walking down the gloomy early morning path, I had a feeling like someone was watching me. I looked back and of course nobody's around. It was still dark, so the path that led to my store was empty of human life. Darn it, I knew I shouldn't have watched that stupid scary movie last night! Even though I still had that feeling of being watched, I finally made it to my bookstore. I always found my store M & P BOOKS to be safe and comforting ever since my grandmother, Ayana passed and left it to me. Even though I didn't know my grandmother very long since I was put up for adoption. I was never adopted, just thrown through different foster homes. I was very surprised that she left it to me, although I was her only family, but still. She was a crazy funny old lady, but always up and about talking nonsense that's why her death was such a surprise to me. The coroner said she died from a heart attack and what confused me more was that nobody showed for her funeral even though I put it in the newspaper, shaking the sadness off I opened the store and prepared for business. I was busy on the computer entering data when I heard the door open, please, please, please not another weirdo this will be the hundredth time like in the past week! Even though I couldn't see the customer since my check out desk was all the way in the corner which I hated! you should be able see the customers when they come in ugh!

Grandma, why did you put this kind of set up as a bookstore?

I'd have to get this place renovated and switched around or I'm surely going to go crazy. looking around for my planner, i headed to the back room to retrieve it and of course my little bell on the desk rang.

"Be there in a sec" I yelled.

When I finally found it, I opened the back door and seen who was at the register. I almost died I think I possibly dropped my jaw. He was the most gorgeous man I've ever saw. He had short dark hair luscious brown eyes and the best figure. He was like a linebacker, very muscular with tanned skinned like actually real tanned skin not artificial like what most people these days contaminate their skin with, I never understand. Why, do you like to be orange? I finally righted myself before I made myself look more like an ass.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

Please not a weirdo, please, please, please.

"Um yes I actually couldn't find what I was looking for"

"Um ok do know the author's name?"

"yes that's actually all I know her name is Lidia Rice," He said in a husky voice.

"Ok, let me see,"

I looked on the computer, she was not in my store or on the web.

"Are you sure? I can't find her, we don't have her in the store and she's not on the web either" looking back at him, He looked shocked slightly and confusion plastered on his face. What a funny but sexy look. Wow, this guy could pull off anything, within seconds he turned back to his usual self, kind of sexy scary you can't mess with me thing.

"Did you just say the web?" he asked with a smirk.

Great, he's hot but stupid, there goes that.

"Yes, I did I can't find her"

Silence ensued.

We kind of just stared at each other for a minute.

"Can I please speak with Ayana Thorton then?" he asked politely.

"Um she passed two weeks ago. I run the shop now I'm her granddaughter" beats me up every time to say that lately.

He looked me up and down! whoa Hold up! who does he think he is? Just because he's hot does not give him right to judge me or look at me that way. If I didn't need the money for school I would kick him out which would probably be hard since he's huge. Did he just sniff the air?

"Well I'm sorry for your loss, she was an amazing women who had great talents, I'm Marcus Storm from the silver pack, I didn't know she had a daughter let alone a granddaughter," shaking my hand, i had no idea what the hell he mean't by pack?

"Anastasia Thorton, Anna for short. I'm her newly discovered granddaughter. I meet her about two months ago," I said proudly. "What do you mean pack?" I asked.

He looked at me curiously. "Surely you must know Anastasia what I mean. I can smell what you are as soon as I walked in the store"

I had no frigging clue what he was talking about and most certainly a weirdo ah just great. What the hell was he talking about smelling me? I know I took a shower this morning; he must mistake the lavender smell that always perfumed the book store. I have no clue how since I've found nothing that would create the smell! Ok this has got to stop, he needs to get out my store now and I don't care how hot he is! Well he must have seen the confusion on my face because he just kept looking at me.

"Um, Is that all Marcus I have stuff to get to," I said trying to push him out the door in the nicest possible way.

I know that was mean, but seriously he's acting and saying weird things!

"Ok so let me get this straight Anastasia you don't know what you are or what I am correct?" he asked.

"Yes and yes"

"Well how would you like to go on a date with me Anastasia? It would be my honor," He asked eyeing me.

Holy shit what did he just say?

"What?" I asked astounded.

"Well would you like to go on a date with me?" he asked again

What do I say? I haven't been on a date in a year, and wasn't I just trying to get rid of him? And calling him a weirdo, ah what the hell live a little.

"Ok"

He gave me his card and left. What the hell did I just do!? and I have to call him? Oh no not happening, I don't call guys they called me I'm above that, jeez who am I kidding I'm terrified to call him or any guy.

I swear life just keeps getting better, not! At least it's my twenty first birthday next week! But feeling a little annoyed that I wouldn't not get that date, because I was defiantly not calling him oh well guess its fate, after all he was hot but weird.

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