She was a nun, a woman of God. As if sensing his gaze, the woman turned around, a small smile playing on her lips. "Is something on your mind, Leon?" she asked gently, her voice soft and soothing. Leon opened his mouth to speak, but the words caught in his throat. He forced himself to look away from her, back at the altar, as he tried to find the words to explain what was going on inside him. He wanted her, yes, but it was more than that. She was everything he wanted to feel.