Chapter 11

Having decided this, Kayla soon became sleepy. It had been a long day. Kayla kissed Alvin on the head and headed for the bedroom.

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The next day, an email to Jane was topmost in Kayla’s mind. Yet she wanted to wait for the most relaxed opportunity—not in the apartment when Reese might be around. Although, of course, the email was technically about making posters for the Pride Center, Kayla was quite aware that her interest in Jane went beyond that. And that Reese at least suspected as much. The idea of spending a whole afternoon watching that pretty, expressive face and listening to that clear, tinkling voice struck Kayla as pure joy.

Shortly after her lunch break, Kayla had an open hour in her counseling schedule. What luck! She went into her office and closed the door halfway, then started working diligently on a report she needed to write. If the other staff thought she was busy with work, maybe they would leave her alone for a bit.

This was the email she composed: