Beth turned on her heel and strode away. The silence of the library was welcoming. She hurried up to the second floor. Opening the window as wide as it would go, Beth breathed in the fresh air, letting it caress her face. She dropped heavily into the nearest chair and sighed. She crossed her arms over the table and rested her head on the bare skin of her forearms.
Beth felt someone slip their hands into hers, stroking the back of her knuckles gently. Beth sat up quickly, too quickly, making the world spin. She relaxed when she saw it was Robert sat opposite her.
“You’ve been asleep for twenty minutes,” he whispered softly.
“That’ll be all the stress of breaking up with my boyfriend last night,” she murmured.
“And you overslept this morning. I think that next time you stay at mine, there should be more sleeping involved,” he said quietly, a playful but caring smile springing to his lips.
“Next time?” Beth asked hopefully.
“Next time,” Robert nodded.
“I can think of more interesting things to do than sleep.”
“Oh?” Robert’s playful smile turning into a sensual smirk.
Beth blushed and pulled her hands from Robert’s, embarrassed by her own remark, but secretly revelling in Robert’s response. She glanced at the clock and saw that she still had forty minutes of her free period left.
“We need to talk,” Beth muttered, frowning as she recognised the words she’d said to Alex only the night before.
“About what?” he asked, his head tipping to the side.
“This.” Beth pulled this morning’s note out of her pocket and slid it across the table to Robert.
Robert’s face paled, his smirk dropping off his face. His fingers lightly brushed across the paper.
“What’s going on, Robert?” Beth asked, trying to sound confident, not absolutely terrified.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “But I will find out. I know someone who might be able to find out. I’ve got an appointment with her on Friday so I’ll talk to her then.”
Robert waved his hand, dismissing the subject. “Long story.”
“Who is she?”
“My oldest friend.”