Reading List Novels & Stories

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] Who wanted to read those! Just as she was about to refuse, Christina had already sent back a long list—all links. Just from the titles alone, it was obvious they were steamy billionaire romance novels. Christina, how old are you to still be obsessed with billionaire romance novels!

Now, they were mocking. The difference was astonishing. "Enough, let's stop talking about this already. Let's go to the bookstore." Caroline took out her phone. "Before coming out, I had Kirk send me a list of books. They're all about management." Gwen took a glance at the list. Most of the books were in a foreign language. She couldn't understand any of it, but she admired Caroline a lot for it. "This list of books must have taken a lot of effort on Kirk's part," Gwen said.

The lines inside it were restless and precise and strangely beautiful, like a private language. Anaan made lists. She found one once a handwritten one, left on the table in the second sitting room where he had apparently been sitting when her call came in and it was not a business list. It was a list of titles: books, she realized. Books he had been meaning to read. One of them was a title she had mentioned in passing three weeks ago, and it appeared near the top of the list with a small asterisk beside it that she recognized as the mark he used for things he considered genuinely important. She put the paper back exactly as she had found it.

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

He looks at me, confused. "A book?" He laughs slightly. "Why would you go buy a book, baby girl?" "A book with names daddy. You drive, I will read, you tell me if they are any good or not. Then, we make a shortlist." I smile and open the book. "Shortlist? I doubt it will be short, baby girl." I ignore his words and start saying names. I put some on the list I like and the ones he likes. It keeps my mind occupied on the long drive. At some point, I fall asleep and feel him nudging me awake.

"Is this—" "My list."

But without saying a word, he handed the list to me. “It’s your list, so it’s best you decide what you want to do with who.” I licked my lips. “Who says I’m planning on doing this with you?” “The hell are you going to do that with anyone else!” Severide hissed. “You’re not going to have sex with a stranger.” “I’m with him on this,” Kieran added. “Me too,” Steven uttered. “Now start reading your new list so we can figure out who will do what with you.”

I said nothing. "He has been reading," Linda continued. "Medical literature. I can see his laptop screen from the door when he opens it. Obstetric literature, from what I can tell. Twin pregnancies. High-risk gestations." A pause. "He has been reading for several hours. His notepad is out. He is taking notes." I looked at the park outside the studio window. The November trees were bare and the sky was the particular flat grey of late afternoon. A runner moved along the path below. A dog on a lead, pulling toward something in the grass.

"Yes." The girl quickly slipped an A sheet of paper into a catalog and said, "This sheet contains the list of tools you need this year," and she added a second sheet of paper, adding, "And this is your list of books to get this year." "Don't forget to read the catalog provided."