"Grazie." Zevran offered a quick dip of his head before slipping past and leaning up on his toes to fetch the book in question. The cover was innocuous enough, at least until one looked close at the shapes the curls of embossed gold ivy twined about on the leather created. Not quite so blatant as the printed images within but more than enough to be suggestive.
Merrill would adore it.
Smiling over the thought did cause the crinkles at the corner of his visible eye, the other safely hidden behind a leather patch, deepen all the more. "You would think someone would not want these books found, how they get shelved about."
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Merrill would adore it.
Smiling over the thought did cause the crinkles at the corner of his visible eye, the other safely hidden behind a leather patch, deepen all the more. "You would think someone would not want these books found, how they get shelved about."