Sweet Hole
Laughing at herself, she grabbed her pajamas and got ready for bed --- where she new sweet dreams of her neighbor would meet her.
Tuesday afternoon found Tanner in the quietest corner of the back of the library on the third floor. It was one of two places in the building where people were practically non-existent. The solitude and the peace were what she relished here. Engrossed in her human anatomy research, she didn't pay attention to the person walking down the far aisle in search of a book. Suddenly the fine hairs on the back of her neck prickled. Still holding the book, she looked up. Eyes widened upon finding a familiar face watching her intently with a grin.
"Hi," Casey whispered.