It’s safer for you in there. I’m the only one with the key.” She cocked her head to the side as she thought that over. She was a smart girl. I wasn’t just trying to keep her in; I needed to keep her away from the others. “I will. I promise.” “Go sit on the couch. The remote is on the coffee table.” I watched her walk toward the couch, tugging at her plum-colored dress as she sat down. I headed to my bedroom to get her something more comfortable. I knew she was feeling exposed and maybe letting her cover herself up a little would help her relax. I grabbed an old pair of gray sweatpants and one of my white T-shirts for her, setting my beer on top of my dresser. “I thought you would want…” I stopped dead in my tracks as Lily stood in front of me with her arms extended. Her fingers gripped the handle of a kitchen knife. Stupid fucking bitch. “Could be worse. You could have found my gun.” As her eyes flicked to the kitchen I dropped the clothes and gripped her arms as I pushed her backward.
