CHAPTER THREE, sweet moments in the library

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April 11, 1912 

As they approach the library, Mckenna's excitement grows. She releases Jack's hand momentarily to push open the heavy wooden door, revealing rows upon rows of bookshelves filled with books of all kinds. The scent of old paper and leather fills the air, creating a cozy atmosphere. Jack watched with a fond smile as Mckenna looked around, practically bouncing with excitement. Her joy was contagious and he found himself smiling as well. It was good to see her like this, happy and carefree. They both entered the library, the door closing behind them with a loud thud. 

The sound echoed throughout the library, startling a few of the occupants. But they quickly returned to their reading, not bothering to pay them any attention. Mckenna looked around the room, taking in all the different books. The rows upon rows of shelves, filled with books of all shapes and sizes. Some were brand new, the pages crisp and unwrinkled, while others were old and worn, the pages yellowing and crumbling slightly. There was a wide range of genres too. Fiction, non-fiction, classics, biographies, science fiction, and romance. Whatever one was looking for, there was probably a book on it. The smell of old books was strong in the air, making McKenna feel warm and nostalgic.

There were two large windows on either side of the room, allowing sunlight to shine through and it had a great view of the ocean. A fireplace sat in the corner, unlit. Several armchairs and sofas were scattered about, allowing readers to relax and enjoy their books. There were tables scattered around as well, perfect for reading and studying. The ceiling was high, with wooden beams supporting it. The walls were covered with paintings and tapestries. Mckenna looked around the room in wonder, taking it all in. She had never seen a library quite like this before. It was like something out of a movie or a storybook.

"This place is amazing." She breathed, her voice full of awe. She turned to look at Jack, her eyes wide and sparkling. He couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.

"Yeah, it is pretty impressive." He agreed, nodding his head. Jack followed behind her, his eyes scanning over the room. It was definitely larger than the one back in Chippewa Falls. He never seen one like this before. But his gaze went back to Mckenna, a soft smile on his face. She was better than any view, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He could see how excited she was. It was cute, and it made his heart flutter. Wait, why did it flutter?

Mckenna grins at him. "Let's explore!" She exclaimed, grabbing his hand and dragging him off before he could even respond. Jack was a bit surprised by her enthusiasm but he couldn't deny that he enjoyed her touch. She had always been the spontaneous type, and he was grateful that hadn't changed. He let her pull him along, not bothering to argue.

They explore the library, taking their time as they browse the shelves. They laugh and talk as they make their way through the rows of books, enjoying each other's company. It felt so natural and comfortable to be around each other, as if no time had passed at all. As they walk past the romance section, Mckenna can't help but pause. Her eyes light up as she takes in the sight of all the books, her gaze lingering on the titles. Some are familiar to her, others are new. She can't help but be curious about them, wondering what secrets and adventures are contained within their pages. She reached out, her fingertips gently brushing the spine of one of the books. She can feel the leather and the paper beneath her skin, the scent of it filling her nostrils. It's a heady, intoxicating smell, and it makes her heart race.

"I've read this one a lot, but it's one of my favorites." She confessed, her cheeks turning red as she realized what she had just admitted.

Jack looks over, his eyes following her gaze to the book. His curiosity gets the better of him and he moves to stand behind her, looking over her shoulder to read the title. He was standing so close to her know, his chest brushed up against her back. Their proximity was sending his heart racing, but he tried his best to hide it. "The Scarlet Letter, huh?" He mused, raising an eyebrow.

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