Trapped - kai parker

chapter 1

I hid behind the cases full of books like I do whenever a customer walks in. I knew I shouldn't have a fear so stupid at my job. Feelings are meant to be kept at home not brought to work. So I decided to step out from the bookcase the one time I probbaly should've stayed. There a new face stood, tall, handsome, but there was something about him that was unreal.

We started to speak at the same time both of us pausing to hear what the other has said. He moves his hand to the back of his neck flashing a nervous smile. "Oh."
I can't help the little smile that crept up my face. "I didn't mean to speak over you, you can go first."

"Right. Do you have any journals? I was told I need to write down my..." his body tenses and I can see him choke on this word. "...feelings."

"We do sir."

He follows me into an isle of gifts for readers all the way until the journals. "Sir? I can't tell if your being respectful or if I look that old."

"Respectful. Theres not even a wrinkle on your perfect face."

A smrik starts to form on his face. "I wouldn't say I'm perfect but those are your words not mine."

He moves his hand behind his back out of my eyesight and a rumbling sound takes over the isle. Bookcase by bookcase start tumbling down forcing us to run towards the back exit giving him the chance to wrap his hands around mine pulling my body into his chest pushing us out the door.