Prologue

Ally POV:

I never would have pictured myself here, right now at this very moment, in these circumstances. I'd done the one thing, that all my life I had been taught specifically not to do. I'd indulged in a man. Not only that I enjoyed it. I enjoyed every second I'd spent with Austin, and I don't feel guilty for it at all.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.

I should feel guilty, remorse, regret. Anything negative for what I felt for that glorious man, but I don't. Because, if I'm being completely honest that fucking terrifies me. I, Ally Dawson, am going against any possible believe my mother has shoved down my throat for the last 18 years. This is the best feeling I have ever experience. Being in love with someone, and they are just as in love with me.

Shit.

Why did I ever have to meet him? Why did he make me feel this way? Why? Why? Why? Nun's shouldn't have doubts, we shouldn't even fall for these temptations with as much ease as I did.

Damn.


Author Note: Okay this was kind of just a taste, to give you a sampler, so you could tell me how you feel. I really really hoped you enjoyed this! review how you feel.

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