30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 10

NANO– THE LAST DAY! More about that later. For now…

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“All right,” said Ginny, her arms crossed. “Start talking.”

Too late, she realized that she’d spoken to this man as if she knew him. Not as if she’d only met him once.

His eyes narrowed. “Are you going to let me in, or am I expected to carry on standing in the rain?” he asked, in a voice that could have been more polite, in her opinion.

He sounded as if they already knew each other, or should have known each other, or it was her own damn fault if they didn’t know each other. Because one stranger didn’t talk to another stranger in that way.

“You’re not coming in here until I get a few answers,” she said.

“In the interests of not dying of hypothermia, fire away.”

“I saw you this morning,” she said. “Didn’t I?”

“You did,” he said. “I tried to talk to you then, but you disappeared into the fog before I had a chance to say a single word.”

“Okay…” She chewed on her lower lip. “What did you want to say to me, anyway?”

“Let me in,” he said. “And you’ll find out.”

“No,” she said. “I’m here all by myself, and I’m not going to let in someone I don’t even know!” Too late, she kicked herself inwardly. That was exactly the kind of thing that the doomed girl always said to the serial killer just before he whipped out the axe and started chopping.

“I want to talk to you, Ginny Weasley.” He fixed her with those strange, crystal-like gray eyes.”And you need to know what I can tell you.”

The world wavered around her, and she clutched onto the windowsill for support.

He knew her name.

She didn’t, couldn’t know him. But she was all too afraid that he knew her.

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That’s da Vinci’s Lady with a Ferret, of course. Apropos, don’t you think, considering who Ginny is talking to? 😉

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