Galway Girl [Closed]

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"So you don't want tea," Evan confirmed. He leaned forward and picked up his own cup from the side table, taking a sip. "Let me know if you change your mind."

"Now. Library books. Unfortunately, many of the books I checked out were quite old. Old books are not always preserved as well as they could be, and often pages come loose from old bindings. The glue looses its hold, or the page tears. You understand that, with your work on the restoration project. The pages which come out of the book are regrettable, but I did pay for them, still fulfilling the library contract."

"I also didn't lie about being a professor. I never said I was, I just gave you a faculty card and you assumed I taught here. I do work here, I just don't teach classes. Not everyone employed by a university is a professor, of course. If you'd like to downgrade me to a student card you certainly may--I do still attend classes from time to time."

Evan was a little concerned that Bree might fall over when she leaned back again. He slid an arm around, resting the hand not holding his tea against the small of her back. She had laid hands first, which meant it was find for him to touch her in return. No lines crossed. He raised an eyebrow at her flushed face, so close to his own. "Were there any other charges against me?"