Seducing My Fiance's Uncle
, I whispered, and just like that, his name, his soul, and his presence consumed me.
I cleared my throat. “I can sneak you out if you want; I can see you are not comfortable."
He choked on air. “Do I not look comfortable?”
I shrugged. “The church offers a kind of solace for everybody. Everyone wants to go to church and be happy, but all you have done throughout the service is look at the priest; you did not even take a glance at the church, and your skin has been white. Occasionally you would itch the back of your neck, but it would be quick, so quick that if you don't pay attention, you would not know," I blurted out.