Just Like Old Times

The Fight

This chapter is rated M for mature content.

After explaining everything Karen and Sean were not up to date on, Sean started laughing. He thought all of it was hilarious. Three different men were willing to pay significant sums of money for Lilly's capture, her estate was worth about a million dollars, and a man from her past was fighting Lilly's husband for the right to claim her. Lilly, however, was not exactly amused.

"I fail to see the humor in any of this, Sean," Lilly stated.

"That's because you're missin' out," Sean said with a giggle as he pointed to the fighting men. Lilly looked over. It was still a tie. Both men were looking bruised and a bit bloody. "Yer man is doin' well, at least. How old is that Patrick fella?"

"Thirty two."

"Ha! He's got two inches on Arthur, too. And maybe about a few stones above him as well."

"Well, any man who can't take no for an answer can't be that good."

"Why can't you just end the fight, Lilly?" Karen asked in a confused tone.

"Testosterone," Sean said casually.

"Hey!" Lilly shouted. "Can ya knock that shite off now?! I wanna go drinkin'!"

"No!" Arthur and Patrick shouted together.

With a growl of irritation from Lilly, she stood and ambled in the direction of the quarreling pair. "Arthur!"

"What?" he snapped as he punched Patrick in the jaw who almost fell over from the force of it.

"STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!"

Patrick stopped in his tracks but Arthur punched him again and he went over. Patrick got up as Lilly stepped in front of Arthur. The younger man and cracked his neck. "Ow...how come he kept going?!"

"He's immune to the damn thing!" Lilly snarled at Patrick.

"That's cheating!"

"Get out of the way, Lillian!" Arthur belted out in anger. "I'm in the middle of kickin' his ass into next week!"

"Why?" Lilly snapped.

"Because he challenged me for you! I'm fightin' for my woman!"

"I don't want you to fight, I want you to stop!"

"But Lilly, I-"

Lilly held up a finger. "Dún do bhéal! Tá mé ag caint!" [Close your mouth! I'm talking!]

"Ná inis dom mo bhéal a dhúnadh! Dúnann tú do bhéal, bean!" Arthur got in her face and shoved her fist down with both hands. [Don't tell me to close my mouth! You close your mouth, woman!]

"Dúnann tú do bhéal!" [You close your mouth!]

"Tú!" [You!]

"TÚ!" [YOU!]

"Knock it off, you god damn wench!"