Truly, I would. Molly can hold her own in an argument and in the bedroom, so I would befascinated to see how she would do in a fight. Especially considering I saved her from beingassaulted in the motel lobby. If I hadn’t shown up, would she have fought him off? I’m not so sure.
Her eyes flare, and she licks her pouty lower lip. “No, you wouldn’t. You just want me to fight
back so you’ll have an excuse for killing me.”
I don’t say anything because her logic is so far removed from my current train of thought that it
takes me a second to switch gears.
“Exactly what I thought,” she says, stepping towards me, her socked foot brushing against my
shoe. “Well, I’m not going to make it that easy for you.”
I snort. “What a surprise. Up until thi
