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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.
