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“I’ll never let anyone do anything to hurt you.”
She closes her eyes, and when they open again, I see that they’re glistening on the verge of tears and burning with pure hunger.
In barely a whisper, she says, “If only that could be true.”
Fuck me running. What’s going on in the life of Avery Matheson?
“We should head this way,” I respond.
“Yes, Father Lachlan,” she answers in a breathy moan that goes right to my cock.
Maybe there is an exception for when I want her to call me Father Lachlan after all.
After a successful Sunday afternoon reviewing the gala, Avery came to my office the following Tuesday. I was looking forward to seeing her, and it had only been two days. Something small had shifted between us after I stopped Missy from speaking ill of her.
Wearing another blue dress as she saunters in, she kills me in these.
She starts by reviewing the next set of items we have to make decisions on for the gala. I can’t keep my eyes off her. Every time I look at Avery, she’s eyeing the paper in front of her with such intensity.
I love the way she looks when she concentrates.
Avery looks up from her paper and blushes before focusing again on the paperwork.
Ever since I was caught in the act of staring at her, she, every so often, tries to steal glances my way too. Avery has no idea I can tell each time she does, and I fucking love it. I’ll take them all, really anything she’ll give me that I can have without either of us breaking the vows we took.
We’re wrapping up for the day, and I’m already dreading going home alone.
I’m watching her now as she organizes the paperwork to put it in the designated binder we’re keeping gala-related information in. It is one hundred fucking percent old school.
This church’s office technology is not modern at all. Not outside of the donor system we’ve invested in because that’s clearly a fucking priority to Greg. I’ve been trying to scan and save documents on my laptop, but we don’t have that kind of time to waste.
Our eyes connect, and once again, I’m caught stealing glances at my beautiful Goldie girl.
All of a sudden, the folder falls to the ground.
“Oh no!” Avery squeals.
It takes me a moment to realize that the papers and binder are sprawled out everywhere. She was about to put the papers inside the binder when our eyes connected.
We’re both now trying to scramble to pick them all up off the floor.
Our hands graze each other as we reach for the same piece of paper. She stills at my touch, and I can’t help but do the same.
Fuck.
With my hand on hers, slowly, I stroke the back of her hand gently with the edges of my fingertips. Avery closes her eyes and hums momentarily. She opens them and looks at me purposefully before pulling away.
After finishing gathering the papers, she places them in the binder and sets it on my desk.
I shouldn’t have done that. Fuck me. I was too tempted by our closeness. I had been wishing to touch her all fucking day.
“Father, a confession in here still counts as something just between you and me, right?”
I nod in response.
I hope she isn’t about to break down what little walls we have between the two of us. We both know there’s an attraction here, but I can’t show her who I truly am. Someone like Avery deserves more than my fucked-up self in any capacity.
“Father Lachlan, I’ve done what has been expected of me my entire life. I married a man I thought was different from who he truly is. A man who is evil and deceitful. A man who has forgotten me. A man who has been sleeping with his assistant, like a stereotype, while I take care of myself in the shower daily with a vibrator, sometimes twice, if I’m being honest. A man who I should be sad to have come to these realizations about after only two years of marriage, but I am not.”
