*Delilah*My chest moved up and down quickly to match my breaths. It had been five years since I’d last seen Andrew, and he was wearing no clothes at that time.That night was almost like a fever dream when I thought about it. If it weren’t for my children, and the mark on my shoulder that never faded, I would’ve thought I’d dreamt it. I’d stopped feeling anything for him once I’d gotten a certain distance away, but now I could feel his longing, his guilt. And I didn’t care about any of it. I hoped he could feel the anger that roiled in my body. From the look on his face, it seemed like he could.But he did his best to hide it, tilting his chin up some and puffing his chest out a little.I scoffed at this, and he sighed. “Delilah.” He locked eyes with me then, and the desire was still evident there. “No,” I said in a whisper-yell. “You don’t get to just show up on my doorstep after five years. I left for many reasons, and you were one of them. I never wanted to see
*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 pretend that what I’m telling you is true and that I didn’t reject you? Just pretend I have your best interest at heart, okay?”I clenched my jaw but nodded. “Fine. I don’t know much. My father le
*Delilah*“Is that a yes?”Andrew looked at me with barely contained joy, and I forced myself not to smile. I couldn’t let our bond have an effect on my decision-making. I was doing this for my children, not for me or for him.“I will bring them back on the condition you promise to care for them as I do and protect them with your life. This is about them,” I said, looking at him with all the strength I could muster.I saw a look of pride flash across his eyes and he nodded. “Absolutely. You can all stay at the manor with me and my family.”I started shaking my head before he even finished his sentence. “I don’t want to live with you. They aren’t ready for that, Andrew. You are their father, but that doesn’t mean you have to be their dad.”He looked like he’d been punched in the gut, and I suddenly wished I hadn’t been so harsh with him. Everything had happened so fast. Not even three hours ago, my life had been normal, at least for me. Now, everything had flipped upside
*Delilah*I tried to make sure my mouth stayed firmly closed as I looked around the entryway. We were in a large foyer with dark, hardwood floors. The walls were a stark white with crown moldings and modern fixtures everywhere. It looks spotless, and there were multiple doorways leading into other rooms or down hallways. A massive staircase led to the second story that had white railing going around the entire second floor so you could look down from anywhere and see the bottom floor.The kids didn’t hide their amazement nearly as well as I did.“Wow, this place is like a palace,” Flora said, smiling and probably imagining herself as a princess. She was really into those at the moment. Andrew chuckled and looked at her fondly. “This is your new home, for now anyway.”“Is there a pool?” Cody asked, then his cheeks turned red, and he looked at me. “Sorry, Mom.”We’d been working hard on manners, and I nodded at him, smiling. He was still a kid, and he couldn't be expected
*Kyle*I just finished my toast, and Cody was swinging his around like always–so annoying.Mom was rushing around and dressed weird. She usually wore nice clothes, but today she just looked like she was going to exercise.“Mommy, what are you doing?” I asked. She sighed and then smiled at me. “Well, when you guys go to school, I’m going to go to a kind of school of my own.”“Will you get to have recess?” Flora called through her mouthful of toast.“Don’t talk with your mouth full. And no, I don’t think so.”“Bummer,” Cody said, wiping his hands down his shirt.“Okay guys, everyone ready?” Mom called over her shoulder as she stood at the door. I ran to her, already dressed and with my backpack hanging over both shoulders.I grabbed her hand; this house was huge, and it could be scary. I didn’t want to get lost.Flora and Cody came, dragging their bags behind them and yelling at each other.“Come on, knock it off. We don’t want to all be late on our first day,”
*Delilah*The week had flown by between my lessons with Lenora and the kids’ first week at their new school. There hadn’t been any more incidents, thankfully, and the kids seemed to be making friends and starting to fit in.I was glad to see that my reputation wasn’t bleeding onto them, not with most kids anyway.I tried to stay at the manor. I had no desire to run into anyone I went to school with… or my own family.Andrew had made sure to include us with his family for meals, and I had to admit I felt touched by that. Despite everything I felt for him before coming back, I couldn’t deny that he was trying now. He focused on every one of the kids individually at dinner and tried to connect with them. Kyle was the most reserved around him, but Andrew still managed to pull a smile out of him occasionally.I walked with the kids down the various halls toward the large dining room. It was Friday, and they were buzzing around me like bees. “Mom, did you know turtles breathe
*Delilah*I sat with my eyes closed, breathing slowly through my nose. I tried to tune out the sound of Lenora’s breathing, the click of the air as it kicked on. When I started learning from her, I was expecting to do physical training. But apparently, having these powers had nothing to do with physical prowess. My powers were in my mind. The powers of Lunas were varied, from prophetic dreams, like I had, to being able to sense emotions.“You’re thinking too much,” Lenora said softly. I sighed and opened my eyes. She sat with her legs crossed and tucked under her body, her eyes closed. Her long, dark brown hair fell in a single braid down her back, specs of gray peppering it. She had a kind face, and it was easy to feel at ease with her.“How are you so good at this? Your eyes aren’t even open, and you can tell I’m not concentrating.”She opened her eyes and looked at me, her watery-blue depths filled with understanding. “Your energy never lies, Delilah.”I threw my
*Delilah*“Pizza’s here!” Andrew yelled from the open door. “Yay!” the kids yelled, running at the door like they hadn’t eaten in a year. I smiled at that and followed them in, walking past Andrew and trying not to breathe in the scent of him. We went to the dining room and sat in our normal seats. Andrew’s parents were out doing something together that night, so it was just us. Andrew gave the kids their pizza as I got a piece of the supreme. It smelled so good, and I was starving.The kids were hungry too because they instantly started eating, barely taking time to breathe. I ate my pizza, trying to keep my mind from wandering back to the topic of Andrew and me. We weren’t anything, just two parents, co-parenting to the best of our abilities.She watched as the kids talked to him animatedly, and his eyes never left them when they spoke to him. He liked them, and they liked him.I started to realize that I didn’t hate him either, not anymore. He was young when he’d