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“We’re not back to that, are we?” Kamryn frowned, genuine concern filtering through what had been fiery passion and flirtation.

“No. We’re not,” Elia confirmed. “I just realized that I’m happy where I am. I don’t see the need to change a single thing.”

“Not one thing?”

Elia shook her head. “Nothing.”

“What if… and bear with me on this because it’s not something that would happen right away, and I don’t want you to panic your little heart out. But what if I did get the job, and what if I moved into the Head of School house.” Kamryn dropped her gaze to Elia’s lips, and Elia knew that she was debating whether or not to kiss her.

“So you move.” Elia furrowed her brow, not quite following Kamryn’s train of thought. “It’ll be a whole lot nicer than the apartment in the dormitories.”

“It will be,” Kamryn agreed. “Far more…privacy than even your home here.”

“Yes.” They could use that to their advantage, though they’d never seemed to have issues with Elia’s house either. “Kam, I’m not sure I’m following.”

“If I get the job, move in with me.” Kamryn flicked her gaze up to Elia’s. “I’m serious.”

“And if you don’t get the job?” Elia asked.

“Then I’m going to be jobless and homeless and probably crashing on your couch.” Kamryn’s grin was full of cocky flirting.

Elia adored it. She pulled Kamryn in for a quick kiss. “Let’s be honest here. You won’t be sleeping on the couch.”

“Good to know.” Kamryn kissed her again. “And the other thing?”

“We’ll figure that out when it becomes an actual possibility.”

“Promise?”

“Yes, I promise.” Elia kissed her again. “Now, my guests are without wine, and I know how cranky Abagail gets without it. Let’s get back to them, shall we?”

“If you want to.” Kamryn smiled, the move lighting up her entire face. She took Elia’s hand in hers and they walked back to the living room together. It couldn’t have been a more perfect night. It was exactly what Elia had been wanting for years.

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“You ready?” Simone asked.

Kamryn was ready and not ready at the same time. And there was nothing she could do about it now. “As ready as I can be,” she muttered.

Simone opened the door to the conference room filled with board members. Kamryn swallowed the lump in her throat and begged the nerves that were taking over to dissipate sooner rather than later. She had advantages this time that she didn’t have last time, ones that no one else had.

The problem?

She was still in a relationship with Elia. And that could cause a conflict that the board wouldn’t want to continue to deal with.

Kamryn sat down at the head of the table and tried to plaster on a smile that meant she was calm and easy and ready for this interrogation—whoops, interview. Although it definitely felt like the former. The questions started easy, and Kamryn was readily able to lay out what her plans were for the future of the school.

Having been there the last six months helped drastically in how she made her plans. She was able to make them very specific, and she knew exactly where the majority of the problems were. Once Kamryn got into the flow of questionand answer, she started to actually enjoy herself, and the outfit she’d worn that day didn’t feel confining or like it was trying to strangle her.

“The board wanted to ask a few questions that are a bit personal in nature,” Simone started, and she looked uncomfortable.

Kamryn had known these questions would come up. They had to, especially since she’d outed herself and Elia earlier in the school year so boisterously. If she was the permanent Head of School, then it was going to really come into question whether or not she and Elia could work together, especially if a breakup happened.

“That’s all right,” Kamryn answered. She and Elia had prepared for these questions and had planned answers ready. With some help from Abagail. It was a good thing that that relationship was going much better.

“We know that you’re in a relationship with Dr. Elia Sharpe. Thank you for informing us of that.” Simone sounded so professional. Kamryn had to hand it to her. The board she had met six months ago wouldn’t have been prepared for this conversation in the least. They were letting Susy run everything and had no interest in participating in the conversations.

“I am.” Kamryn smiled at just the memory of when she’d told them, and the fact that they’d all stayed three hours late to figure out some sort of temporary solution so they could both stay on for the rest of the year. Their support of her and Elia had been clear in that moment.

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