The Experimental Professor 12

The next week flew by. The two worked in the office until she was happy with the result. He knew somehow that he had to keep it more to her standards than his own. He was happy with it in the first place. He had been hoping that he wouldn’t have that many visitors from the staff or student body if the office was a mess. Though she told him otherwise many times. He knew she was right. He didn’t want to admit that to her, though. He went mute as he looked at her when she lectured him on doing something right though he was smiling internally as she would go on and on.

During that first week of working together, he saw the glimmer of the spark that made her so successful. The apartment had been one thing he had seen, but she had the drive to get things in the right place. He had meant what he had said the night at the apartment. Her secret was safe with him.