He'd heard someone enter the library, but he wasn't visible from the door and he was surrounded by piles of books and who'd want to interrupt someone reading a riveting story like 'War and Peace'?
Jack kept his head bowed to the page, but slowly lifted his eyes to look at her. She'd been striking before, with the big eyes and the dark hair, but she was stunning now. Slender, graceful, ginger -
"I am," he replied quietly. He swallowed. Had she sought him out so she could yell at him or something? "That's the idea..." It was a good thing he was comfortable on the floor. His jeans and t-shirt weren't pinching, his feet were bare and warm, and he could stay down here forever, if necessary.