You race in to the fiction area, looking through the many many books when you hear it, the sounds of heels clicking on the floor, you turn around and see nothing, you hear the sounds again and continue trying to follow them when you hear something behind you.
"Mr. ," she says, in total shock you drop the book you are holding and turn to face her. "You are supposed to be quiet in the Library," she says with a tone of mock sternness. "But don't worry, you won't be making much noise while our lips are pressed together," she says with a smile. "Now come here and surrender like a good boy," |