He looked at Summer Sutton with a somewhat deep gaze. In fact, Summer hadn't done anything, she was simply smelling the flowers around her, but in that moment, Watt Bennet's mind wandered a bit too far.
While staring at her, he suddenly blurted out, "Shall we continue what we didn't finish last time here?"
His tone didn't sound teasing; rather, he seemed to have some expectation.
Summer Sutton's hand, which was picking flowers, froze solidly, leaving her dumbfounded on the spot.
Why on earth would he think of that?
Summer Sutton felt that Watt and herself were getting a bit too wild lately. It was one thing to lose restraint at home, but shouldn't they be more held back when outside?
What if someone came to the farm again and caught them? Summer Sutton couldn't afford to lose face like that.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Pretending she didn't understand his words, Summer turned elsewhere to continue picking roses.
