Run Away

Leila

“What idea was that?”

“To talk with the dean. Let him know you met Christopher in class, and you would like to see him outside of the university on your off time.”

“No!” I shrieked. “Are you crazy!”

“You were the one who wanted to tell him what had happened.”

I shook my head. “I got over it. The class is done. I want to keep it my little secret.”

“Keep your secret,” she said easily. “Tell the dean you are interested in dating Christopher. Don’t tell him you banged the guy in the library. Sheesh. You know you don’t have to tell everyone every little detail.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not telling everyone. I told you.”

“Talk to him.”

“I don’t have his number.”

“I’m sure you could get it.”

“He has my number,” I told her.

She looked surprised. “He does? You gave it to him even though you told him you could never see him?”

I grinned. “It’s on my email. I emailed him a couple of weeks ago. If he was smart, which I know he is, he would look for it there.”

“But why should he look for it? Y