Chapter 15
Chloe
I was still wobbly when I got back to my apartment. Collapsing on the threadbare couch with the lumpy springs, I wondered how I’d gotten mixed up with a priest.
Sure, he was sexy as hell, and since he wasn’t Catholic he hadn’t taken a vow of celibacy, but still—talk about a dead-end relationship.
And where had he come up with the idea of marriage? Was he just going to marry every woman he felt like f*****g? That seemed like a Looney Tunes way to date.
Had he been married before? Could priests get divorced? Probably not, but he sure knew his way around a woman’s body. That had surprised me.
I’d taken the night off, and after I took a nap I met Pepper for dinner at her parent’s new fusion restaurant.
After we took the first sips of our cocktails, I burst out, “So you
