Killing Game
came out of her reverie, her eyes focusing on his once more.
    She shook her head in the negative as her butterflies came back full force and her mind raced with a million questions. Did they expect her to know what she was doing? Would the people she was working with be as nice as Cain said they would? She was glad he was here tonight. It was comforting to know that if anything went wrong, her one friend in New York was there to back her up. Lily frowned at that thought. She’d only known him two days and she was counting him as a friend. Usually it took months before she did that.
    Walking around the car, she looked up at the bright neon sign above the side entrance and swallowed hard, trying desperately to stifle her nerves.
    Cain watched with interest as she stared up at the sign, her eyes fixed on one spot and her body still. He would have given anything to know what she was thinking, to know what she was feeling. Nerves weren’t something he experienced often. Before bumping into Lily, he’d never been one for them. He’d always been reliable, calm and efficient—that was why he was the best at what he did.
    As she heaved a heavy sigh, he frowned and then smiled.
    “I’ve got something that could cheer you up, calm you down a little,” he said quietly, fumbling in his pocket and telling himself that it was as good a time as any, and it might give her a little confidence for the long night ahead of her. He suspected this was her first job and she wasn’t going to enjoy being a waitress.
    “What’s that, then?” Lily turned and looked up at him. His hair and face were illuminated by the soft glow of the blue neon lights on the club’s sign.
    Her heart raced as he smiled at her, his eyes narrowing on hers and making her body flush under his gaze. She wondered what he was up to. He was taking forever to show her what was going to make her more relaxed about her first night at work. It was making her more nervous, if anything.
    “I know it isn’t your birthday yet, but I thought this might make tonight a little... easier... on you.”
    She gave him a questioning look as he pulled his hand out of his pocket.
    “Here.” Cain handed her the box and watched her open it. Her soft round lips widened into a smile as she saw what he’d bought her. It went straight to his heart to see her so happy over something he’d given her.
    Smiling broadly, she pulled the necklace from the box and held it up. The lights nearby made the small diamond heart sparkle as it dangled from the chain.
    “It’s, wow... beautiful, Cain... put it on me?” She giggled excitedly.
    He took it from her and she pulled her hair out of the way. He fumbled with the clasp and then brought his hands around either side of her neck and clasped it again.
    His skin buzzed as he ran his fingers down the chain and brushed them over the pendant.
    “Feeling better?” Cain narrowed his eyes on hers.
    “Like a million bucks.” She grinned.
    “Don’t want you to be late now. Come on, I’ll introduce you to your new boss.” Pushing the door open, he held it there, allowing her to walk past him and into the darkness of the club.
    Lily felt goose bumps erupt in waves on her skin as she took off her jacket. The club was freezing, but, then, it was also pitch black.
    “Why’s it so dark?” she whispered, as though it was the only way to talk when confronted with darkness.
    “Because we’re not open for another half hour,” a voice replied in the blackness.
    Lily squinted as the lights buzzed and flickered into life, bathing the large room in a multitude of colors and illuminating the dance floor and bar.
    “You must be Miss Walker.” Jack walked around the bar and held his hand out to her. He’d pictured her differently from the girl in front of him, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and her small body hidden away under a dark red shirt and black pants. The main thing that struck him was that she looked as innocent as Cain said she

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