Saturday afternoon, Cody walked up the brick walkway to the church and plunked down in a pew, notepad and pencil in hand. He appropriated a pew Bible and started leafing through the Old Testament.
Newlywed or not, there will be a sermon to preach tomorrow, and it"s the last Sunday in Advent. He wasn"t ready. For the moment at least, working at home was proving impossible. He"d tried, but listening to Kristina bustle around—rearranging his pots and pans, tidying the house, humming all the while—had proved far too distracting.
Newlywed or not, there will be a sermon to preach tomorrow, and it"s the last Sunday in Advent.His mind remained bathed in images of her naked body, spread out in bed while he touched and tasted her. He could still hear the soft noises she"d made when he finally got
