Sitting in the middle of the empty library, Amy was studying the philosophical mindset of the residence of Crete who followed the Gortyn law, in the ancient Greece, something that Amy found fascinating studying about.
“Nice book.”
She heard a little mumble around her ears and immediately put her book down, anxious to look who might talk to her.
As the only people around the school library at this hour were either the old grumpy oddly silent librarian or the possible ghost of the librarian who might have just died while Amy was studying in the library.
She looked up and felt completely bedazzled, looking at the man with those Greek god looks, standing right in front of him, with his mystic blue eyes, looking right into hers, luring her and tempting her to touch him.
She had zero inter
