YOU ACTUALLY DID IT! OMG. Okay as promised:
Myka hummed under her breath as she sorted recently returned books and placed them on the shelves with the gentle care that came with growing up in a bookstore. Her sister had been aghast when she’d heard that Myka had secured a job in the library her first semester at school. But Myka loved spending hours between dusty rows and ink lined pages, and to get paid to indulge her admittedly near anal-retentive drive towards order, well it was a perfect fit.
And then there was the quiet. As much as Myka loved her roommate of two years, the young techie from California was far from quiet. Even with her earbuds in, there was the furious typing of keys, the drumming of a pen against her notes, the nervous ticking of her knee against the underside of the desk. Claudia was movement personified, engaging in a constant interpretive dance with the world around her. And sometimes, Myka just needed the stillness.
She shook her head as she plucked a copy of “The Kama Sutra” that someone had jokingly placed in between two books about Puritanism in early America. As she turned the corner with book in hand she nearly tripped over a young woman kneeling in front of a row of books on reincarnation.
“I’m so sorry!” Myka raised both hands and willed herself not to flush with her embarrassment. She’d never seen this woman before, it was a small school and she was beyond attractive. She had that kind of ethereal beauty that was carved into marble or penned into verse.
The woman smiled at her as she used a shelf as leverage to pull herself to her feet, “The fault is mine,” her eyes drifted to the book still clutched in Myka’s raised hand and her grin widened as she crooked a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, “A bit of light reading?”
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