Preacher Man by Jessa Kane

The town preacher comes to my window every night. It’s not his fault that he’s compelled to watch me through the glass—I’m wicked inside and out. My mother told me so.
There’s an awful fever inside me. It builds and builds, growing worse every time the preacher arrives in the night to watch me. Only he can make me better. So if I’m as much of a temptation as my mother claims, it’s time to find out if she’s right.
My baptism is next week. I’ll be touched by the preacher for the first time. If I have my way, it won’t be the last.