In Love With My Pastor

Episode 11

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He moved my head from his shoulder and stare at me for a while then smiled. I wonder what’s making him to smile. Like you could read my mind he said “you must be wondering why I’m smiling”

PAPA: It’s common with woman to feel this way, when they are with men. But in your case I can’t tell what is it you want.

SAM: I don’t understand daddy.

He looked at me and smiled again.

PAPA: My daughter, I don’t understand myself, is it that you don’t like it here or you don’t like the fact you are here with me?

This man is confusing me, I could swear that was not what he wanted to say? Why is he doing like this na.

SAM: Daddy, I like being around you, but I miss home (I lied) I want fresh air, different from the one here.

I don’t know what is with him and my eyes, he looked into my eyes like he was looking for something inside.

PAPA: Ok, when would you like to go so I could make arrangement for someone else to come?

SAM: Tomorrow sir, I will like to go back tomorrow. “What” he almost yell.

PAPA: Tomorrow is too close, please pick another day.

I thought for some time before I said ok “by Friday” he looked at me again before he said “is there something you are not telling me sam”? I wonder what his expecting me to say? I stood up and turn my back on him (tear was already fight it way down my cheeks again) I felt like telling him the truth, that I love him, but no I don’t make the first move, they always do and him not making the move makes me love him the more. I felt someone touched my shoulder I turn it was papa’s hand, when he saw the tears on my face, I quickly wiped it away but another flow down, I tried to say something but he just did “ssssh placing his index finger on my lips. Then he hugged me this time my chest faced his. “Say no more daughter” he said like a whisper. We were in that position for God know how long, I got tired of standing and my mind has started wishing naughty things like me kissing him, or even pressing it butt. So I quickly disengage myself from the hug. He smiled again. He held my hand and took me to the coach again. “Friday that you really want to leave” he asked me. I just nodded. I meant it, loving isn’t a sin but loving someone who is married is a sin, I won’t commit that sin if I don’t leave. So on Friday I will be leaving I thought inwardly. We sat for some time without saying anything to each other then I remembered he ate around 5 or so.