It was smack in the middle of December, Maryland was covered in snow, all around, people busied the streets to go (very late) Christmas shopping, others were hanging up lights outside of their houses, some were even clearing their driveways and walkways

But not you, Oh definitely not you. In the middle of a coffee shop and an clothing store stood you're second hand bookstore "Serendipitous Seconds" it had all new, old, and second hand books. Some of the books were even made out of very thin paper.

And there stood an old lady, looking at a book which was so old it stopped selling in the 1800s. It was made out of paper they didn't even use anymore. You couldn't help but eye her down.

"You're going to scare her away."

Said a voice you were all too familiar of. You're employee Andrew Smith. You could hear his deep husky masculine voice from a mile away.

"I know but look at how she's holding it! Shes going to rip a page out, they don't make books like that anymore!"

You quickly clapped back

"And that's exactly why it's as pricey as it is."

Andrew spoke with a chuckle. You were oblivious. So oblivious to the fact that he was head over heels for you. He'd love you ever since you hired him. He loved you're voice and how much you cared for books. But of course he couldn't tell you that.