[Book #2 in the Nystrom series.]
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[Dual pov]
I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the boo...
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Amaya Hayashi
THE MAN WITH blonde hair who I bumped into a week ago looks right into my eyes and I need to do my best to disguise the fact that seeing him bothers me so much and fills me with rage.
His eyes are a light shade of blue, his blonde hair is styled in small, light curls, and his stare is both welcoming and powerful.
He's about 6 foot 4 if I take a small guess, towering over me.
He is wearing a blouse, the sleeves are rolled up so I can see his tattooed arms, which are covered in black ink.
His left arm has a rose with thorns tattooed on it, and I can see the veins extending up the rest of his arms beneath his skin.
"Rowan, right?" I speak in a kind manner, having to put my real feelings aside as I watch him smile at me.
"Rowan Adams, yes." He tells me and it's like a pinch to my heart when he confirms his last name.
I try to think of a false last name as I open my mouth but say nothing.
"Amaya Elsher, good to see you again, Adams." I blurt the last name. I suppose Jess and I are now related.
For a brief moment, his eyebrows arch, almost as if he had never before heard his last name being used in such a casual manner.
"What are you doing here alone, I never see you in this library?" I raise a question.
I haven't seen him during all the times I have visited this place. So why is he here today?
"Actually, I'm with a friend. We were just looking around in the area and I thought it was a good idea to get some books." He smiles and I nod, sorting out the books in the meantime.
"Do you work here?" I frown at his question, but then remember that I am indeed sorting all these books on the right shelves, "No, I am not." I chuckle.
"I just like helping the owner," I tell him before our conversation gets interrupted by a voice appearing behind him.
"Rowan, what are you standing here for?" A woman's voice speaks as a blonde-haired woman appears from behind him, her eyes narrowing as she looks at me.
