Here it is Wednesday again. At least I remembered to add a title this week. I had to go in and fix that last week. *me rolling my eyes* Bran is certainly making a nuisance, but then again, that’s his job. Last week’s Thursday Threads prompt was: *”One thing was certain.”* It was perfect to let me roll into a scene that quickly follows last week’s snippet. Just for your time frame of reference.

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As Aisling left the library that evening, she didn’t ignore the prickles on the back of her neck. That sense of dread, of being watched had become more frequent. At first, she’d chided herself for an overactive imagination. She was a librarian after all. She lived the lives of the characters in the books she read.

Drawing on that reading, she surreptitiously surveyed her surroundings. Nothing out of the ordinary that she could see. Traffic stopped and started on the street, as was usual for this time of day. A few pedestrians hurried down the sidewalk, some of them heading to the library’s main entrance.

The rain that had been threatening for days still wasn’t falling but drizzle clogged the air. She headed up the sidewalk on her usual trip to the bus stop clutching her raincoat a little tighter. Darkness came earlier this time of year and the cloudy skies didn’t help matters.
RTS, Rochester’s mass transit service, didn’t bother with benches or covers at the bus stops—just a pole with a sign. Two teens were waiting for the same bus as she arrived. They were busy on their phones so she ignored them but continued to be aware. Situational awareness, she thought, remembering that from a military romance she’d just read.

The bus arrived and she boarded. Taking her seat, she glanced out the window and saw…him. The darkly handsome man who’d invaded the restricted stacks was watching her. His expression chilled her and when he smiled, her lungs seized and she couldn’t breathe.
One thing was certain, she wasn’t paranoid.
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There you have it. And it ran a little over 25o words because I had to cut a bit to meet the challenge. I put those words back in here because…my blog, my rules! LOL Anyway, the plot is thickening. Just wait until she picks up on the fact that Ari is also following her, and a certain mysterious silver-eyed dragon shifter… *bwahaha* Writers, run with the words, should you so desire. Readers, how evil should I make Bran? Iffy wants to know before she gets out her scissors.