“For both of them, this was the first time they had felt safe since Cairo. Surrounded by the church, with the war far behind and the world ahead, they felt invincible. For now, all they had to worry about was the moment, and they could enjoy the company of the other with nothing to worry about. For Sahle, this was the first silence he had been comfortable in. A perfect silence.
Sahle looked into her remaining eye, its depth and feeling making up for the one that had been lost. And in it, he felt inspired.
“Let’s fuck.” he said.
Aaliyah blushed. “Right now?” she asked. Her voice became a whisper and she leaned in closer. “In a church. In this church?”
“Yah.” Sahle replied. “A place is a place, and holy people have been to more placed then where they were born. Imagine all the people who fucked in Jesus’s house?””
I love the people I write with,