I take a deep breath. “At least promise me that you’ll be careful.”
She sighs. “We’re only going to the cinema and out for dinner. You’ll probably have to pick us up and drop us off, too.”
I hadn’t thought about that particular detail. I could use this to my advantage.
“Will you promise me that you won’t be embarrassing?”
“I’m your dad, Skylar. I’ll be embarrassing to you even if I don’t mean to be.”
Luckily, she laughs.
This might not win me any Father of the Year awards, either – but I feel like I’m getting closer.
Jordan
Ireceive a message during my lunch break.
What are you doing tonight?
I’m not going anywhere with you.
What if it were for a good cause?
I doubt it.
I have to take Skylar to her date with Carter. Do you really want me to do it on my own, at risk of embarrassing her?
I laugh. I can already picture the scene.
Of course not.
So, will you come with me?
What else will we do?
Cinema and dinner.
This time I smile, despite myself. It’s been years since I last went to the cinema.
You know I can’t do that.
And you know that I won’t give in. I’ve read through the rules: there’s nothing to say that the head teacher can’t go out with the father of one of her students.
He’s actually right: there is no written rule about this. But it’s a question of morals.
It’s not that simple.
Maybe not, but I’m good at simplifying things.
I drum my fingers nervously on my desk, under Anya’s watchful gaze.
“Please tell me these are sexts.”
“He wants me to go with him to drop his daughter off on her date.”
“Do you want to go?”
“I don’t know.”
