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He doesn’t let me. He grabs my hand, pulls it closer to his face, and licks my fingers clean, his tongue swirling around each digit, all while he stares into my eyes.
When he pulls away from me, I’m breathless again, and I can hardly think about anything except how fucking horny I am. He puts my hand down on the railing, still looking down at me.
“You looked stunning, Trine,” he says.
I close my eyes, my breath shaky. “Yeah, I…”
“Wait,” he interrupts me. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
I really don’t know what I’m forgetting, so I furrow my brow. “Thank you,” I say, since that seems like the only thing I could be forgetting.
“Thank you, Father,” he says.
“Fuck,” I reply, my breath shaky again. “Right. Thank you, Father.”
And even though I’m not even touching myself anymore, I think I might come just from the way he’s looking at me.
Trine
Ihear the front door being slammed. I’m sitting with Bryony in her bedroom, and I know the guys are in my room looking through my shit, so I don’t know who has just left and slammed the door as they left my apartment.
“Are you sure about this, Trine?” Bryony asks.
I’ve been talking to her about the exorcists, about the holy water, about the dreams. By the time I’m done talking to her, I have tears in my eyes; I didn’t realize how much I was holding in until I was speaking to her. She’s worried about me, I can tell, but I feel a lot better after talking to a friend. Plus, we’re going to sort it out. The exorcists are going to help me.
“Yes,” I say, getting up. “I trust them. And you’re not my fairy gothmother, I can take care of myself.”
“Haha,” she replies, no humor in her voice.
“I’ll be okay.”
“I could go with you,” Bryony says, standing up. “You don’t have to do any of this by yourself.”
I shake my head. “I appreciate it, babe, but I think I need to do this myself,” I say. “The gig this week is canceled, right?”
She nods. “But that’s not what I’m worried about, and we could always get a stand-in,” she says. “Just be careful about what you do with them, okay?”
“Of course,” I say. “And, look, I might not be at home, but I’ll call you every day.”
“Do you really think they’re going to do another exorcism?” she asks.
I shrug. “I promise I’ll tell you soon,” I say. “As soon as I know. I gotta go find out what’s happening.”
She’s about to say something else, but I don’t let her. I leave her room instead, closing the door softly behind me, and I leave my apartment to go into the hallway, wondering which one of the guys stormed out.
Luke is standing with his back turned to the door, leaning against the railing of the balcony, looking down at the parking lot below. “Hey,” I say.
He turns his head to look at me. “Hey, Trine,” he says, then sighs. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”
“It’s fine,” I reply. “Is everything okay?”
He laughs, turning back and putting his elbows on the railing. “You can’t be trying to make me feel better right now. Considering what you’re going through.”
“I don’t want to talk about myself for a change,” I say. “Do you mind if I join you?”
“Not at all,” he replies, a smile on his face.
I lean next to him and he turns to look at my profile. Our arms are touching, and for a second, I think it might be best if I move away from him. This is too close. I wonder if it’s awkward for him. His eyes narrow a little as he tilts his head, and he exhales before he speaks. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I wish there was something I could say that would make this easier, or I could tell you that we’re going to be able to get you out of this quickly, but I have a feeling this process is going to be difficult. Maybe even long and painful.”
