“What are you doing?”

He was standing behind her and she could hear gentle movements, like shifting of cloth. Soft fabric fell across her eyes. She could feel it tighten around her head as he knotted it behind her.

“I don’t understand.” She wasn’t scared, but a bit of apprehension was creeping into her bones.

She could feel him move in front of her. He was standing close and his hand brushed her cheek. “I want to kiss you,” he admitted, his voice both nervous and self¬≠-assured.

“But...” she argued, not sure what to say beyond that single word. She knew she couldn’t. She knew she shouldn’t.

“See no evil,” he murmured.

She didn't understand, but she trembled as he moved towards her.

“It’s not a sin if you don’t know who’s kissing you,” he whispered.

As his lips met hers, her heart raced.

“The sin is not in the kissing,” she countered softly as he pulled away. “The sin is in the wanting.”

Posted/Updated on January 20th, 2019
Originally published on April 29th, 2012

Original Notes 4/29/12: In chat, we were throwing around some stuff to help inspire each other writing-­wise. The prompt "forbidden fruit" came up. This totally sprang to mind and I ran with it.

I'm not really sure who or what this is describing. I have been thinking a lot about my OCs, Maggie and Matthew, and their affair. So perhaps that is what sparked this. Anyhow, this is as raw as it gets, so no hard critique. Though, if you like it, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Today’s Notes: “Thou shall not covet” is one of the more fascinating of the Commandments. To me, at least. At what point do you cross the line? Interesting to ponder.

Word Count: 164