Prof’s fingers mildly combed through his salt and pepper hair. He had a very lusty look in his eyes. He got up from his seat, reached and placed his...hand on Harry’s shoulder. An uncertainty was written on his face. He was fighting, not to look like a loser. His hand put a squeezing pressure on Harry’s shoulder and caused Harry’s stomach to flip. He could disobey the Professor and leave only against his will.Seeing Harry stay still and not move to leave, Professor smiled and his hand reached for. She’s in intensive care and will be back in the ward in two hours so you’ve plenty of time to shower, shave, eat and become the handsome young husband she knows. ‘Take your time and just stroll down to the dining room. We’ve three very special guests who are anxious to see the hero. Now up and dress. See you soon.’ The eternal mother swept out of the room. Standing in the dining room sipping wine were the Blake Pastoral Surgeon, his erstwhile nurse and full time wife, and a stranger, another. “Did you?” she asked in Russian, and with a smirk.“It would be against University rules and could get her fired,” I replied, but in English... “Not an answer!” she laughed, switching to English.“You know me better than that,” I said.“That you won’t say if you did or that you didn’t do it?”“Troublemaker!”“Always! Elizaveta won’t get upset if I give you a birthday kiss on the cheek, will she?”“She’s Russian enough to understand,” I replied. “And you’re Russian, so she won’t read anything into. Me: you are the most beautiful girl I have seen till now chithi.Chithi: are there no girls in your college or in your classMe: they are not as mush caring and beautiful as you chithi.Chithi: do you mean itMe: yesChithi: why did you tell me this soonerMe: I was afraidChithi: of meMe: afraid of our family chithi, think what will happen if you refuse and tell about it to my parents are anyone, my only option would have been suicide chithiChithi: you know this is a sin rightMe: ya I know but a sin.