FATHER PLEASE,

LOOK AT ME 1;

First thing you need to do before embarking on a challenge as tough as trying to bed your priest, is to gather information, find out as much as you can about him, I’m not trying to hop into a stranger's bed, what do you think I am? Anyway, discretion cannot be overemphasized.

Which is why I’m here this Monday morning, bright and early, even earlier than Aunt Cheryl who invited me here in the first place.

“You are here early.”

The owner of the chirpy voice is a girl who looked my age but was in a habit. Halloween maybe? Nope, too far away for that.

“And you’re even earlier, isn’t it too soon to be pulling out Halloween costumes?”

The girl laughs and it sounds like harps playing, I swear to you.

“Don't you think wearing my uniform for Halloween would be missing the point?”

My brows jump into my hair. I never thought...

“My aunt would be mad at me if I wasn’t early.”

She nods knowingly, the smile never leaving her face.

“Sister Cheryl is almost obsessive about being on time. Why don’t you come in and sit? It is warmer inside.”

I hide my shudder, I deliberately stood outside the church, we had no business in there today, we were visiting the only prison in the town, and I had hoped I would see Father Aryan there.

He had visited my dream last night, I can vividly remember how his head dipped at the side of my neck, and the way I threw my head back as his teeth grazed my skin.

“Melanie??”

I blink, the young nun was waving her hand in my face, there was a reason I didn’t like nuns.

“I’m fine st..” I start to say, then I remember I’m here to collect information, and what better place to start than with a nun around my age?

I push back against the wall I had been resting on.

“Warm would be nice, sister..?”

She gives me her bright smile,

“Mabel Clarkson. Please, call me Mabel.”

I follow her into the church, falling into step behind her.

“Nice name, nicer teeth. I’m Melanie Rose Patterson. Is everyone from yesterday going to be in attendance today?”

She bends to collect a stray toy a kid left behind yesterday.

“It's a volunteer thing, only those who wish to be there will be. Although I’m certain our members will all be in attendance.” She chuckles as if it were funny.

“Will all the nuns be there?”

“it is volunteering, what sister wouldn't love that?”

I had hoped Hannah wouldn’t love it.

“Nice, I didn’t get the chance to introduce myself to everyone yesterday. Will the priests be in attendance?”

She sighs wistfully.

“Father Bernard wouldn’t be in town for a while. But Father Aryan will be there.”

My heart leaped at that. I kept following her as she arranged the furniture.

“You sound like you are close to them, the priests.” I say, trying to play it cool, when my palms were sweating and my insides were swishing around.

She gives her harpy laugh.

“We are a family here, of course I’m close to them.”

I ignore the negative feelings I got from the word family.

“Can you tell me what they are like?”

She pauses her arranging and turns to me, an understanding smile on her face.

“You get nervous around priests too?”

What the heck? Where did that come from? Was I supposed to go along with her assumption?

She placed a hand on my shoulder, making my decision for me. I flash her a smile that should say, haha, you caught me.

“I used to be nervous around priests as well. Like you.”

Not so much as afraid as craving. I’m craving a certain priest. I bet he smells heavenly. Ha! You better get that joke.

“That was way before I joined the convent. After I joined, I discovered as much as they were intimidating, they were what they were at the end of the day, humans. Underneath the cassock, it was just flesh.” She beams at me.

I wanted to know what was underneath the cassock, I wanted to feel it. He filled out his entire cassock, he looked hard and I was desperate to run my palm across that.

My mouth ran dry just thinking of it, it was almost impossible not to moan in pleasure whilst thinking of his chest. I was definitely going to be thinking about it throughout today. Maybe I could even get to do it today.

“Melly?”

My head snaps on its own accord to the voice, not because it was familiar, but because only one person called me that.

“What did you call me?”

“Melly. Why?” Danny says as she walked into the church.

“Danny, it’s so good to see you again.” Mabel says.

Danny snorts.

“We just saw each other naked.”

“What?” I blurt.

Mabel blushes,

“She is talking about the bathroom. We have a communal bathroom. And Danny I told you not to say it like that.”

Danny snorts.

“Why did you call me that?”

“I don’t know, i think Melanie Rose is a mouthful.”

I swallow my hurt and hope it isn’t reflecting in my eyes.

“Well don’t. Melanie is fine.”

Danny again, snorts.

“Can I leave you two to arranging the auditorium? I need to pack a few things we will need.”

“Sure, anything for someone with perfect nipples.”

Mabel blushes even harder as she pretends not to have heard her communal bath bestie and scurried away.

“You are hitting on a nun. You realize you are never going to get anywhere with that right?”

Danny snorts.

“Says someone looking for information on our priest.”

I freeze. I was failing at this clean sheet thing I was trying to do.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve been here a while. I basically followed Mabel. I heard everything, you might have fooled Mabel but you can’t fool me.”

I groan.

“Why can’t I fool you?”

“Because we both want the same thing. To sleep with people of the cloth.”

I narrow my eyes at her.

“You are suspicious.”

“And you are too desperate.”

Granted. Patience wasn’t my strongest suit. But if only you saw what I saw, the was cute and sexy at the same time. Thinking about him got me all excited again.

“I deny nor confirm nothing.” I say as I walk away from her.

“You’ll need me, you’ll need information. I suggest you come right back.”

She was right, but I could get information off the internet and buddying up with the nuns.

“He has no online presence, and how many questions do you think you can ask the nuns before they get suspicious?”

Dang it. She was good.

“What do you need me for any way?”

She smirks,

“I’ll let you know when I do. But first, I have some information that you’ll be grateful for.”

It’s hard to feign interest now, so I go to her, back to where I stood before.

“What?”

“Aren’t you tired of staying in the hotel?”

I frown. What was she talking about?

“I’m saying your priest has an apartment for rent, wouldn’t you like to be his tenant?”