Her eyes land on the church. “Confessing is great and all, but uh… I thought that, while we’re here…perhaps I could atone for my sins again.” “Perhaps you could. How do you plan on doing that?” She matches my indifference. “With a little help from you.” Jesus Christ and all his fucking Disciples. My eyes damn near roll back in my head at her confidence. It’s the hottest trait I’ve ever seen in a woman, especially when it’s so unexpected.
