Zayn’s Sin by CS Joyce

“Bless me Father, for I’m about to sin…”
When a bodyguard and a Catholic priest fall in love, is it destiny or the Devil at work?
Zayn
From the moment I laid eyes on Carlos Lopez, I was his. Completely and utterly his. If only I’d known then that Carlos would crawl under my skin, sink into my heart, and tether himself to my soul forever maybe…maybe I wouldn’t have allowed myself to fall in love with a Catholic priest.
It’s a sin. The devil at work. And yet…I can’t stay away from him.
Forgive me Father, for I’m about to sin.
Carlos
From the moment I laid eyes on Zayn Brewer, I was in trouble. Serious, life-altering trouble. The second our eyes met I knew it was destiny.
Now I’m questioning if it really was destiny or the work of the Devil.
I never should have let myself be tempted. Never should have allowed myself to feel these things. Not when it meant I had to keep a secret.
But Zayn is the most tempting thing I’ve ever known.
Forgive me God, for I’m about to give in.