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She did without argument. She must’ve been in some real pain.

I grabbed one of the three-point-eight thousand pillows off the vacant side of her bed, gently sliding it under her ankle, and placed the ice on her injury.

Once I’d turned the light back off and reclaimed my space on the floor, I said, “I bet your ass won’t try to run again.”

“Fuck you,” she shot back.

“Looking forward to it, baby.”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

My eyes popped open as I tried to orient myself. What the fuck was that? I wondered.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The door.

The lamp popped on, and with drowsy eyes, Lilith muttered, “What’s going on?”

“Someone’s at the front door. How the fuck did they get past the outer door?” I wondered aloud while asking myself what the fuck my security guy was doing to let whoever it was slip by him.

“Through the boutique,” she yawned. “It’s probably Justice.”

“Yeah,” I replied, grabbing my bag and pulling out my Glock…just in case.

“Is that a fucking gun?!” Her whisper was harsh, more like a contained shriek.

“Hell yeah! You surprised a killer has a gun?”

“Yes, I mean no…I mean, shit! Look, don’t shoot Justice.”

“I’m—”

“Lil, open this damn door!” a feminine voice called, interrupting me.

“Yeah, I’m done being ignored by you! Open up!” came a different woman’s voice.

“My sisters,” Lilith groaned.

No wonder my guy didn’t alert me.

“I told your ass to answer your phone,” I said.

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Ihobbled to my feet, causing the melted ice pack to fall to the floor. My ankle loudly protested as I rushed to the living room to see Ray, still in nothing but his boxers and with that gun in his hand, approaching the door.

“Wait!” I said in sotto voce. “Put the gun down!”

He looked at me just as Memphis yelled, “Bitch, I will kick this door in!” Then he moved to the kitchen, stepping back into the living room empty-handed.

“Let me open it,” I whisper-yelled.

“Hell no,” he grunted, opening the door.

“Girl, why you make us wait—oh! Well, damn!” Memphis said, eyes wide as she ogled Ray from head to toe. “You definitely ain’t Marlon’s gynecomastia-having ass.”

“I’m Ray, Lilith’s man,” this fool said.

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