Once I got into the groove I enjoyed answering the requests. Doing the research, delving into weird subjects and topics weeks ago I had not even known existed. There was something soothing about getting into a rhythm. I didn't know how long I had been doing it until I set down the stack of four books for the order I was working on and heard my stomach rumble.
Apparently it was loud enough to get Cicero's attention as well because I felt my cheeks blush when I looked up and he was looking over at me, one eyebrow c****d up.
"I’m gonna go get lunch you want something?" I half mumbled, but made sure that it was loud enough that Cicero would be able to hear me from several tables away.
"Yes actually, if you're willing to make sandwiches or something and bring them down I will clear off one o
