Professor F novel Chapter 5

Augustine still hides her face with her hands and realized that Gail was staring at her from behind the counter. She embarrassingly lowers her hand and acted normally.

Henry stands beside her and whispered. "You see that handsome guy who just walked in?" She nodded and waited for what Henry is about to say. "He's a regular. You might want to know his type of coffee. He's very particular about it."

She nodded. She wanted to ask more about the ‘handsome guy’ but she didn't want Henry to think that she’s interested. But then, Henry is one talkative guy. "I think he teaches at your college.”

What?! Her eyes widened in shock.

Henry continued. “You're an engineering major, right?"

She felt cold. “Y—yeah.” He’s an engineering professor?!

Henry whistled. "Damn. You're smart." He grabs the tray of used plates while throwing the tissues on the bin. "I'm taking economics. Thank God we don't have professors like him." He chuckled, sounding grateful.

She got curious and couldn't help herself glancing while Gail takes his order. Gail seemed more engaging but that hot creature wasn't as much. He is wearing his usual straight, serious face.

"Like him?” August whispered, wondered what Henry meant exactly. Is he a terrible professor?

She noticed Henry glanced at his wristwatch. "It's almost eleven. You said you're leaving at eleven, right?"

"Oh, crap." She grabbed her bag and coat. "I'll try to drop by later. 'Bye!"

"Wait! Your red velvet—" He watched Augustine rushed out of the coffee shop. "I'll just wrap it for take out.” But he thinks August didn’t even hear what he just said.” “For later then.” He mumbled.

Tom approaches him while shaking the drink in his latte shaker, as they both look at Augustine outside of the shop. "You got a pretty face over there, huh?"

Henry laughs shortly. "She's also smart."

"She single?" Tom continues to ask.

"Like I would ask her that on her first day! That would be creepy!”

“Will you stop talking and go to work?” Gail told them after taking all the orders from the customer and started to help in cleaning tables.

“Why are you so upset?” Henry asked, laughing.

“She’s just jealous we’re eyeing on a pretty face.” Tom teased.

“Excuse me,”

They both stopped messing around and turned to see the guy’s dark expression. “Yes, Professor?”

“What you are doing is wrong.” He answered.

“Pardon?”

“I meant this coffee. Do it again, please.”

“Oh, sorry. Yes, Professor. I think we got the new guy working today.” Henry apologized.

“I’ll take care of it.” Tom smiled as he takes the cup.

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