“Morning worship begins at six,” the girl in the back said. “His body is our temple, and we come to pray.” A chorus of Amens erupted, followed by laughter.
“So help me God, if you so much as give Tucker your mouth, I’ll bloody your damn hide so completely you won’t be able to sit for a month. Do I make myself clear?”
The commotion around me intensified, and ringing thrashed in my ears as I looked down. Blood. It ran down my legs. Stained the gold organza around my thighs.
“When I met you, you took one look at my face and saw me. In that single look, Tinsley Constantine, you showed me how to bravely be me.” She blinked, and a tear rolled down her cheek, compelling my own tears to fall. “I just wanted you to know that.”
“If the church catches fire and the walls start bleeding…” His timbre roughened. “I’m still not stopping. Nothing is going to prevent me from being with you in the way I’ve only ever been in my dreams.”
My nipples hardened, and my head dropped between my shoulders as he worshiped my body with all the devoutness of a Catholic priest. He knew what he wanted and reached for me with open arms.
I am currently on book 5 of the Deliver series by Ms. Goodwin, and this series rocks. I am not familiar with this one...so interested in your final take.