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Tom tells his side of the story.

"Hello, Mr. Williamson."

Henry Williamson had blond hair, blue eyes, and a very happy smile. His handshake was firm. "I haven't seen you in a long time."

"Guess I've been busy." She looked back to her dad. "I got your book."

His nose wrinkling, her dad responded with a pleased, "Oh, I see that." He picked the graphic novel up and ran his fingertips across the title. "Thanks Sweetie, I'm no good at finding this kind of stuff."

More like, he didn't quite know how most online shopping worked. Poor thing. Ana patted his brown hair and grinned. "Glad I could help."

Mr. Williamson was still smiling as he asked, "Would you like to join us? I don't mind treating you."

Shaking her head, her long black hair shifting about under her out of season, black sunhat, Ana told the man, "That's nice of you, but I'm going to the bookstore."

"You didn't just come from there?" Mr. Williamson asked.

"No, Sir. I got this from Amazon." She weaved her fingers together and gave the men polite goodbyes. Then she kissed her father's cheek again. "See you later."

As she walked off, she thought she heard Brook say, "Hey, where are you going? Didn't you want a burger?"

It wasn't anything Ana needed to be involved with. She had a bookstore to play around in.

***

She had enough books about kanji. She passed by them and looked at some Spanish books. Maybe she should try figuring that language out? Hmmm ... maybe later.

Ana shuffled on down an aisle. Then she turned and went down another one. History books were usually nice. She touched a thick volume about the Han Dynasty in ancient China. China was fairly interesting. Maybe she'd find more inspiration for another comic.

Or maybe ... she should pick up some manga?

Or ... something involving classical art?

She eventually decided on an anatomy book that had clearly been written for biology students. She put it in a plastic basket that had been provided by the staff. The hard handles bit into her palm as she wandered around in search of anything else that could interest her.

Her feet halted at a display that was labeled, "The Classics." Her arm stretched out and up as she attempted to grip the spine of a book.

Another hand.

A graze of warmth on her index finger.

Her voice matched her brain, pure panic exploding in a single second. Thankfully, all she did was squeak out a concerned, "Oh," and pull her hand back as if she had been pricked. She heard another voice.

A cologne ... it was floral, but dark, with musky and earthy hints.

"I'm sorry."

Thunder among mountains.

That was his voice.

But ... as she looked up at the source of the voice ... he spoke again ... and the thunder melted into gentle rivers.

A man's lips ... they weren't beautiful ... but they moved in a way that put something ... aching ... something wistful ... in her throat and belly.

The teeth too ... some of them looked to be set in angles that could have been fixed by braces. Apparently, he had never worn any.

Not that they looked ... bad or anything ...

"Did you want this book?"

That ... accent ...

Ana blinked and looked up at his nose, a sharp nose, a bit turned down, almost like a hook. Not exactly a handsome thing.

"Where are ... " Even as her voice fluttered, she chopped half her sentence away.

Those eyes ... savage eyes, gray and green whirling in each iris, wild and receptive.

He blinked and asked, "Did you have difficulty reaching the book? I'll take it for you." He turned and reached for the book in question.

The man was taller than her, but not so tall to be considered odd. The most interesting part of his physique was the ... stockiness ... the fat to muscle ratio that had her thinking this wasn't a body builder. Hell, this guy could almost be a strongman. His gray shirt was just tight enough to show off his reasonably thick waist and chest.

But ... he didn't quite have the face of a strongman, or what she thought a strongman's face should be.

He had an angry face.

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