Gabriel nodded, trying to will away the blush and keep his eyes fixed firmly on Barnaby's collar. It was a nice collar.
"Frig - ? No, wait, I don't want to know." He glanced at the call number on the spine and returned to his desk to key it in, keeping his eyes averted. He hadn't read through every one of the books the nuns had left behind, and evidently it was just as well that he hadn't.
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Date: Saturday, 3 April 2010 02:07 (UTC)"Frig - ? No, wait, I don't want to know." He glanced at the call number on the spine and returned to his desk to key it in, keeping his eyes averted. He hadn't read through every one of the books the nuns had left behind, and evidently it was just as well that he hadn't.