“About to Sin” is a serial story being published by Erotic Dreams Publishing. Dr. Anand Singh, an out and proud ER doctor, and Father Daniel, a closeted Catholic Priest, meet and it changes both of them. They have to face some heavy decisions—one of them needs to decide if his past will forever wound him and another needs to decide if his future is how he thinks it should be.
This is also my first go at writing a full-length story in first person.
Here’s an excerpt from the first chapter.
Father Daniel took a step closer to me and nodded. "We are only human, Anand. Sometimes we falter and give into temptation. It's part of the trials of faith."
My stomach flipped. If he'd been anyone other than a priest, I would have been certain he was flirting. "Yeah." I glanced at his lips before returning my gaze to his eyes. "Temptation can be a real bitch." Fuck. I just cussed in front of a priest. Correction: I just cussed in front of a priest in the bathroom of a gay bar. This wasn't happening. Fucking surreal.
His green eyes flicked down before settling back onto my blue eyes. "Yes, it can be."
I hiked an eyebrow. He was flirting. He was completely and totally flirting. I stood in the bathroom of a gay bar with a priest on the prowl. My life never ceases to entertain me. I took a chance and hooked my index finger over the waistband of his jeans. "Sometimes a guy might need to go to a place to vent some of that temptation. A place where it'd be safe." I gently tugged and to my surprise, he didn't fight me. "And look for company who'd keep their mouth shut. Something with no strings and no risk of losing their job."
Father Daniel nodded. He put his hand over mine and took a step closer to me. "Something like that, I think, would happen every so often."
I felt his hand shaking. Some of his bravado lacked sincerity. I shifted one of my feet between his. "No job makes us stop being human."
He nodded and slid his hand up my arm. "True."
He squeezed my arm and I nearly whimpered. My heart raced and warmth spread across the bridge of my nose. I brushed my fingers against his cheek and whispered, "Forgive me, Father, for I'm about to sin." I curled my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss.