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Those gates didn’t scare me.

Saylor:

He brought me dinner from the meeting they’d had since I had been working and didn’t go.

Leave it alone, Gathe. Just let me soak in it. Don’t spoil this forme.

Gathe:

Ransom also mentioned when the priest walked out, he did so like the demons of hell were at his feet.

He was enjoying this too much.

Saylor:

I’m going to bed.

I started to put the phone down.

Gathe:

Did you fuck the priest?

The jolt that went right between my legs almost made me moan.

Leave me alone, Gathe. I want to go back to my thoughts.

Saylor:

No. He is a priest. They are celibate.

Silence.

Dropping the phone, I was relieved that he was shutting up, but then it buzzed again, and I considered turning it off.Grabbing it, I aggressively slid my finger over the screen, then sucked in a breath when I saw it was from Jude.

Jude:

Are you awake?

He was texting me. A thrill buzzed under my skin as I went to respond.

Saylor:

Very much so.

I tried to remember to let oxygen in while watching the dots on the screen as he typed. They stopped, then started again. I wondered if he had deleted something, and if so, what had he deleted? This was taking too long. My anxiety was starting to set in.

Jude:

You smell like vanilla and cinnamon.

I read that three times. Okay, that was flirting. Yes? I normally knew flirting, but he was a priest. They didn’t flirt.

Saylor:

You smell like sunshine, a fresh breeze across a field.

My finger hovered over the Send button for a brief moment, and then I closed my eyes and pressed it.

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