Priest (Priest, #1)

by Sierra Simone

She wore turquoise skinny jeans and a nowhere-near-loose enough T-shirt, a soft thin cotton that reminded me of the shirt she wore Saturday night…the

i forgot this book was written in 2015.....

That was what Christians were called to do, after all: choose love above all else.

oh how christians have strayed so far from the plot

“She would have loved you like I do.”

GIRL HE ADMITTED HE LOVES YOUUUUUUU... while also talking about his dead sister.... awkward

Finally, her eyes opened, drowsy but pleased. “Mmm,” she hummed, hooking her leg more securely around my waist. “I like waking up like this.”

i hope to god you had a conversation about this before you actually did it. if not, thats sexual assault, buddy.

Sometimes she was too beautiful to look at.

word on the street is this was written about ne

“Are you saying no?” She bit her lip and then shook her head. “Not a no. Yes.” “Then give me your ass,” I growled in her ear. “Give it to me and then I won’t have to take it.”

SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!!!!!!

We’d only known each other six weeks, and I wanted her for the rest of my life.

oh dear gosh he's delusional also, if someone said this in reference to me, i would assume they are of sound mind because i am perfect

now two people knew about my affair and that was two people too many.

gibbs's rule #4 - the best way to keep a secret - keep it to yourself. second best - tell one other person. there is no third best

“Love and want are essentially the same thing.

ok so thats actually not true

“If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life maimed than to have two hands and go to hell…and if your eye causes you to stumble, tear it out; it is better for you to enter the Kingdom of God with one eye than have two eyes and to be thrown into hell…”

yet christians still voted for and support a rapist... a man with 34 felony charges. hypocrisy at its highest order

I caught sight of Poppy sitting near the back, wearing a fitted dress of mint-green linen, bisected by a wide leather belt.

again, written in 2015

Hypocrisy had haunted me as I’d typed every word, hypocrisy and shame, and as I stared at the notes now, I could barely remember the agony that man had been in, torn between two choices that were ultimately false.

it's ok bud, most christians are hypocrites