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Library [Sunday, December 23]

With classes over, there's not much left for Lee to do except spin around in his chair, read the same page over and over again due to distraction and try to figure out what he was going to do with all the free time coming up. Definitely not going home. That'd just be a disaster. Maybe he'd just sleep. And sleep some more.

The library was open.

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"I could follow you," he pointed out. "And just take my shirt off in the Perk."

"You," Adah countered, "should stay here. I'm already a bad enough influence on your ability to be a proper library aide without leading you astray like a pied piper of half-nudity. If you follow me, I'll ignore you. Shirtlessness or no."

Note that she wasn't moving anywhere; she didn't trust herself to actually go through with that bluff.

"You'd ignore me if I followed you?" He frowned, trying to look adorable. "What if, while you were ignoring me, I kissed you? Just on the cheek. Or on the hand."

Then Adah would probably end up missing her train.

"Ignore you," she lied with a confident lift of her shoulder. "I'm very stubborn, you know, and can do anything if I set my mind to it."

"I...don't think you could," he challenged with a quirk of his mouth. "I'm very distracting when I want to be."

"I've beaten paralysis and a dead brain," Adah reminded him, with a tilt of her head, to see if he really wanted to challenge whether he was stronger than those. Which, really, he was. Because paralysis and a dead brain didn't have nice arms and an adorable smile.

"But, if you ignore me, then it'll be a week before you see me again and you'll just be wondering what you missed while you were ignoring me," he said, smiling again.

"Or," Adah offered, "I could end up supplying my own thoughts on what you might have been doing which could turn out much better than the reality of it."

"Like...a fantasy?" he asked, smirking and leaning closer to her. "Got a good imagination?"

"You are just..." Adah drew in a breath, trying to seem indignant with a blushingly amused expression on her face, "...absolutely intent on making me miss that train, aren't you?"

"Me?" He tried to look innocent. "You're the one who thinks about me and how I might make you miss your train. Is my shirt off?"

"At the moment?" Adah asked, tilting her head and giving him a warning look that suggested that she didn't approve of the situation. "No."

In her head? Admittedly? By the pink her cheeks, a lot more than just his shirt, and it was entirely his fault. It was, however, making a swift job out of making up for Wednesday.

"Awww." He pouted at her, lower lip stuck out dramatically. "Wanna know what you're doing in my thoughts?"

Eyes widening a little in speculation as she laugh, Adah asked, "I don't know; do I? You tell me."

"It's good," he teased, tapping his chin. "Something I like."

"Something I like, as well?" Adah asked, allowing herself to look intrigued and, not so easily controlled, leaning forward a little. "Or is this a completely selfish imagining?"

"You like it too," he said. "It involves...a bed and some books and a rainy day and blankets."

"Say no more," Adah said, her grin impossible to contain. "I think I like your imagination."

"It serves me well," he said and smiled back. "Keep me company while you're gone for a week."

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