Soon enough, Gemma and I made our way to the field and over to Teresa's favorite studying spot. The air felt tepid, except for the occasional breeze that washed across my face ever so often. I spotted Teresa from a distance, with her usual black dress and a white veil hiding her hair,a few curly strands framing her face as she buried her nose inside a huge black book.
There were two other people seated at her table and I felt it a bit crowded. I'd only pictured me , Teresa and Gemma. I was only able to handle them but two other uncalled for strangers proved too much. My mood soured for a second before it was replaced with a look of mesmerization.
Teresa's presence made my pulse rise, blood coursing through my veins with expected excitement. From a far,she resembled a dark alluring maid but up close through the lense of my eyes, she looked unhuman, beautiful and rare.
Her gaze rose from her book and immediately fell on my approaching frame. She awarded me a smile that couldn't be hidden even if she tried. I smiled back,my heart racing against my chest.
" What a pleasant surprise!" She complimented ." I didn't think you'd show up here today."
" You have to stop doubting me , Sister," I sent her a wink before settling down beside her, our knees grazing against each other, and despite her wearing the longest dress there was , the feeling was electric. Gemma sat directly opposite me , shooting cheeky glances at us.
The two added guests, one boy and girl, seemed confused by my presence around the table . Their raised eyebrows, an inquisitive look imprinted on their faces was a perfect give away sign.
Teresa didn't bother to introduce me to them as she flipped tentatively through the pages of her Bible . I sat, hands clasped ahead as I watched her skimming through various texts that she'd highlighted in purple before settling for one. Gemma pulled out from her satchel, a pocket sized bible and begun flipping through as well.
" You didn't bring a bible with you?" The boy surprised me with the question, directed towards me of course. I almost retorted with an offensive remark but settle for a casual shrug before turning to face Teresa .
" I'll share with Teresa," she narrowed her eyes before her lips curled upwards in a small smile. " you don't mind,do you?"
" I distinctly remember giving you my bible that one time," she spoke in a quiet tone.
" Must've escaped my mind," I pretended to think back to it. I wasn't planning on showing up to this anyway, I just needed an excuse to be next to her and an even pathetic reason to fuck Gemma afterwards, as a remedy.
" I'm glad to know that my gift of a bible doesn't mean much to you," she feigned offense as she shielded the page from my field of vision.
" Oh come on," I tried my sweet talking and nudged her to let me have a peak at the page. " don't be like that. I promise I'll bring it next time ."
" So there's a next time?" Smirked Teresa, easening up as she let go of the bible, the right side of the cover falling down to ushering the page and text to my view.
" Of course," I replied, as I watched her nod proudly.
" You've changed so much, I wonder what's the catch," She pushed the bible closer to me and I tried to read between the words she'd said to me.
" There's no catch," I assured but she didn't seem to agree as she loudly cleared her throat, drawing attention to herself.
The session was quiet uneventful, between Gemma sending sneaky glances at me and Teresa avoiding my eyes throughout the entire ordeal. Soon enough the bible study session ended and the two guests left. Gemma announced her exit and asked if I needed a ride. I knew she had a few naughty ideas after the session, her excuse of detoxing me from Teresa's and I sexual tension.
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