Page 24 of Sin With Me

“Going home with a stranger?”

“We’re not strangers, Kate. We already know each other.”

“Hold that thought, or I’ll pee in my panties.”

He smirked to the side and winked. “We can always get rid of those.”

I was already a few steps away from him, but couldn’t quite leave. This man was almost as intriguing as Father Cameron. Perhaps tonight would work out for the best after all. This was exactly who I needed. I needed a tall, dark, handsome man, preferably with blue eyes, to hold my attention. Mysterious and intriguing, just like Father Cameron.

“You’re really something else.” I shook myhead.

“I get that a lot,” he called out as I walkedaway.

I quickly did my business and washed my hands. Brady was very easy to talk to, and I was beginning to like him more and more. Too bad he was only passing through, but maybe I could get his number? Perhaps after my ordeal was over and I went back home, I could call himup.

Maybe I should ask him to drop by again?

It must have been the alcohol talking in my head because I knew very well that I couldn’t afford to be in any kind of relationship.

So it’s a definite no to seeing him again.

Maybe a one-night stand? Perhaps a good dose of pounding would get rid of that never-ending throb between my legs? I combed my fingers through my shorter curls, double checked my tube top dress, and went back to the bar. Brady had already two fresh shot glasses waiting for us and passed me one before I even satdown.

“Wanna dance?” he asked.

“I’d love to. Cheers! To new friendships.”

“To new friendships,” he repeated, then threw back the shot at the same time that I did, and took my hand. He pulled me out onto the dance floor and headed straight for the jukebox.

“This is one of my favorites. I’m surprised they have thesong.”

I didn’t get a chance to see which one he chose, but when the Daft Punkbeat sounded, I was glad he knew something about music. “Instant Crush" was one of my favorite songs.

He held me by my hips, his body grinding against mine as the music swayed us back and forth. The comfort of his arms and hold was undeniable and welcome. When his mouth lowered to my burning shoulder and he kissed it gently, a trickle of excitement stirred inside of me. That, along with a strange feeling that I shouldn’t have been doingthis.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m making you uncomfortable.”

“No, it’s notyou.”

“Sure it is. You’re dancing with me and thinking about someoneelse.”

“I can’t help it. It’s a complicated and an impossible situation, that’sall.”

He leaned back a fraction and looked into my eyes. Their captivating gaze was so familiar that I felt my mouth open, though he becoming more out of focus with each beat of thesong.

“For what it’s worth, he’s one luckyguy.”

I wished Brady’s words were true. Unfortunately, the man who made my heart go pitter-patter loved someone else: God. I mean, he probably loved me too, in a way, because a priest like Father Cameron simply loved everyone; but what if I wanted to be the onlyone?

I gasped as the thought I usually reserved for night time, one of Father Cameron making himself comfortable between my legs, flashed through my mind. A sudden swell in my chest forced my gaze to Brady’s. “What do you do when someone you’re into isn’t attainable?” I asked, my head feeling a little wobbly.

“You mean, dead?”

“No, silly.” I gently tapped him on his chest. It was hard and warm, and so I left my hand there. “For example, let’s say the guy’s married.”

“Whoa, Kate, you definitely don’t want to go there.”

He turned me around in a circle in one swift move and brought me back to his body, catching me before I lost my balance.

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