Page 70 of Sin With Me

“I promise to keep our secret.” She finally turned around.

“Metoo.”

When she looked at me with her doe eyes, something snapped in my chest. I didn’t understand the feeling, as I’d never experienced it, and passed it off as post-sex nostalgia.

“A secret we’ll both have to confess,” Isaid.

“Can I confess it to you?” she asked, upbeat.

“You know it doesn’t work thatway.”

“Father John?” she asked, cringing, and I nodded.

“I can’t believe I’ll be confessing sleeping with a priest to another priest who could quite possibly be my father.”

“I gather you didn’t talk to him about it this evening.”

“No.”

“If it makes you feel any better, his hearing has been getting worse. You should talk to him tomorrow,” I urged. The only way her sin could be forgiven was if she confessed before my own secrets were spilled. Now that I had her, it wouldn’t take long for me to figure out how to make it work between us, because honestly, I’d never met anyone like her before. She was that person you gave up your life for. She was that person who’d make you laugh until you cried. She was the type of person who’d remain with you for better or worse.

“But I can’t do it yet.” She snapped me out my reverie.

“Whynot?”

“Because one should be sorry for their sins, and I’m not sorry for this. I’m not sure that I’ll everbe.”

Oh, Kate.

Her naive nature was both toxic and cute. It wouldn’t take long for her to realize her mistake and line up at the confessional. This was Kate, and her trust in God was stronger than her urges – wasn’tit?

I sighed. If my faith wasn’t strong enough for me, then it couldn’t have been forher.

We had our tea that night and talked for another two hours, somewhat omitting, though I’m sure not forgetting, what had happened between us. I walked her home and kissed her hand goodnight. Getting too close to her mouth was dangerous, and I’d already done enough damage for the night.

Would there be consequences of our actions? Yes. Broken hearts, perhaps? Definitely. A satisfied soul who realized what had been missing in his life? Yeah, thattoo.

It was a soul that was fighting with itself. Tonight, she’d question her faith because of me. Her lust would turn to heartache and that would turn to hate because she’d made love to a man she didn’t evenknow.

Tonight, I ruined her soul, and I definitely ruined herbody.

What have Idone?

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