Summary
I took the book out of his fingers, which seemed to be clasped around it like the red leather held his soul. I analysed it and, after seeing that none of the pages had been ruined nor the ink smudged, I turned back to the blonde. "Thanks, saukerl." He grinned, teeth chattering as he made out a few simple words. "Guess I need a thank you kiss, eh Rose?" (Book Thief AU)