Page 159 of Indulge
She nods, sliding her hand into mine. “Always.”
The drive is quiet. But there’s tension running underneath it, the kind that hums like a live wire between us.
When I park outside the church, she raises a brow. “Are you making me confess all my naughty sins? Or are we playing out a priest kink?”
I grin. “No and no.”
She pouts. “So, why are we at church… on a Wednesday?”
God, I love how her mind jumps from curiosity to chaos in three seconds flat.
“Oh, have you got a mask, and you’re going to chase me through the graveyard when it gets dark?”
I can’t stop the smirk. “No. But we can add that to a list for another day.”
She grins. “I gotta get you to read some of my books, Irish. You’ll learn some new tricks.”
I trail a finger along her thigh, just enough to make her shiver. “Maybe we can go book shopping tomorrow. Put my muscles to good use?”
“Tomorrow morning? I’m going out with Lily in the afternoon.”
“It’s a date.” I wink.
She laughs, but her eyes are curious now, following me as I step out of the car and gesture for her to join me.
“Alright, Irish. What’s going on?”
“Come on, Princess. You’ll see.”
Inside, the church smells like old wood and candle wax. Bella’s eyes sweep over the pews, the altar, the colored light streaming through stained glass. I entwine my fingers through hers.
“If you start chanting in Latin, I’m leaving,” she warns.
I smirk. “Relax. I only know the inappropriate bits.”
Her laugh breaks through the silence, and something in my chest eases. I live for that sound.
She crosses her arms. “You gonna tell me why we’re here, or am I supposed to guess?”
I take her hand, leading her toward the front pew.
“Because this is where it’s going to happen.”
She blinks. “What’s going to happen?”
“Our wedding.”
Her mouth drops open. “You’re joking.”
I shake my head. “Dead serious. I’ve had this place picked out since the day I met you.”
She tilts her head, that teasing glint in her eyes. “Since the day you met me? When I was getting it on with another woman?”
“Exactly,” I say with a grin. “Romantic beginnings.”
God. That was hot.
She laughs, shaking her head. “You’re unbelievable.”
