A warm gust of wind drifted through the main corridor, stirring up the thin layer of dust caking the bookshelves and desks. The wind brought the crisp scent of spring; a sweet cocktail of budding flowers, warmer waters and just a tinge of fresh earth.
She sat up in her seat, sliding her books away from form to push her chin onto her open palm. Her jacket, a light polyester pull over, suddenly seemed constricting, already covered in the dust floating around the room.
She turned in her seat to tug it off when she caught a sight that her mind wasn't quite prepared for this early in the morning. Her eyes took a minute to adjust to the sight of him. Dishevelled as always, an easy confidence radiating off his form as he eased through the library. Even as he carefully placed each old, musty book onto the cramped shelves, he seemed engrossed; a soft tune playing off his lips. His every strand of rebelliously curly hair seemed to strain against the style he had forced it into.
Her chair seemed to tip slightly, causing the legs to let out a screeching noise as she righted herself. It was definitely a swoon, hoping he didn't notice she motioned to turn back around when she caught his soft laugh filling the room. Her cheeks burned at the sound, she awkwardly shifted around to look at his smiling face radiating at her.
Even in light of his laugh, her heart seemed to soften at the sight of that devastating smile that had somehow etched itself into her existence. She felt her lips stretching into a grin before she even noticed. Her whole body easing into a languid, affectionate mood almost to echo him.
His laugh slowly melting into a tender smile that only grew the ache in her heart. His lips softly mouthing out, "I'll see you at home baby". As he took one last scorching glance at her before going back to shelving his beloved books.
Warmth still coursing through her; her brain and mind effectively turned to mush, struggling to tamp down a girlish giggle bubbling it's way up to her throat.
I'll see you at home, baby.
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The Truth About Love
RomanceJust some short stories I've written over the years, all romantic in nature. Some happy, some sad, I'd like to say there's a good variety in there. There's musical accompaniment for each that I highly recommend using the tagged music to enhance the...
