#Chapter Forty-Nine
"As you can see," Gunner said to the Dean. "They are all rumours."
Kitty nodded her head. "Yeah."
The Dean sent careful glances of suspicion between either of them before looking down at the papers in his hand and tapping on them with one finger. "We have a report of you two having sex in the backyard of his home, and following that, several people came up to tell us that you often went over to his place and that you seemed to have an unnaturally close relationship to him."
"Well," Kitty said. "I went over to his place to see Melanie. You know about my father's trial. She was the victim and I befriended her."
The Dean's eyes lit up at Melanie's name, now privy to an interesting piece of gossip. "Melanie who?"
"I can't tell you that," Kitty said.
Disappointment flashed in his eyes. "There was also a security guard who saw you entering his office late at night one day. He came forward after hearing the rumours about Gunner and you."
"Don't you think it's weird he only mentioned something after rumours started floating around? I never entered his office out of school hours. He clearly loves gossip."
The Dean paused in consideration, and Kitty knew she had made a good point. "The way he looks at you, the way you look at him…" he said. "It's like - "
"Think you've been watching too many movies, Dean," Gunner remarked. "I have a wife."
"And I have a boyfriend," Kitty said.
"It wouldn't be the first time someone cheated on a partner. It's entirely possible that you two - "
"You have a point," Gunner said and Kitty stared at him in horror.
The Dean's eyes widened. "Now we're getting somewhere."
"Talk to Mrs. Edwards."
"And why should I?"
"She'll tell you," Gunner said. "How she turns me on. Can't control myself around her."
The Dean pursed his lips. "She did come to me talking about a particular incident."
"Well then why are we still having this conversation?"
"You're really not sleeping with her?"
"I have a foster daughter, Dean," Gunner said. "This job is very important to me."
He slumped back into his chair. "Okay then, I'm clearing the two of you."
And Kitty pumped the air with her fist in her mind.