Lucy’s POV
“The one and the same…” I sighed as I gripped the steering wheel more tightly, watching as the helicopter swooped back around.
“Oh… a-am I supposed to bow or anything?” Suzy asked sheepishly, her eyes about to bug out of her head.
“Goddess, please no! I’m just “Lucy” right now; freshly graduated student of Yale.”
“Didn’t he who will not be named meet you there too? I had graduated last year with him, and he’d asked me out and everything.” Suzy shook her head as she clicked her nails against the dashboard, watching the SUV in front of us turn.
“Yah. We met in Political Science with Professor Hershel four years ago and had just kinda hit it off. But he never struck me as the cheating type.” He’d been my first too. I poured silently, swearing I’d try many more males before set
