LET ME TASTE YOU 4

His own phone dinged, we both groan but he reaches for it anyway. Phones dinging or ringing when we were together was never a good sign, and both phones seemed to do just that.

“Shit.”

I sit up, worry washing over me as I watch him carefully, my priest was not one to cuss at all.

“What? What happened?”

“There is this evaluation that happens once in two months, my senior priest and I, meaning, Bernard and I have to leave town, to the regional head quarters for my evaluation, and this adds up to the final score that says if I was graduating or not.”

I blink,

“Evaluation? Like they evaluate your work as a priest in the last two months?”

He sighs,

“Yes, and I haven’t failed it before. I worry about this one.”

“When is it?”

“Tomorrow.” he says wincing.

“Tomorrow? Why so sudden?”

“It is usually impromptu, so we are kept on our toes. And I know Bernard, he is not one to cover up anything. I just hope these past few days won’t have an effect on my score.”

He was getting up from the bed no