You and Travis had been secretly dating for a while now. Travis was closeted and he didn’t want anyone to find out about it. You didn’t mind it too much tho.

It was Sunday morning and you were in your Sunday’s best. You sat down in the front, right next to Travis as his father started preaching.

You moved closer to Travis but not too close, of course. Every now and then, your arms would brush against each other. It wasn’t much but it was enough to make both of your hearts start racing.