Drusilla crossed herself as she watched Liam, not even aware of the gesture, or else she might have realised that it was perhaps a little ridiculous. But her heart was beating fast and she wasn't sure what to say. "I don't want any man." It seemed stupid to call him a boy now. The whole thing was just a little surreal. "I don't date."
"I want to-- want to serve the Lord." It sounded strange saying it while looking at him, but Drusilla knew it was a test of her faith, of her conviction. Unfortunately, she felt as if she was failing it. "I'm sorry. I don't want to turn you to sin."
"Oh." Drusilla looked at him and once more the thoughts and images came unbidden. She finally let out a prayer and then turned around, running off as fast as she possibly could, although it seemed as if her steps still didn't go as fast as her heart was beating. How could she outrun something she carried along inside her?
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To actually make someone cross themselves to ward him off was new, but absolutely delightful.
"And again I find myself asking why not?"
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His grin was wide and gleeful, even as he took a step back from her.
"I did that all by myself a long time ago."
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