The Echo of Old Books

by Barbara Davis

He held up a copy of her newsletter. “The Care & Feeding of Old Books. Clever title. Your idea?” Ashlyn frowned, perturbed by what felt like a deliberate brush-off. “Yes. Thank you. But I’m afraid—” “Good photo of you too.” “Thanks, but as I said, we’re closed. We’ll be open again at nine tomorrow if you’re looking for something special.” The man returned the newsletter to its slot on the rack, pushed his hands into his pockets, and ran his eyes around the shop. He was younger than she’d first thought. A little uncomfortable in his skin but good-looking in a damp, uncombed way. She forced a smile and tried again. “If you’re looking for something specific, a particular title or author, I’d be happy to take your name and number and give you a call tomorrow.” He eyed her blandly. “You already have my number. We spoke a few days ago. I’m Ethan Hillard. I wasn’t sure what time you closed, but I took a chance. I was wondering if it would be possible to see the books.” Ashlyn blinked at him, more than a little surprised. When they spoke on the phone, he hadn’t seemed the least bit interested. “See them?” “All right, read them.” His sudden change of heart set off alarm bells.

oh so this is now a romance!