Ensnare: Librarian’s Lover (Paranormal Erotica) by Mac Flynn

Author:Mac Flynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

I dragged my feet back to the return slot and worked through the mess. My thoughts invariably drifted back to the offending book and its multiple personalities. First it was literate, then it wasn't, then it was again, and then the letters were gone. It showed me its title, but it wouldn't show anyone else. I would have felt flattered if the attention was from a boy, but not from a book. I didn't even know if the book was a guy. I paused and thought over my last, well, thoughts, and shook my head. "Now you're thinking a book's alive?" I scolded myself.

I quashed any further thoughts and sorted through the books until I reached the spot where I'd found the book. There wasn't any note left behind, but I did notice a slip of paper. I grabbed it and unfolded the piece to see there were a few numbers written in a neat hand. "5th, third from bottom, two books from the right," I read aloud.

"Sounds like a bookshelf," a voice behind me commented.

I jumped and turned to find Marvin standing close behind me. "Could you all just please stop scaring me?" I pleaded. He ignored my request and snatched the paper from me. "What the hell? Give that back!" I demanded. I fumbled for the slip, but he stepped back and scrutinized the contents.

"Did this come with the book?" he asked me.

I scowled and turned away to resume the book sorting. "How the hell should I know? It was just laying here," I told him.

"Very interesting," he murmured. I ignored his attention bait and resumed my sorting of the books on my cart. He shuffled and coughed. "How very, very interesting," he repeated.

I sighed, rolled my eyes, and turned back to him. "I give, what's very, very interesting?"

"This slip of paper is old parchment, and as I mentioned before, these numbers seem to refer to a bookshelf," he replied.

"So?" I asked him.

"Don't you see what it means?"

"No, enlighten me."

"It means this piece of paper came from the 5th floor of this library, and refers to a book on a shelf third from the bottom and two books to the right."

I put a blank expression on my face and gave him a golf-clap applause. "Bravo, Sherlock. Now how about you go see if your theory's right and leave me alone?" I suggested.

He rubbed his chin and slowly nodded his head. "I might just do that. During my break, of course."

"Of course," I absently agreed. I turned back, tossed the last few books onto my cart and stood. "And speaking of breaks, if Hamish asks where I am tell her I went on mine." I strolled past him and down the main hall with the intention of burying myself in one of those comfortable couches on the third floor. I couldn't trust the cleanliness of the ones on the second floor. Like all good intentions, mine was ruined by a strange sound from Hamish's office.

I paused and glanced down the hallway that led to her door.

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