Chapter 22

Terry’s legs ached as he climbed the stairs to Kyle’s office. It was only on the third floor, but since Terry had powered through as many laps as he could in twenty minutes, he was exhausted. It would all be worth it if Kyle was free to see him. He’d pop in, give him a smile, ask some banal question about upcoming classwork, then vanish, maybe with a parting wink if there weren’t any witnesses. The thought drove Terry up that last set of steps, despite the weeping sensation in his muscles.

Sadly, the door was closed when Terry finally made it to the office. Through the window he spotted someone sitting in the chair across from Kyle at the desk. Terry casually walked past, not daring to linger and spy on who was stealing away this time he could be having with Kyle.