Nephilim and the Nun novel Chapter 11

Quinn:

At the sound of my voice, her heartbeat quickened. From her stance, she looked like she was going to bolt at any minute. To prevent that, I blurred to her front, blocking her path.

A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips when I saw her face. It was the nun from the church. It wouldn't have been easy to recognize her with the way she was dressed if I hadn't scanned her the moment her eyes met mine. 

She was cladded in ripped shorts that could barely cover her ass cheeks and thigh-high boots. Her top was made of net material, revealing her generous boobs that were spilling from a lacy black bra. Her hair which I'd assumed was blonde from the picture I'd seen on her phone, was now midnight black, styled into a bob.

She stood still staring at me with wide eyes, her heart thudding erratically. From the way she looked at me, I could tell she hadn't recognized me.

"Wh-who are you?". She asked in a quivering voice.

In response to her question, I smirked. 

My eyes scanned our environment to make sure no one was watching. Grabbing her arm, I blurred to the alley she emerged from, taking her with me. She was about to scream from fright when I pulled my cap.

On seeing me, she exhaled, raising her hand to her chest in a gesture to calm her racing heart.

"You know, you could have just said you were the guy from the church cell instead of acting like a weirdo and scaring me shitless". She sassed.

"So, nun huh?". I asked with a smirk, arching a brow.

She rolled her eyes at my question.

"Being a nun shouldn't prevent me from having a life".

I wasn't fazed by her response. From the first time I met her, I knew there was something about her. But surprisingly, when I'd scanned her, I found out she was truly a nun.

"It's not every day you see a nun dressed like this". My eyes roamed her entire body, stopping at her boobs before going back to her face.