Isaac stared up at her, unsure whether to laugh or sigh.
He ended up just giving her a small wave and an awkward smile.
"You can keep working," Celia said. "I'll see you at breakfast."
With that, she moved back from the window and disappeared from sight.
Isaac was about to return to the fields when he felt hands slide over his shoulders from behind, wrapping around him lightly.
A warm presence leaned close, and a whisper brushed against his ear.
"Would you look at that? I never knew my Isaac had such a talent for being a playboy. You must have done something amazing last night if she already looks head over heels for you."
Isaac rolled his eyes and stepped away.
He turned, and sure enough, Professor Catherine stood there, carrying a teasing smile. It wasn't subtle either. It was the kind of smile that made her intentions clear, she was enjoying this too much.
