MS Kaye's previous release, Once, introduces readers to a unique church run by Father Thomas who seems to help with the perfect match, even if the two people can't understand it themselves. In Once and Again, we return to Father Thomas' church as he helps another couple find true love.
She was once his secret desire…will she be again?
Father Aiden, an ex-marine and new priest, falls in love with Maylynn, but he struggles to stay away from her. He’s successful for many years, though he can’t keep her out of his dreams.
Then one day she shows up for a pre-marital counselling session with her fiancé, Davis. Aiden soon realizes Davis isn’t who he says he is, but what does that mean for Maylynn, and for himself?
Aiden faced the woman.
The beautiful woman.
He’d never seen beauty like hers.
He focused, tried to see past his attraction. It was a normal part of human nature. He’d suppressed it before—and had gotten to be quite good at it. He’d learned to see only people, not whether or not they were attractive.
“Very impressive,” the woman said.
Only a couple of seconds had passed. It felt like ten minutes.
He tried to look straight at her. She had sleek, black hair, but straighter than his, and her face was angular, precise, and yet feminine and delicate. Her eyes were almond-shaped, large and bright.
Finally, he made himself speak. “It was just a language barrier.” He made himself meet her eyes out of respect. He tried keeping his breathing under control, at least to hide the increase of it from her. He wasn’t used to having to hide from anyone.
She smiled. “I really appreciate your help. I only speak a little Spanish.”
“Sounds as though you have things under control quite well.” He realized his body was reacting in more ways than just his breathing. He hadn’t been hard in so long, hadn’t even thought about what it felt like. He wanted this woman—more than he’d ever wanted anyone.
Please, God, help me get through this.
He wished she would stop smiling. It wasn’t just the beauty of her smile, the perfect rosiness of her lips. It was how it shone through her eyes—honest, unmarred by doubt or conceit. And there was also strength, determination.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“Yes.” His voice was harder than he’d intended. He’d always had that tendency when he was uncomfortable.
Her smile finally started to fade. “Is there anything I can help you with? You don’t look hungry or in need of a place to sleep…”
“No.” Then he added, “I’m looking for—” He stopped.
“I’ll help if I can.”
He hesitated. “No, I don’t think you can. I’m sorry to bother you.” He turned to walk away, to escape. His physical excitement disturbed him—he didn’t trust himself to have any further interaction with this woman.
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