“So you really haven’t, then, have you?” he asked. “Made out with someone in the library?”
“No, I haven’t.” She stared at the screen, almost as if trying to pretend he wasn’t talking.
“But would you?”
She pulled her lower lip between her teeth, considering his question.
“I mean…”
Her voice trailed off and that was all the answer he needed.Sacrilege, my ass.
“Go on,” he said. He wanted to know. Needed to know.
“I mean…I suppose it’s always been a fantasy of mine to get railed between the stacks,” she said, finally looking his way and giving him a devilish grin.
Theo choked and then coughed. That wasnotwhat he was expecting.
And now his dick was getting hard, picturing himself plunging into Dani’s tight, wet pussy as she held on to a shelf behindher. Dani, muffling her moans. Gotta keep quiet in the library, after all.
Suddenly, Theo found himself with a new library fantasy, too.
“Shhh!” someone shushed them from another computer, causing both of them to jump and then duck their heads like teenagers.
“You know I’ve never been good at…well, you know…being good,” Dani whispered, lifting her brow as she sat back in her seat and glanced at his lap. Fuck, she really needed to stop looking at him like that. Theo adjusted his pants to conceal his hard-on, but not without catching Dani biting her bottom lip.
She looked down once more, noticing the straining fabric that he so desperately tried to hide under the computer table, and she smiled, finally turning her attention to the computer. She stared at it for a moment before again realizing that everything was in Greek.
“Here,” he said, “scooch over.”
She moved her chair a fraction of an inch, and he scooted closer, their thighs grazing each other’s slightly. Thankfully, his dick wasn’t atfullattention anymore. But that touch did something else to him, sending a prickling sensation all along his forearms, making the hair on his arms raise.
All this talk with Dani about sex and libraries and getting railed was getting to his head.
“Okay, what am I searching for?” he asked, trying to take his focus off the proximity of Dani’s legs.
“Type in ‘Demetrios Papantonis,’ ” she said.
He typed in “Papantonis,” and a number of results came up in the search.
“Do you want to give me something more specific?” he asked.
“How about ‘Demetrios Papantonis, birthplace’?”
Zero results.
“Let’s try this again,” she said. “This time go with ‘Demetrios Papantonis, biography.’ ”
Still nothing.
“Maybe we should try a different angle. What about ‘native soils of Greece’?”
It was worth a shot. Theo typed in a few different combinations and finally got a hit.
“It looks like they’re all upstairs in the stacks,” he said.
“What’s in the stacks?” Andreas said, standing behind them.
Where had he come from? So much for keeping their eye on him.
