“Let’s go.” “I don’t have my key, I left it inside my room.” He nods before moving into his office, grabbing out a key card. “Master key,” he explains. I frown at that. “I’m not sure I like the idea that people have access to my room whenever they want.” “Not people, just me and the dean.” My head tilts to the side at that. “Why you? The dean and the swim coach? Seems like a strange combination.” His jaw tightens as he gives me a look of irritation. “Is that how you say thank you?” “No,” I answer flatly,
