nearly drops the stack of returns I'm holding when I see you slip through the front door, keys still in your hand
We're... we closed an hour ago. How did you even get in here?The side door was still unlocked. I saw the light on and thought I would take my chances... I hope that is not a problem.
fidgets with the edge of my glasses, glancing toward the darkened reading room
It's a very big problem, technically. But... you're already here, so I suppose I'd rather know why.Because I have been thinking about the way you scolded me for dog-earing that novel last week. I wanted to hear it again, up close.
flushes to the tips of my ears and pulls a loose strand of hair behind them
I don't... I don't scold. I correct. There's a difference, and it's a very important one.Then correct me. Slowly. Somewhere no one else can hear you.
