He sprawled out, crossing his long legs in front of him as he placed his hands behind his head. "I thought I'd prowl for good looking girls who come to the library at ten o'clock on a Saturday morning."
"You must be disappointed then."
He grinned as he touched a strand of her hair. "Nah, I think I've found one."
She smiled shyly as she leaned back in the bag. "Do you have a report to do?"
He laughed and dropped his arm around her shoulders. "Oh no, I don't make it a habit to come to the library. I went to your room to see if you would like to go to breakfast. A very disgruntled, barely discernible, and extremely sleepy Kathleen informed me, and I quote, "Are you nuts? Mumble, mumble, mumble, nine thirty, mumble, mumble, mumble. She's probably in the library, she's nuts. Like you!" and slammed the door in my face."
Sera laughed. "You woke Kathleen up? That's never good!"
"So I noticed. I won't do it again."
His hand ran over her hair. She leaned her head against his shoulder. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to drift into his caress. To her surprise, she didn't feel any revulsion. She hadn't felt it last night, well at least not the revulsion, but she had attributed that to the alcohol in her system. She was even more amazed to realize that her lack of fear had nothing to do with the fact that they were in the safe confines of the library, but everything to do with him. She could have stayed there forever.
"Don't let me interrupt you," he whispered, laying his chin against her head. "Continue reading."
"I can't read; you're distracting me."
"Should I leave?"
That was the last thing that she wanted to happen. "No."
He rubbed his hand along her hair and tilted the book so that he could see it too. "Then we'll read it together. Nothing like a little death to start the day off right."
She chuckled and looked down at the book, but she couldn't seem to focus on the words. Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest, and her body tingled everywhere that it touched against his. "You know what?" he whispered in her ear. "You're distracting me too."
She turned to look at him. His eyes were a volatile green as they burned into hers. She shivered in excitement as he leaned down and kissed her. Instantly, she began to melt into his warm embrace, and the pressure of his lips against hers. His tongue brushed against her lips, and she instinctively opened her mouth to his soft caress. He entered her mouth unhurriedly; gently stroking her tongue as he sent sparks of passion throughout her whole body. He carefully pressed her back, gradually lowering himself over her, and enclosing her within the warmth of his embrace.
Something deep inside of her began to stir as she encircled her arms around his back. She felt as if she was losing control, as if there was no one in the world but them, and the profound emotions he arose in her. His kisses became deeper, more urgent. She met each of his thrusts eagerly, her fingers curling into his back as her whole body responded to his.
"Uh hum." Sera jumped and Liam quickly moved aside. She sat up to find Ms. Krinkle, the librarian, staring at them disapprovingly. "I think it would be better if you checked those books out Sera."
"I'm sorry Ms. Krinkle," she mumbled. She scooped up the books as her face burned with embarrassment. "I'll do that right now."
Unable to bear looking at Liam, she hurried down the long row of books. She walked up to the counter, handed over her college ID, and waited impatiently as a student worker checked her out. She turned to leave and realized that Liam had disappeared. A sense of loss enveloped her, but she was in too much of a rush, and too humiliated, to think about it. She just wanted to get out of there as fast as she could.
She burst through the doors, grateful for the cool air that helped to ease the burning in her cheeks as she turned to head back to her dorm. Liam was sitting on a bench by the doors, a huge grin on his face. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes, adding an air of sensuality to him that was both thrilling, and disturbing.
"Glad you think it's funny."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you." He stood and began to walk beside her.
"It's my fault."
"You were quite content until I showed up."
"It's all right."
Her head was spinning with the overwhelming confusion she felt. She had never lost control like that. Although she enjoyed it, she was also angry at herself for it. She knew better than to let herself get wrapped up with someone, knew better than to believe that she could trust someone. But she couldn't seem to stop herself when it came to him. She needed to get away from him so that she could try to sort out her confusing emotions.
"Have you talked to Michelle today?" he inquired.
"No, why?"
"We had a little chat last night after I left."
"Really?" she inquired innocently. "About what?"
