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He shook his head. "We are getting your stuff, and you are never coming back here again." The low tone of his voice set Lily's body on fire, which was an odd feeling when her roommates were arguing at knifepoint. Sam started forward, the movement grabbing her roommates' focus, and they both froze, turning to look at Sam in shock.
"Who the fuck are you?" Sarah asked, pointing with the knife in her hand. The gesture was slight, just a flick of the other woman's wrist, but it had Lily seeing red. She didn't like it or the narrow eyed look Sarah was sending Sam's way.
"Don't point that at him!" Lily burst out, moving to charge around Sam. She might have made it more than a step if he hadn't caught her by her waist and pulled her back against him.
"Hey! Who are you yelling at?" Sarah screamed, turning her attention to Lily.
Xander got up from where he had fallen. "Answer her. Who the fuck is this?"
"He's my boyfriend!" Lily snapped, and unlike every other time her mouth had gotten ahead of her head, she didn't cringe or shy away. She meant it. At least for now, Sam was hers, her Dom, but she didn't expect that to mean anything to her roommates. And even if it did, she had no interest in explaining it to them.
"And you are not going to point that," Lily jabbed a finger at the knife in Sarah's hand, "at my boyfriend!"
"Oh, so now you're all brave because you have a man?" Sarah snapped. "You slut!"
"What? You—" Lily's voice was cut off when Sam put his hand over her mouth.
"That's enough," he said, leaning close to speak in Lily's ear. "These people are not worth it. Let's go."
She glared up at him. "Hmph!" Even if her voice was muffled, the meaning was clear from her garbled shout. Lily was not of the same mind to get a move on. She tried to pull Sam's hand off her mouth, but he shook his head.
"Move it, Lily," he ordered, and she narrowed her eyes at him. Just because she didn't like Sarah giving Sam 'a look' didn't mean that she wouldn't do it. He was her Sir, and now she'd claimed him as her boyfriend. She could and would give him as many looks as she wanted, or she would until he put her over his knee. She arched an eyebrow at him and she knew he saw the challenge; it was in the way his eyes suddenly were full of heat and want.
He was itching to put her over his knee. Just as much as she was pushing to end up there. The fire between them was overwhelming, even with a knife fight going on just feet away. Lily wasn't sure she would survive what would happen when they were in a more hospitable environment.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Sarah yelled, breaking the staring match the two were engaged in.
Sam turned to look at Sarah. "Stop yelling," he told her, and Sarah's mouth dropped open in shock.
"What?" she asked, but this time it was in a far quieter voice.
"You don't need to yell. Stay there, please."
"But, who are you?"
"I'm her man," Sam replied, taking Lily's arm and moving her toward her bedroom. He hustled her forward and nodded at the hallway of bedrooms. "Which one is yours?"
"That one," she said, pointing at the first door. Sam's reassuring hand on her elbow gave her the confidence she needed to not bolt from her apartment or go back to shouting at Sarah. Lily opened her bedroom door, and thankfully Sam followed her with no more interactions between them and her roommates. She closed the door and sank against it.
"What the fuck is going on out there?" she whisper screamed to Sam. He shook his head and gestured for her to come away from the door.
"Get away from there. All I can think about is that woman trying to hack her way into this room with that knife," he said, looking meaningfully at the door behind her. Lily jerked away from the door and swallowed hard.
"You think she would really do that?" she asked, wrapping her arms around herself.
"I think it's safe to say that anything is possible when it comes to those two. When you told me that it was bad, you glossed over how bad it was, Lily."
"It's not normallythat," she said, waving an arm at the living room. "They're crazy, but it's normally just drinking and some drugs. Nothing big."
Sam's eyes widened, and he shook his head. "Nothing big? Just some drugs? Lily, that is plenty serious."
"Are you sure, because I think the knife is what I'm thinking of as serious. And you told her to stop yelling," she whispered in disbelief. "She had a knife, and she listened to you."
"A lot of people just need to be talked to calmly." Sam lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "Takes the fight out of them when they can't get someone to match their energy."
"But she had a knife!"
"Pack your things, little girl," he said, ignoring her point that her roommate was wielding a knife and in attack mode. "It isn't safe here for you. We are leaving as soon as you have a bag ready."
