i loved his scent , the weight of him on top of me . this had been his father 's library and his grandfather 's before him . after that , she was n't sure what happened . tell me , though , why do you steal these pieces back ? but whatever was the cause , the thoughts were just amazing . he set aside his drink and took my hand . `` if you 're not mad , then why are n't you talking to me ? '' i narrow my eyes at him , but it 's a playful gesture . 