“Come on, Kay, I’m going to be late. You know what Principal Davenport is like.” I don’t really want Kay to leave me alone, and, thanks to Kay’s early bird proclivities, I have plenty of time before I have to be at school.
“First of all.” Kay presses a bit closer against me. “Why are you still calling her Principal Davenport? You’ve taught at Northville High for two years now, and I’ve known Patty for ages.” Kay is obviously not interested in my reply, because I can feel her lips on the back of my neck already.
I turn over so I can fully face her. Sometimes, I still can’t believe I found someone like Kay—and I still catch myself thinking that I don’t deserve her. The ways in which she loves me, you’d think I was a flawless creature, and we both know I’m quite the opposite. “What’s the ot
