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But damn, I liked it.
And maybe he caught on to my feelings.
The silence hanging between us gnaws at the edges of my sanity. I pick at the hem of my soaked dress, my fingers trembling slightly. The memory of his touch on my lip sends a shiver down my spine.
He pulls into the parking lot of my apartment building, shutting off the car without a word. The silence in the air grows thick as I wait for him to say something.
“Can you come to my office tomorrow morning?” he finally says, his voice low. I glance at him, hoping to read his expression, but all I see is his stoic profile illuminated by the faint glow of the streetlamps.
I swallow. “What for?”
Dread washes over me when he doesn’t respond.
He’s going to fire me. He’s decided it’s not worth doing this favor for my dad if we’re attracted to each other.
Holy shit. Is he really attracted to me? Even a half hour ago, I would have said it was impossible, but there was no mistaking that molten darkness in his eyes when he gripped my chin.
Slippery wetness gathers between my legs. I never thought I could be so turned on by a gesture so small.
But this is Brandon.
“I just…” He shuts his eyes. “We need to have a talk.”
When I lift my hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, I notice my hands are shaking. “We can’t have it now?”
“No,” he says immediately, reaching his hand to the door and clicking the unlock button.
I’ve been dismissed.
I’m going to be on pins and needles until tomorrow morning.
Brandon
“You’re kind of like a mentor to me.”
She said those words less than an hour before I fondled her mouth.
What has gotten into me? She trusted me to baptize her, for fuck’s sake, and I touched her. I don’t think I ever behaved that recklessly even before I found God. I certainly never had the urge to touch one of my employees, and this was so much worse. Even if she’s an atheist, baptism is still sacred, a moment of spiritual cleansing, and I allowed carnal desire to taint it.
A small touch. A fraction of a second. Yet the softness of her lips against my thumb sent a surge of electricity through my body that was so potent, I could have fallen into the water.
My mind is still racing as I walk inside my house. I make my way to Ethan’s room immediately. The door is open, and he’s sitting at his desk, surrounded by books and notes. His head perks up when I walk inside, and he frowns.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
I let out a deep breath before telling him everything. How I touched Mariana after the baptism, and how my self-control seems to have been stretched into oblivion.
Ethan listens quietly, his expression thoughtful. “Maybe you should court Mari instead of Sofia.”
I scowl at him. “It would be the end of my relationship with Hector. I would lose the only family I have besides you.”
A notch forms between his brows. “You really think he’d be that upset about it?”
“Yes,” I say immediately. “It would be a betrayal of his trust. He asked me to counsel her. He sees me as a father figure to her.”
He cringes, and I want to cringe myself. A father figure to beautiful, mischievous Mariana. It’s ludicrous.
“In that case…” He expels a breath through pursed lips. “You probably should avoid being alone with her.”
