With a mischievous smile, Isaac pulled Darcy into his arms and planted a kiss on her forehead.
The look on Darcy's face instantly changed as she wriggled out of his arms, attracting everyone's attention.
"Mr. Yancey, Ms. Fuller, I'm sorry. I-I..."
Her eyes flickered as she pointed at Isaac, then at herself, unable to speak coherently.
Isaac let out a hearty laugh. "Darcy, I'm just teasing you. Relax. I just wanted to kiss you. You don't have to act like you're being bitten by a dog. If you're like this now, how can we get intimate if you agree to be with me in the future?"
At this, Darcy instantly went red as a beet and glared at Isaac.
"Mr. Middleton, y-you promised to pursue me properly, and n-not force me like how you used to previously," she stammered.
