“The only way to have it,” I answer with a wink. “Go grab your shoes.”
He darts off, acting more like a twelve-year-old than I’ve seen since he’s been here.
I take advantage of the few minutes of private time I have with Jersey. Placing my hands on her ass, I pull her toward me. Her soft body molds against mine and she gazes up at me with gorgeous, golden-brown eyes.
“You doing okay?” I ask after I dip down and steal a quick kiss.
“Better than okay.”
“Good.”
“I haven’t thanked you yet for everything you’ve done for Sam and me.”
“I don’t need any thanks.”
She smiles and her eyes sparkle with happiness. “You may not need it, but I still want to say it.”
Rolling to her toes and snaking her arms around my neck, she presses a kiss against my lips. It’s a kiss filled with gratitude and gratefulness. It’s me who’s grateful though. Grateful this beautiful woman was brought into my life.
“Thank you for being there and helping us,” she says once she pulls away. “And thank you for letting us stay here with you. You’re giving Sam a real home by letting him stay here, which is something I can’t offer him right now. But I’m hoping to one day. And thanks to you, I have a job interview with your sister next week.”
A couple of weeks ago, at one of our family dinners, Penelope mentioned one of the secretaries at her office was taking maternity leave soon, so she’d be in the market for a new one. I called her a couple of days ago and mentioned Jersey. Apparently, Jersey did secretarial work for a realtor in Willowbrook before she found out what was going on with Sam. She said her job was still there if she wanted it, but she wants to stay closer to Sam. The lease on her apartment is up in a month and she has no plans to renew it.
Jersey tucks her hands against my chest and peers up at me. “As soon as I can, I plan to get a place of my own nearby. The social worker said the longer I have a steady job and a safe place for Sam, the better it’ll look for when I try to go for custody of him. Taking on a kid is a big responsibility for you, and you have no idea how much it means to me that you want to take that on, but I can’t ask you to do it for longer than necessary. I plan to do whatever it takes to take that weight off you as soon as I can.”
“There’s only one thing you just said that I agree with.”
Her brows dip in confusion. “What?”
Sliding my hands up her back and her neck, I cup both of her cheeks. “Getting custody of Sam is a good idea, and I have no doubt you can do it. But, baby, you aren’t going anywhere.” I smile as her confusion grows. “You and Sam are staying right here with me. I found you, Jersey, and I’ve decided I’m not letting you go.”
Her frown melts into a smile. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. And this gratitude you speak of?” I grin. “You can properly thank me later tonight.”
Her giggle fills the room, and the sound goes straight to my dick.
Her eyes take on a seductive look, and she runs her tongue along her bottom lip. Tipping her head to the side, she regards me through her eyelashes. “Why, Father Adair. You wouldn’t be trying to seduce me, would you?”
I press my lengthening cock against her. “I don’t need to seduce someone who’s already mine. And that’s what you are, Jersey. You’re mine.”
“So long as you’re my naughty priest,” she counters with a coy look.
I’ll be her naughty priest. I’ll be anything she wants me to be.
“Always.”
Her expression softens. “Always,” she repeats. “I can live with that.”
Epilogue
WESLEY
Yanking off my tie as I ascend the stairs, I start working on the buttons of my dress shirt next. The door to the bedroom Jersey and I share is left open only a couple of inches. A smile tugs up my lips as my cock hardens the closer I get. Anticipation mixes with arousal when I think about what’s on the other side of that door.
Jersey sent me a text message an hour ago.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.