It’s okay, you get a pass for being human.

You’re observant.

It’s my specialty.

hair, biting my lip nervously.)

to read it yet. (I said my eyes shinning bright as we locked eyes, the thickness in my throat returns threatening to choke me, why was he giving me the fuck me eyes!? Or was I crazy? The latter, definitely, the latter. It had to be.) Or I can find you something else. (I tucked my hair behind my ~

you don’t know anything about. Be cordial, sell the book and hush. (I enjoyed my pep-talks, they always grounded me. I took a deep breath and exhaled before heading back out to him.) I held it out, this is a great read. One of the most recommended right now. Personally I’ve not had the chance ~

faint feeling of his presence surrounding me. Suffocating my essence while lulling me into a seductive flow. A low moan escapes me as I finally wrap my delicate fingers around the binding and pulled it down. I fixed my clothes, trying to count to ten.) Get it together, Lila. He’s just some man ~

give me a moment! (I turned on my heel and went to the stacks to find it. I walked through each row and finally landed in the very back, reaching on my top toes. Fuck, why did I have these tall ass shelves? Definitely ordering smaller ones. I told myself. The thoughts of him enter my mind, the ~

options when it came to adventure and eroticism. Why was it so easy to have him make me feel uncomfortably wet and something about him not knowing, made it more fun for me.) I do believe I have the right book that has both. A court of Thorns & Roses by Sarah Maas. I just got those recently too—

(I felt his eyes bore into me, if not careful they would set me ablaze. I tried to think straight but my brain only keeps freezing up when it comes to suggesting the genre’s he’s asking for. Adventure & Erotic? Great. I licked my lips and shifted my focus to my computer screen. There were several ~

already too hot and bothered.) So what brought you by, Dimitri? Anything I can help you with finding, any, historical or cultural options?

brushing one another as our eyes met, I was pretty certain my cheeks were flush.) Ah, yes. Well, these um—ladies and their secret fantasies. (I laughed uncomfortably shifting to place it down and headed back toward the register to give us a little distance. He was too fucking close and I was ~

(I swallowed thickly as his lips began to move, reading off each syllable and if all played out slow motion in front of me. My god, the way his lips moved and the way my body responded to the subtly has me feeling faint. I brace myself on the edge of the table and took the book, our fingers ~

(I set it down, fumbling the book and it falls by my feet. I closed my eyes right and cursed myself for being awkward and uncomfortable around male suitors. What was I thinking? He’s not interested in me. I open my eyes.) I’m not, it’s what customers requested. Thank you very much. (I fold my arms.)

The uh-book cover of this bloody — (picks up the cover of Fifty Shades of Grey and flushed, realizing the implication.) Well— that’s not what you think— oh my.