He sat at the stool behind the counter as she signed for the delivery.
"Thanks so much, Jacob. I really appreciate you holding the delivery while I got here." She offered, handing him the signed invoice.
"No problem Ms. Preston. Hope to see Nina for the delivery in a few days."
She nodded, "I'll find her by the end of the day. She'll be back bright and early tomorrow." Walking him to the door, she shut it behind him.
"How are you going to find Nina?" Rafael asked from the counter as he cut open a box.
"I already called Lydia to come in and cover opening. I'm going to go try and find Nina at her place as soon as Lydia gets there."
"You're all like one happy, bookstore family." He smiled at her.
"You are close with your police unit." She pointed out.
He shrugged. "That's business, not family."
"Is that why you've never introduced me to them?"
"I don't introduce you because I bring home enough of the leftover emotional baggage from dealing with rape and homicide." He sighed, pulling books from the boxes. "I introduce you to my coworkers and I wouldn't blame you for wanting to move far far away from Manhattan."
"And your life is here." She walked over to the counter.
He looked at her. "And you are here." His phone chimed on the table next to her.
"And your job."
He picked up the phone, "A new case."
"You going to work in your sweats?"
He looked down at his sneakers. "No. I'm going back to my apartment, and showering and getting dressed. Care to join me?"
"If I join you, you're going to be late."
"No suspects yet. They have to have a suspect before I can do my job."
She nodded. "Yeah, Lydia can finish unboxing when she comes in."
Grabbing her coat, they both headed for the back door.
A/N: So I had this story a little differently, but then I lost the file. So I had to rewrite.
A/NN: If you like what you see, inbox me about my original works.