It was almost afternoon when James found a new book online, but it was sold out. It must be a really nice book, he thought. The Library a few streets from here might have it on the shelves. So he showered, put on a grey hoodie that now had his girlfriend's scent, and black cargos. He grabbed his keys but remembered she could be doing anything when he's away.

James enters her room finding her on the bed with headphones and playing a stupid pixel game. He pulls on her hair with a little tug to get her attention. "Put your shoes on." He left no room for argument. When she finally finished, he opened the house door making sure to lock it on their way out. She hated books, her arms were crossed the whole time, followed by pouts when James told her to stop being sulky.

James puts the car in park and opens the door for her. His eyes narrowed as she refused to exit the vehicle. He sighs, throwing her over his shoulder. "Better not make a scene, it'll only be worse," he pats her back before closing the door and putting her down in front of the library building door.

After bribing her with a brownie, they enter the library. It was quiet with the sound of pages flipping and some people coughing. He asks the front lady if they had the book he was looking for, but the whole time she kept giving him admiring looks. He ignores the compliments and goes to find the book himself.

There was a white table with wooden rocking chairs. He pointed at them and addressed her. "We can sit over there while I read." It was more like a demand than a question.

He found the book and they take their seats in the wooden chairs in the corner. She kept huffing and puffing, asking multiple questions. She found reading boring. She took a peek at his book, slowly reading some of the words. James chuckled lowly at her interest in the book he was reading. "Wanna read it with me Принцесса?""No old man," she grumbled.

James flicked her forehead, closing the book. "I'm not old маленькая девочка. Watch your mouth."