Her eyes were level with his chest, and his brilliant red tie seemed to function as an arrow, pointing down to where she shouldn’t be looking. She shoved it back in her purse and turned to find the principal in question standing mere feet away. In a protective, graceless move, she clutched it to her chest for a moment before frantically punching the off button.
She couldn’t wait to get home to view the full-screen version in her email. The face, at least, was his, but based on the substantial endowment hanging a little to the left, the body belonged to a porn star. In a perverse gesture of camaraderie, her best friend had sent an interesting picture of Liese’s new boss, the incredibly attractive principal at FAHL, Ryder Whitehall. She slapped her palm over her mouth to stop from laughing aloud as she gawked at the photoshopped image.
#ULTRA LIBRARIAN READER PASSWORD#
Too wound up to head back toward the library straight away, she keyed in her password and clicked on the message. She rooted around in her purse and located the device palming the phone, she muted the volume before it could chime again. She glanced over her shoulder, but no one seemed to have noticed the noise. The cavernous hallway had amazing acoustics, judging by the impressive echo of her heels on the marble floor. She whirled from where her colleagues were gathered, muttering a cleaned-up curse. Still, nervous tension twisted her gut as she checked out the staff of Fullerton Academy of Higher Learning from the safety of the hall.īefore she could make her move, Liese’s phone chimed in her purse, the volume loud enough to startle her. In mental preparation, she’d donned her mask of fake composure and steeled herself against the inevitable onslaught of awkward introductions. I’m so glad I have such amazing readers.Īs always, to my fandom friends, I’m blessed to have you and honored that you’re coming along for this ride.Īnnaliese Harper approached the threshold of the ornate library, a live wire of anxiety and anticipation. To my HH Street Team and my Locker Room ladies, you’re the best. Marla, I’m so glad I got to work with you! Liv and Daisy, thank you for holding my hand, for helping me figure out what in the world I’m doing, and for being my friends. I’m honored to be part of such a special group of women. To my 101 girls, I never would have been able to navigate this whole process without you. Ryder is yours! Mayhem, you make the insides so pretty. Thank you for polishing up my words and putting the commas in all the right places. Jessica, working with you has been amazing. Yours will always be the voices I hear when I’m making changes!
Shannon, you design the best covers, squishy hugs.Īnne, Alex, Kris, Kathy and Danielle, this marked the first trip round the editing track. I’m so glad I have you.ĭeb, you are made of win. Any resemblance to actual events, locals, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Ĭover art image © Depositphotos/conradbakįormatting by LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover CreationsĮxcept as permitted under the US Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.įilets, you are the warmest hugs, the best cheerleaders and the most amazing friends. Names, characters, places and incidents are all products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The Librarian Principle is a work of fiction.
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