Nephilim and the Nun novel Chapter 4

Quinn:

My morning work out session had almost come to an end when the now-familiar footsteps thudded loudly in the basement, announcing her arrival. Without seeing who it was, I was sure it was the woman already. 

My state of idleness had enabled me to recognize the distinct sounds of her footsteps. Completing my last rounds of push-ups, I stood to my feet, awaiting her arrival.

As she'd informed me earlier on, she'd been the one delivering my food for the last week. The food, I'd never touched it but the water, I couldn't ignore. If I was going to survive without food, I needed the water to keep me alive.

Dying from dehydration wasn't on my list.

She strode towards me with a wide smile etched on her face, showcasing her dimples and a paper bag in hand. I couldn't decipher the reason for her smile but I'd already judged it to be bad.

On getting closer to my cell, her eyes that were on my face drifted to my shirtless torso, eyeing my sweaty body. I watched her throat bubbled as she gulped. Her steps faltered, eyes never leaving my naked chest.

She was checking me out.

And yet, she claims to be a nun. I mentally asserted.

"Aren't you sinning by ogling me in such a manner?". I asked when she continued staring at my shirtless torso.

Her eyes immediately moved to my face as she tried to cover her embarrassment with a smirk but her pale skin gave it away. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink that gradually spread over her face.

"Appreciating the Lord's creation isn't a sin". She finally spoke, smiling coyly.

"Of course. Ogling a man shouldn't be considered as a sin by you since this…". I waved a hand at her attire. "Is just an act".

"You know, I shouldn't care so much about the assumptions of a mere prisoner but I do". 

Moving forward, she took out the food container from the paper bag, along with two spoons. She placed the container on the floor close to the bars and placed the two spoons on top.

While she did all this, I watched her intently. Her intentions were clear to me but still, I let her continue.

She also dropped a single bottle of water. Next, she took out a neatly folded cloth from the paper bag. Spreading the cloth close to the bars, she sat on it, crossing her legs.

"Henceforth, we'll be sharing the food". She stamped her words with a smile.

"Is this your new plan of getting me to trust you so you could get on with your original plan later on?". I asked, folding my arms across my torso. I didn't miss the way her eyes drank in the sight of my bulging biceps.

"As I said before, I shouldn't care but I do". When I remained silent, she continued. "But, as much as I'd love to see where your assumptions lead you, I'm not heartless enough to watch you die from malnutrition".

Her act of kindness earned her a smirk with a nod of my head. 

"Your attitude is almost refined". I complimented in a tone dripping with amusement.

Paying no attention to me, she dipped her hand into the pockets of her uniform and brought out a phone.