Ocean County Library Jackson Novels & Stories

"That's a good name. Suits you. Quiet and thoughtful." Owen felt his face flush hot. He pushed his glasses up his nose and focused on the computer screen. "You're clear. No fines this time." "Good. I hate fines." Jax didn't move. He stayed leaning against the counter, his amber eyes fixed on Owen. "So, you're here all alone on a Friday night?" "It's my shift." "But you're the only one here. No other staff? No patrons?" "It's a small library on a rainy Friday night," Owen said, finally looking up. "It's not exactly a hot spot."