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He longed to know her. To know her name. To know her inside and out.
“You could never be in the way,” Declan answered coolly, amazed at how steady his voice was, and how easily the words came to him.
Collecting books is a very different passion from actually reading them.”
I find the company in front of me much more interesting than anything on these shelves.”
The woman in her was pressing her thighs together, trying to remind herself that showing off his library was not a form of foreplay...
“Particularly when new editions are released. I also have a penchant for a variety of covers. In fact, there are at least three dedicated shelves simply to the work of Tolkien. As you said before, there is a hobby for collecting books.”
Oh, for the love of God. “I am never leaving,” she repeated again, still not looking at Declan. She was in love. In love with this library. In love with this space. All she needed was a warm cup of tea, a good blanket, and some fuzzy socks, and she was sold. She was never leaving. “That can be arranged,” Declan murmured, a tease she had to assume, but she wouldn’t argue with it.
“A book can take you somewhere,” she quoted as she tried to pick a place to start. Where could she even start? Was there a proper place? Should she ask him for a tour of the shelves? What was his organization strategy? Did he follow any pattern? “A bookshelf can take you anywhere. A library can take you everywhere.”
Fuck, to be worrying over a woman... a human woman...
My lust for blood, and for the power it gives me, was too much for me to fight. Not when he dared to look at you like that. Not when you were sitting across from me like a deity I longed to worship. It took control of me, forcing me to take his life.”
A vampire had her trapped against a bookshelf, his body pressing against hers, and all she could think was that her underwear were soaked, and she really hoped he took them off her soon.
