Chapter 2
Macy
I look from side to side observing the now empty space I call my second home. I see that we’re alone now which is typical this time of night as I close down the place.
Crap.
I shouldn’t have even said anything, but my excitement got the best of me.
So why am I actually considering it?
I look back into the handsome man’s eyes, which is something I usually try to avoid, and see a much different person than I expected.
This man is no stranger to this place. He’s been a fixture here since I got this job six months ago. He must really be into books because he used to come once or twice a week, but the past couple months it’s been more like three or four times a week. I mean I love books and the library too, hence why I got this job straight out of college, but that seems a little extreme. Not to mention this man does not look like the typical book nerd.
What’s his game? To comes here and pick up on women.
As much as I’ve tried, there’s no way to miss the man. He could be described as nothing less than a God, and I’m sure he gets all the ladies. He’s tried plenty of times to flash me those pearly whites, or start a more than friendly conversation at checkout, but someone like him is the last thing I need. I have no times for games and I’m sure he is all about them. Nope. I will definitely not be another number on his list.
Those eyes though...
Those green meadows are captivating me…putting me in a trance and I feel the word “yes” bubbling up.
As I decide how to proceed with this conversation, I try not to let my eyes drift down and further notice his physique as he stands smiling in front of me, propped on the counter.
Oh God, my eyes drifted down and now butterflies are filling my stomach. He’s tall with broad muscular shoulders, and his chest taperes down to a trim waste. I know this because his button up shirt is perfectly tailored to his body.
He begins to speak and I realize I’ve been stuck in thought…silent for way too long.
Dear Lord that must have been awkward.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked,” his hands lift in an apology and I bite my lip.
I’m pulled harshly back into reality, “No,” I look down and fidget a little, “No…I shouldn’t have even said anything honestly. I could get in big trouble for taking anyone down there.”
“Well I certainly wouldn’t want that,” his voice is kind and sexy and I can’t help my eyes from drifting up and meeting his again.
His endearment is catching me off guard. I’ve spent months avoiding this man that was surely an egotistical player and yet in the past few minutes, he has seemed to show many anything but that.
Those eyes again…
They feel…kind.
Ugh.
My mouth opens with full intention of telling him no, but he speaks up before I can, “hey, no worries,” he backs away a bit and the void catches me off guard, making me realize I actually don’t want him to leave.
“Okay,” I whisper with a slight grin and then I wipe it away quickly, “but only for a minute. I need to lock up and I really shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Really?” His pitch raises, “Oh man! You won’t regret this. I’ll repay you I swear! Dinner, Cleaning, community work…whatever you want,” he leans over the counter, flexing his enormous arms, as I unlock a drawer and get a large key ring out of it with way too many jingling keys.
I let out a little chuckle, “I don’t need dinner or community work, but I might take you up on cleaning when we get ready for our audit at some point,” I nudge the drawer shut with my hip and make my way out of the reception area and to his side.
He eagerly awaits me, “You have no idea what you’re doing for me!”
I nod my head, “Well come on then.”
He follows close behind, still rambling about how much he admires the man behind the books and his contribution to science, while I swallow down the giggles that are bubbling up.
We reach the door and I slide the key in, turning it. My skin tightens all over for a moment and my stomach drops as I realize I’m about to really do this. I shouldn’t be. I’m not a rule breaker and I don’t go into dark rooms with egotistical men I don’t really know either.
My God, this man is going to be the death of me. His boyish charm is taking over and I’m quickly turning to mush.