Page 93 of Mountain Heat

Seventeen years older.

And he just bought her virginity…

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“You…” I have to swallow and lick my lips to keep my mouth moving. “You bought me?” I don’t know what else to say.

“I couldn’t let it be anyone else,” he says, his voice low and rough in a way I’ve never heard before. It makes me shiver in a way I don’t quite understand.

Silence hangs heavy between us. Shock roots me to the spot. Heat rushes through me, and I’m not sure why. Is this shame? It doesn’t feel like shame. I can’t catch my breath. I feel like I’m wearing a tight corset despite the fact that I haveverylittle on beneath this coat.

The tension pulsing in the air is like a living thing, wrapping around us. I feel magnetized to him. I take a step back, and I feel the pull, so I step forward. I’m in the room now, the door clicking shut behind me.

I’m alone with Father Thorne in a hotel room. Father Thorne, who just technically bought my virginity.

The one man I’d willingly give it to.