““So you,” she said, meeting his eyes, “are a librarian. What does that make me then? A seven-day loan?” Daniel laughed as he set his book aside. He moved toward her and lightly gripped her knees. “Seven-day loan… I’m not sure I like the thought of giving you back.” He slid his hands up her thighs and took her by the hips. “But what about overdue fines?” she asked, playfully flashing her eyes at him. “I think I can afford them,” he said. Eleanor tried to voice another protest but his mouth was already on hers.””
