No Offense (Little Bridge Island, #2)

by Meg Cabot

“Sure, no problem.” Elijah didn’t seem to be paying attention. “Wow, Miss Molly, does that kind of thing happen to you a lot?” “What kind of thing?” Molly was busy scrolling through her phone for John’s number, which she’d thankfully added to her contacts list the first day she’d met him and he’d given her his card. “People like that guy,” Elijah said, “being so rude.” “All the time.” Molly found John’s number and began writing him a text. Elijah shook his head in disgust. “Why do you put up with it?” She glanced at him in surprise. “Because, Elijah, this is my dream job. I love it. I’m a librarian.”