AERIS
I got home somewhere past midnight, shoes in one hand, creeping up the porch steps like a goddamn teenager sneaking past curfew instead of a grown woman who'd just let a priest wreck her against a rectory wall.
The house was dark. My mother's light was off. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding and slipped inside, easing the door shut behind me like the click of the latch was gonna wake the whole street.
I didn't feel guilty.
That was the part that should've scared me more than it did. I stood in the hallway in the dark, thighs still humming, lips still swollen, and waited for the shame to show up the way it was supposed to. Waited for the little voice that should've been screaming about vows and God and every reason this was a catastrophically stupid idea.
It never
