*Delilah*
“What do you mean they're in danger?" I drank the rest of my soda and tried not to let myself get worked up. I knew he may not even be telling the truth.
“Can I sit beside you?" Andrew said, still holding my hand in his.
I nodded and scooted over on the porch swing to make room for him.
He stood gracefully and sat beside me, his arm touching mine. Despite myself, I felt a sudden bolt of electricity move through my body at his touch. I scooted away, and he moved his arm to rest behind me, but not touching my back.
“How much do you know about your past, Delilah?"
I turned to look at him, suspicion in my gaze. “Why is my past any of your business?"
He sighed and looked back at me. “Look, I don't expect you to believe everything I say, but can you humor me? Can you just prete
