Jane wants to chat

"You're the one that shut my sister down in a sentence! Most of the boys she knows wouldn't dare say that"

I Smiled as I closed the book I was carrying, slipping the 'bookmark' in with it's tassel dangling at the top and replied 'Shame for those boys then. I gotta say though' following a chuckle 'I'm a bit surprised she'd be in a bookstore.'

Jane returned the smile and snorted. 'Yeah no. She came in here because of me. Much rather worry about her precious nail appointment." She glanced past me toward the end and then tipped her head as if listening. 'I don't suppose you know which way she went do you?"

I hedged 'I can't say' turning to look myself. "But I doubt you'd struggle to hear her anywhere around the mall.".

'HA!' Jane retorted. Her eyes bright with humor 'That much is certainly true. Well, thank you anyway, and thanks for putting that expression on her face!'

And with that she took her small pile of books to the counter.

Watching her walk away, I couldn't help but note how dissimilar the sisters could be..

_Which reminds me.. _And I opened the anthology. Looking once more at the book mark.. Decided to trace one finger along the line of exposed skin from ankle to mid thigh..

Yep. That felt like real skin.