She pouted as she stared up at the book that was just out of her reach. Why? Why did it have to be placed on the shelf so high? Her fingers And that too in such a mess. If she hadn't seen it, then this classic book would have gone to waste without being read, gathering dust here in the old library. Who would've thought that the snooty Elijah Frost would have an entire section of old romance books in his library. The old coot!
Demetri Frost sat on the chair, the file on his desk forgotten as he stared at Nora who mumbling to herself as she looked at the book and smiled slyly. He had purposely placed that book high up there, knowing that she had her eyes on that book next. He'd hoped that she would call for his help, but he had to accept that this was good too. In fact this was even better. He would get to be her hero eventually and meanwhile, he could enjoy the view.
