The Drazen World: Color Me Wicked (Kindle Worlds Novella)

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. How many days since my last confession? Forty-two… I dreamt about man number two … again. His hands. The sound of his voice. The opposite of penance. The epitome of sin. I’d become guilty of cheating — only in my imagination — on a man I hadn't even slept with … yet. And then, there was another man... The good man. Man number one. I couldn't get caught up in his smell, or his beard, his paints, his skin. I’d met him at the shelter. I didn't need to pay attention or speak to him…But I did. Man one had become my salvation. Man two was only temptation. A fig. A poisoned apple. I wouldn't lose God for a snake — a suit who represented the one thing in my life I loved to hate. I wouldn't give up my creed or sobriety for an orgasm. But maybe I could have a swallow … a taste. One drink. I made myself promises I could no longer keep. **