Towards the end of evening, Isabella and Ethan walked out through the entrance door hand in hand.
Now they were face to face just beyond the threshold, with Ethan's hand placed gently on her waist while her arms crossed over his neck.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?" Isabella asked, smiling up at him.
Ethan raised an eyebrow with a playful grin. "I have a company to run now, you know. But sure."
Isabella rolled her eyes in amusement. "Come here."
She grabbed him by the face and pulled him down into a kiss. Their lips met softly at first, then deepened as Ethan's grip on her waist tightened just a bit.
But right then, Percival, who had decided to drive himself to the manor, pulled up to a halt just outside the large gates. From his already rolled-down window in the driver's seat, he saw it.
It didn't matter that there was distance between the see-through gates and the entrance doors of the manor. His werewolf eyes could see clearly across that span.
