Ella looked up startled when someone bumped into her shoulder and immediately recognized Matt. "No problem," she murmured. She felt her face grow hot as memories came flooding back. She felt an odd mixture of utter embarrassment and total excitement. "How've you been?" He looked good. He always looked good. He was a good looking guy. To say the least. Ella swallowed hard and tore her eyes away from his to look at the books. Her fingers caressed the spines of the books to keep from touching him. She wanted to touch him. Badly.