The day seemed to drag on endlessly for Sarah. She felt tired, and she couldn't wait to get off work. Frank had dropped in to the library after one of the younger security guys had arrived. He looked around quickly and surreptitiously squeezed her hand.
"I'll be back at the end of the day," he whispered. He handed her a strip of paper. "Here's my phone number. Call me if you need anything. Or if you get a minute and just want to talk."
She nodded. Both of them wished there were no students in the library so they could kiss. Instead, they smiled at each other as Frank backpedaled toward the door. He drove to his apartment and went back to bed, knowing he would want to be well-rested before he saw her again.
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That evening, Frank was surprised when she pushed him back in his bed. He
