“Is it okay for you to be in here cavorting with the enemy?” His lips twitch with a smile. “I didn’t know bookstores had rivalries.” “Oh, yeah.” Ruby nods along. “We throw down once a year. Who can stack the most books or make the best window display.” Flynn’s chest shakes with a silent laugh. “You are not helping,” I tell her. “Sorry. I thought we were being nice to our customer.” “He isn’t a customer.” “I might be.” He takes off, heading farther into the store like he’s browsing.
