“That’s a good idea, since you’re going to have to have some kind of plan after you graduate from high school next spring.”
“I do have a plan,” I said. “To get out.”
She sent me an odd look. “And go where?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Wherever. I’ve always wanted to get away...go somewhere where I’m worth something, where I’m not a piece of s**t Parker, where I can just be Knox and make my own way.”
Sympathy flooded her baby blues as she cupped my face in both hands. “You’re worth something to me.”
I pressed my forehead to hers. “And that’s why I’m waiting to see where you go first. Because wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be, too.”
Her lips parted. “Knox,” she whispered.
“I love you, City.” My voice broke with uncertainty as I realized this was the first time I was telling her
