Цитаты из книги Popcorn and Poltergeists

Rafe, are you romancing me?

He sent me a quizzical look. “If you have to ask, Lucy, I can’t be doing a very good job.”

You modern women have no sense of romance. Lucy, he’s telling you he loves you

Ah, Lucy, if Rafe hadn’t already spoken for you, I’d be on my knees proposing.

Rafe. His voice seemed to come from far away. “Stay with me,” he commanded, his voice ragged.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I said, and then I closed my eyes and drifted away.

With assumed innocence, he said, “Didn’t I tell you? I want you to come back to my place.”

“Oh, you do, do you?”

You’ll come with me, of course. I’ll never leave you, Lucy.” He crossed the room in two strides, took me in his arms and kissed me

Rafe reached out and touched my hand. His cool touch was oddly reassuring. Like putting a cool cloth on a feverish forehead. “No. I will be there.”

There was a bustle of activity at the main entrance, and without even seeming to change our course, Rafe put an arm around my waist and led me down a narrow, ill-lit path.

Being in a library with no one in it was kind of eerie. It was as though the books had a secret life and I was interrupting them.