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[withmeinparadise]

[ Sam squeezes her hand and lets go, reaching up to push his hair back from his face. ]

I know.

[ He doesn't, as it happens, and he doesn't want her to feel that coming though his palm--but he's been looking down at her, so maybe his hair needs to be pushed back, too. It's the best cover he's got at hand, anyway. ]

When I'm ready to go to confession, I'll call you up.

[ A super trustworthy statement, considering that she's experienced the cognitive dissonance of what he says and what he feels, but maybe he's telling her the truth.

Maybe. ]

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[It doesn't feel entirely truthful, but she's not sure. Whether it is or not, it doesn't feel right to argue, so she just lets him pull away.]

What, am I supposed to give you a bunch of Hail Marys or something?

[withmeinparadise]

Not a bad idea.

[ Though the teasing grin he flashes her is a little too wolfish for Hail Marys. ]

You wanna assign me penance for my sins, be my guest.

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[She scoffs, swatting at his shoulder.]

Weren't you raised by nuns or something?

[withmeinparadise]

Until they kicked me out.

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So, what, now you have a prayer kink?

[withmeinparadise]

A what?

[ He bursts out laughing. ]

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[That gets another nudge, harder this time.]

You know, like, girls in sexy nun outfits or whatever.

[withmeinparadise]

God, no.

[ Though, maybe? Goddamn, he's glad he's not still holding her hand. ]

I do not have a "prayer kink."

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[She grins, and there's a wicked edge to it.]

Lying is totally a sin, Sam.

[withmeinparadise]

What is that, sixth commandment? Eighth?

[ See, who wouldn't be half in love with a girl who smiles like that? ]

What're you gonna do about it?

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I don't know. I've never been to church in my life.

[withmeinparadise]

--Really?

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Nope. I'm a heathen.

[withmeinparadise]

Shocked I can even touch you without my hands burning up. [ Clearly teasing. ] You got off easy, Ky.

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Did I? Don't you get wine?

[withmeinparadise]

Not enough.

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You guys have those fucking wild exorcisms, too.

[withmeinparadise]

Father Duffy never did any of those. Thought he was going to pop a blood vessel the time I drank all the Communion wine, though.

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Did it make you holier?

[withmeinparadise]

Not according to Sister Catherine.

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[She laughs, rolling her eyes.]

Were you ever, like, one of those altar boys?

[withmeinparadise]

Funny thing--you screw up enough times, they stop putting your name in the rotation.

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Wow, what a tragedy. I feel so sorry for you.

[withmeinparadise]

Eh, I got kicked out a couple years later. Happy ending.

[ You know, as long as you assume that a fifteen-year-old without anywhere to go is a happy ending. It's fine, it's a good story. ]