Pick me up?

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Jack never once in his life thought he would be picked up by anyone.
Literally.
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Jack wondered the library's rows. Each one carrying a new type of book, with a different cover and casing. It was fantastic, no one could pick on him here, no one would glance twice at him. He would grab the books he wanted to read then sit in the back where there is only one light hanging about two chairs with a desk in between them.

Now Jack wasn't the tallest person around, so he often asked people to grace books for him if there to high up to grab himself. They would he'd say thanks then be on his way. But for some reason this one dude didn't want to grab his book.

No what does he do instead!

He picked up Jack by the waist so he could get his own book. Jack froze for a second, his legs curled in a bit. His butt was at the others guys face level. Jack picked his head over his shoulder and looked down at the man.

He looked up and smiled showing off his perfectly white teeth. "Got your book yet?"

Jack blushed a deep red and snatched his book, "y..yes"

"Good." The man set him down, he was a way taller then Jack himself.

"You know, I didn't think anyone could weight as much as you.-" he paused. "You don't weight anything, but you ass did look great." Jack held the book to cover his face.

"I'm Mark, and I hop to be picking you up soon....in both ways."

Then he turned on his heel and left.

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