Sister Bernadette opened the door to the linens closet, determined to find the perfect tablecloth to go over the handicrafts table for the summer fete. She started looking on the different shelves at brisk pace knowing there was still much to do back outside. She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard another person walk into the closet and saw that it was Dr. Turner. Her heart started to beat a little faster as the undeniable tension between them filled the small closet.
"Hello Sister Bernadette" he said
"Hello Doctor Turner" she replied
He shut the closet door and began to look on the shelves that were at the opposite side of the closet and she continued to look for the tablecloth. Every second that passed it became harder to focus on the task at hand. She couldn't stop thinking about their shared cigarette and the way they looked at each other in the clinic the other day. She was a nun, she wasn't supposed to feel this way about a man, but every moment she spent with him made her like him even more. She finally found the stack of tablecloths and picked up the one on top so she could get away from him. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, but the door stayed shut. She tried wiggling the knob a little harder, but it still didn't budge.
"It won't open" she told Doctor Turner
He put down the towel that he had in his hands and walked over to the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't open for him either.
"Looks like we are locked in" he said
Panic began to fill within her as she knew the temptation she was feeling just became a thousand times harder to avoid. She knew she had to find some way to get out of there before things got out of hand. She started to bang on the door and yelled "Help!". Moments passed and she pressed her ear on the door hoping to hear footsteps, but unfortunately the hall was filled with silence.
"Everyone must be outside" she said
"That seems to be the case" he stated
The closet was overflowing with silence, they were both unsure how to acknowledge what they were feeling.
"Did they find a celebrity judge for the Fete?" Patrick asked
"Yes, Trixie was able to get this actor named Clifford Raines, although I am not sure of the name of the show that he stars in" she answered
"I have never heard of him, but then again I don't watch much television" he said
"How is Timothy doing?" she asked in an attempt to fill the awkward silence
"He is doing well, he is glad to be on summer holiday" he replied
She turned and looked at him, frantically thinking of something else to say to ease the tension in the room. She lost her train of thought when his brown eyes met with hers and once again, like in clinic earlier that week, passion rose up in her. This time though, their faces began to inch closer together, and the next thing she knew, their lips met and he started kissing her. She knew that she should have pulled away, but instead she wrapped her arms against his neck and began to kiss him back, unleashing the fire that was set within her. His hand were around her waist and he repositioned her to where her back was against the shelf with towels on it and their kiss deepened. Time was a lost concept and giddiness overwhelmed her that she had never felt before. Her stomach dropped when she heard the door open and they immediately broke apart from their embrace. She faced the door to find Sister Julienne starring at them with a look of shock plastered on her face.
"Sister Bernadette!"