Pet Priest by Natasha Ryder

Author:Natasha Ryder [Ryder, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

When had the last time been that Sean had been able to pray?

After the stunning breakdown of any willpower he'd had remaining, Sean made his way back. To his little office in the church, where he was supposed to be working. Supposed to be tending to his flock. What a joke that was. It had been a long time since he'd done his job very well at all.

He hadn't dared to pray in ages. He couldn't even remember the last time, but none of his prayers seemed to be being answered.

Once, prayer had provided comfort that nothing else had. To have that torn from him, that angered him more than any of the other liberties that had been taken with him, somehow.

Anna looked up when he went in. She looked surprised to see him, yes, but he wasn't sure why he'd been so scared. She was just as professional as she always was.

Or rather, as she usually was. Making out with the bishop hadn't been very professional, after all.

She opened her mouth to speak to him, but he brushed right by her. Something in his expression made her let him go. What did he look like? He knew how he felt, pale, shaky, trembling from what had happened to him. What he'd devolved into.

As the door swung shut behind him, and he looked around his familiar, tiny little office, his heartbeat sped up once more. Adriel was here. There was another presence in the room, someone sitting, waiting for him, full of the amused patience that Adriel was so full of.

Maybe he should have let Anna speak to him, after all. Clearly, she'd been trying to warn him that someone was in his office. Next time, he should probably listen.

“Get out of here,” Sean said, and he wanted his voice to sound firm and angry. It just came out tired. And he was tired, so very exhausted. He'd been fighting this so long, and he knew he was losing that fight.

Adriel opened his mouth, and the voice that came out wasn't the demon's. Adriel's voice was deep and dark and compelling, completely different from the sober, but less preternatural one that came from those sinfully sensual lips.

It was the bishop's voice.

Sean blinked, and Adriel disappeared. In his place was the bishop, who was staring at him with some surprise. He probably, Sean mused, was not used to being ordered out of the offices of the priests that he oversaw.

Oh, God. Sean knew he was in some serious trouble now.

“Father O'Leary?” The bishop's voice was surprised, and a bit wary. He looked Sean over, from head to foot, and Sean had to wonder just how he appeared to those around him right now. Could they see his sin written on him?

Sean shook his head. What was needed right now was some serious damage control. So he took a deep breath, willed his body to stop shaking, and went to sit at his desk. It was silly, maybe, but behind the desk he felt more like an authority.

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