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“How was it connected?”

“That’s above your pay grade, I’m afraid.”

“Right. Sorry.” She laughed in relief that the worst of it was behind her. “I guess I shouldn’t have asked.”

“It wouldn’t be safe for you to know anything.” They were silent for a moment. “I can’t tell you how relieved I am to know you didn’t… When I thought you were working against me, that was hard.”

Delilah frowned but told herself it didn’t matter. Everything had worked out. “I can imagine.”

Samson looked at his watch. “Did you say you needed to go?”

“I—uh. No. I mean, I was going to clean. That’s all.”

“Can I buy you breakfast? Is it any good here?”

“Probably not the standard you’re used to.”

He grinned. “And what standard is that?”

“You have expensive taste, do you not?”

“More assumptions.”

“You eat at Carpi. I know the prices.”

“Fair enough. But I didn’t grow up with money. When I was a kid, my favorite meal was ravioli out of a can.”

Delilah grimaced. “I’m sure they do better than that here.”

“You sure? Canned ravioli is really good.”

“How about I get us menus.”

He reached for her hand. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Being you.”

Her smile tightened when she turned away from him. It was just breakfast, and he’d never find out. Then she’d be gone, and he’d only have nice memories of her. That would be enough.

Chapter 16

Delilah was laughing so hard,she wiped tears from her eyes. Samson smiled while he watched her amusement. He’d never enjoyed making someone laugh so much.

“Delilah?” Luca appeared behind her, and Samson lifted his gaze.

“Hi there, Luca,” he said.

Delilah turned. “Oh. Hi.”

“Samson,” Luca said. “It’s good to see you.”

“Likewise.”

“It’s been a few days. I trust everything is going well?”

“Very well, thanks for asking.”

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