Henry

I kiss her again, then hop to my feet. I reach out my hand and help her up.

“I guess I know what I’ll be doing this week,” she grumbles.

As we walk inside, I let her know that I want to stop in and see Connor on our way back to the Academy.

“No problem. Maybe we could stop for a late lunch since we’re just eating breakfast now?” she asks.

“What a great idea. Let me call him and confirm,” I say, grabbing my phone. “Oh, and I thought we could call Kennedy together on ...