Page 33 of Hotter 'N Hell

Dots. Whew. He was going to respond.

Jude:

I didn’t realize you had smelled me, and is that a good thing?

A small giggle bubbled out of me, and I was glad no one could hear that.

Saylor:

It’s very good. In fact, it’s become my favorite scent. I’ve even smelled body washes, trying to find it.

I hit Send and bit my lip, not sure if that was too much truth for him.

No dots. Crap. I waited. Then, there they were.

Jude:

What are you doing?

Change of subject, Father. All right.

Saylor:

Sitting on my bed. What areyou doing?

I tried to imagine him at home, without the collar, but it was hard.

Jude:

Lying in bed. Replaying tonight’s events in my head. Mainly the events where you were. Or just only the events that involved you.

Oh, he’s going there.Did I want him to? What if he took my high away?

Saylor:

What? Do I smack when I eat? Or did I have taco sauce on my face?

Keep it light, Saylor. Maybe he won’t end it.

Every second the dots appeared, I was owned. I’d never have thought such tiny things could hold the power to change my entire mood.

Jude:

You eat like you do everything. Flawless. Unfortunately for me, there was nothing on yourface. If there had been, I’d have had an excuse to touch you.

Okay, priest or not, this man was flirting hard. My cheeks ached from smiling so big.

Saylor:

I thought you were going to for a minute there.

Finger hovering over the screen…hovering…and I pressed send. I covered my face with one hand and peeked at the screen through my fingers, like I did during every horror movie I watched.

Jude:

Me too.

Two words, but potent enough to make me feel lightheaded. I stared at the screen. Unsure of what to say. If I pushed for more, would he shut down? Would it make it awkward?

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