Page 6 of The Preacher's Daughter (The Off-Limits Ladies 1)

Rex

As soon as we get to the cabins, I decide to go for a run.

I need to clear my head.

And try not to think about fucking Faith.

It’s hot as shit out here so I am going to sweat all the fantasies right out of me.

I got to give it to the Christians. This place is pretty beautiful.

I run straight away from the cabins and into the woods.

The more distance I get between me and Faith, the better.

I was just fucking with her earlier.

Asking her questions about her beliefs and sex.

I didn’t think… I mean I had noideathat she would actually be interested…

And call me cocky, but I am fairly sure she was coming onto me.

This is so bad.

For starters, I want her too.

So fucking badly.

I mean, I want nothing more than to bite on those berry pink lips.

I want to be that warm body she talked about.

She’s so unbelievably beautiful.

But what’s even worse is that she is the freaking preacher’s daughter.

Icannotfuck the preacher’s daughter.

If I do, I will get found out for sure.

If I do, I will get kicked out and God knows what Mom will do to me then.

If I do, I will just hurt her.

And that’s probably the worst thing of all.

I keep running.

And I don’t stop until I’m completely exhausted.

* * *

The first day of Jesus weekend is what I expect.

I listen to a talk about why bad things happen to good people. I eat too many slices of pizza. I try really hard not to laugh when they sing these really upbeat songs with hand motion routines that everyone seems to know.

I avoid Faith.

---