CHAPTER FIVE.

~~~~~~~Ayita~~~~~~~~

After I entered his office that day, I was thinking I was going to see an old looking priest but I was stunned to see a young looking man in front of me and he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He had the brightest smile and the prettiest eyes, his long wavy hair gave off an aura of a greek god.

The minute I set my eyes on him, I felt a kind of sensation surge through my body but he was a priest and thoughts like that were considered as sinful.

Even after hugging him after mass, I still felt that sensation in my body and when I sat beside him in his car. His scent, his smile, his eyes. Everything was just so perfect when it comes to zayn.

Now I am seated in his office with a cup of coffee in my hand but all my attention was on him. It was very difficult not to get so excited just being in his presence. The feeling surging Inside of me was just overwhelming and I had to keep it in check. Lusting over a priest was the greatest sin to me and I was just here for my therapy session with him and nothing more.

“I hope you are enjoying the coffee?” His voice filtered into my ears and I gave him a light nod and smile. The coffee was actually magnificent and I think I wanted more of the maker of the coffee than the coffee itself.

“The coffee is actually nice, I haven’t tasted something like this before. You are a great coffee maker”

His lips curved up into a smile and I felt myself gulping at how “delicious” he looks. How could someone be so beautiful without any effort?

“I am glad you like it” zany’s voice was like music to my ears and i wanted to keep listening to it but a random phone call interrupted us and I could see him frown when he pressed the receive button.

“What?” Zayn’s voice held no iota of emotion and I was wondering who he was talking to. He always looked cheerful to me so it must be someone disturbing him.

After the person from the other end talked, he pressed the end button and placed the phone on the table separating us and he felt him clench his jaw.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

“Yes I am” he gave me a fake smile, “just some random call”

“You shouldn’t let that affect the beautiful smile on your face then”

The look on his face went from anger to happiness and that beautiful smile crept up on his face again.

“Why don’t we take a walk? You will feel better after that”

“Sure”

We both walked out of the room and into the beautiful garden behind the church. It was filled with a lot of flowers and even a little pool in the middle. It was the most beautiful garden I have ever seen but another beautiful garden was standing beside me.

“The garden is so beautiful”

Zayn gave me a smile, “ I am a lover of nature so I make sure to have every single flower nature have to offer in my garden “

I was stunned, “this is your garden?”

“Yeah”

What more would I find out about him? His garden was just as beautiful as him but he looked more delicious.

We both walked in silence for a while until we got to a place that had a little waterfall and it took my breath away.

Zayn noticed the glint in my eyes and he couldn’t help but smile,

“You seem to have fallen in love with my garden”

“Who wouldn’t?”

I was still lost in the splendor of the moment when I felt a hand snake around my waist and he yanked me closer. Our faces were inches away and I could feel his breath on my face, he smelt of cedar and Roman chamomile which had a soothing effect while his blue eyes looked like they were boring a hole into my soul.

“What are you doing? I asked him.

“Shhhh” he shushed me, “please don’t say anything flower”

Flower? The way the name rolled out of his mouth made a kind of electric surge in my body. It felt so real yet so fake. Being In his arms like this was something I had imagined but not so soon. Should I say not ever because he is a priest and this was a sin, a sin I was getting ready to commit with him.

Still in my reverie of thought, I felt his lips clash onto mine and my eyes opened wide in horror. I should have pushed him off but the kiss had a tingling sensation and I wanted more.

Zayn drew me closer and deepened the kiss, none of us wanted to stop it until I became conscious of my surroundings and I gently pushed him off. His eyes had that dreamy look and I could see a little pout on his mouth.

“I am sorry” he gently said, “I didn’t mean to do that” his eyes were still staring at my lips as he talked and something in me wanted to snatch him closer and claim his lips again.

At that moment I was overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do or say, turning on my heel I walked away briskly.

*****

My mum and Asher were both in the living room. While Asher was engrossed in the cartoon he was watching,my mum was knitting a sweater for him. The moment my eyes fell on my son I immediately felt guilty. Not only did I snatch his dad from him at a young age, I had a one night stand with some random stranger and now I was kissing a priest. What the hell was wrong with me? I was leading that poor priest to sin and it wasn't right but how can I stop myself when I can’t even think straight in front of him?

“Mama” Asher screamed and ran into my embrace. A smile plastered on my face, I picked up my son.

“What’s up big guy?”

Asher wound his hand around my neck and gave me a kiss on my cheek which made my heart swell in joy. The kind of bond I shared with my son was exceptional, he was my source of inspiration and strength. I loved him with all of my being.

“He has been asking about you” my mum said from where she was seated, her eyes still glued on the sweater she was knitting.

“You missed mummy?”

“Of course” Asher squealed, “I missed you so much”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, wasn’t he the best of the best?

“Mummy will go have a shower and be back okay? We will have a bowl of ice cream together”

“Yeyyyyy” he threw his hands in the air happily while I dropped him.

“I will just be back mum”

After talking, I went upstairs to my room. I was trying to push the thoughts of zayn to the back of my head but the more I tried,the more it lingered. The way he held my waist and kissed my lips, the way he stared deep into my eyes.

“Fuck” I muttered to myself as I slumped on my bed.

My musing was interrupted with the ringing of my phone and when I saw the caller ID, I unknowingly bit my lip…zayn.

“Hello” I pressed the phone against my ear.

“Hey” his voice was a bit calm and funny how I was getting turned on by it, “are you home already?”

“Yes” I bit my lips again and rolled on the bed. The insides of my stomach churned.

“Okay” he then kept quiet, i could hear him sigh for what seemed like the hundredth time.

“I am sorry about earlier” zayn finally said, “I knew it was stupid on my side to do that and I am sorry”

“It’s okay, i have long forgotten about it”

Forgotten about it? Fuck, I could still taste his lips in mine.

“Will you be coming over tomorrow?”

“No, tomorrow is Monday and I don’t get off work until later”

“Work?”

“Yeah, I own a lingerie line”

I bit my lips again, what would he think about my lingerie line now? I shouldn’t have said that.

“Oh” zayn sounded disappointed, “we will keep in touch then”

Before I could say anything, he ended the call.

“Ahhhh” I screamed into my pillow, why the hell was I feeling like this? And for a priest?

“Ayita, get a hold on yourself okay?”

I plodded into the bathroom to have a soothing bath, maybe that would help but unluckily I could still feel his hands around my waist and his lips against mine, it was a lingering feeling.