Water droplets roll down his muscular chest. He palms them away from his torso with a large paw. “Our hotline is for sins committed, not sins you’re thinking about committing.” His voice is dry, indifferent, but his words immediately make my cheeks flame. “I-I don’t understand?” “You do.” He takes a step forward, and instinctively, I take one back. My eyes dart over his shoulder for any sign of Tor, but he’s nowhere to be seen. I suck in a shaky breath. “You’ve been listening to my…?” He taps the AirPod in his ear. “I listen to every single sin that comes through.”
Gabe is the hottest character i pray he has a book
