Forgive Me Father for I Have Loved by Tiana Laveen

Author:Tiana Laveen [Laveen, Tiana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781484978061
Google: fJ7fnAEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-05-15T10:41:46+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Dane had spent the evening and morning praying... and praying...and praying a wee bit more. He prayed as he drove to Rhapsody’s house and he struggled with the fact that not a bone in him screamed warning, cautionary alerts or swayed red flags while some invisible ghost boo’ed and hissed. Nor did any alarm sound, ‘Mayday!’

His sixth sense had never failed him, and yet here he was, willingly driving to a woman’s home—the very same that Fr. Kirkpatrick had warned him about. A woman that had caused him to have two wet dreams, much to his dismay and a woman who he’d pictured in ways that he knew for a fact were inappropriate. Fr. Kirkpatrick had urged him to keep his distance from the temptress and, though he’d denied she was anything like that—indeed she was. No need to mince words. A temptress is someone who tempts you to do something out of the ordinary, someone who entices you. Whether they mean to or not is irrelevant. Nevertheless, it wasn’t her fault. She was cursed with good looks, a beautiful face and body, and natural bohemian charm. She spoke the truth when it was needed most. She was his muse, and he chased her, even in his dreams.

Temptation resistance is the truest test of character, they say. I don’t know about that.

He craved the scent of her silky, smooth skin and wanted to hear her laugh, speak...that voice. She entertained him by her mere presence, helped him see the world in an entirely different way. At this point, he simply asked for understanding—asked the Lord to help reveal to him each step he should take.

He stood behind her, fighting the urge to kiss the back of her exposed neck. Her tightly coiled hair was partially braided in a beautiful updo, and it smelled of honey, cinnamon and vanilla.

What type of shampoo does she use?

“Dane?” she called out, seeming to struggle to turn around as his arm blocked her pass. He looked down at his hand over hers, and dug his nose deeper into her tresses until she called his name again. Falling out of his own thoughts as if he were cast from the sky, hurled back down toward Earth, he blinked and looked around, for a brief moment, forgetting where he was. Her shoulder blade pushed into the pit of his arm as she continued to strain against him, to turn in the circle of his physical blockade. Her lips parted, glistening with what appeared to be freshly applied russet lipstick. When she smiled, they framed her teeth, making the already white beam appear even brighter. He could smell her sweet breath as she repeated his name…

Fresh mint and celery...

“Dane...” she repeated, for now the third time.

“Hmmm?”

“You are in another world,” she said, shaking her head. “You have me so boxed in here, I can’t...” her voice trailed at the end.

“Oh,” he immediately took a step back, “my apologies. I was just coming over to help.” The pitter patter of rain started against the windows.

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