"Go ahead. I won't peep. But do you think there's any part of your body I haven't already seen?" Although Edward kept flirting with her, he turned around as she demanded. He knew Daisy was coy. If he pushed her too hard, she would really get angry with him. And Edward didn't plan to waste their night quarreling with her. He decided he'd better take a step back right now, so he could take things a step further after she finished her shower.
Daisy obviously didn't believe him. She wrapped herself with a sheet and hastily dashed toward the bathroom. Edward burst into snickers while hearing her hurried footsteps. 'Did she just say she didn't need my help? Didn't she notice that she didn't bring her pajamas in?' Edward beamed as he gazed at the closed door, 'Now, we'll just have to wait.'
He casually grabbed a towel to dry his wet hair, then he threw the towel on the floor. As he was about to turn, Edward suddenly remembered what he had promised Daisy. He stared at the towel for a while and sighed. He picked it up and placed it on the back of a nearby chair. Daisy was a soldier; she liked to see things in order, and she brought her habits into her daily life.
Edward turned around and saw the gorgeous and sexy dress Daisy wore that night. He could still recall how the other men drooled over his wife! He was so jealous that he really wanted to wrap Daisy up with his suit jacket to block other men's lustful gazes. Then he thought of the purpose of the party was to let the whole world know how beautiful and brilliant his wife was. No matter how jealous he got, he had to keep it to himself for the time being.
Daisy was definitely the focus of the whole party. She was the brightest diamond on the crown that outshone every woman present. She was stunning; she was Edward's wife, and she was a colonel! Edward believed that she would make the headlines tomorrow. Every newspaper and media outlet would be dying to write reports about her. Everyone would know who she was by then. Edward initially meant to sponsor the army base to back her up; but since some people didn't know she was Edward's wife and tried to mess with her, Edward had to do something else. Now he was sure no one would bully Daisy and get in the way of the promotion she deserved.
Edward knew Daisy was a decent and honorable soldier. She didn't like to get her career involved with his business; she'd rather fight for her own honors and medals. That was why Edward had put Rain in charge of the affairs relating to the army base. He wanted to do whatever he could to help Daisy without getting in her way. He wouldn't interfere in her job if that was what she wanted, but it didn't mean he would sit there and watch others bully his wife. They picked on Daisy because they thought she was just an ordinary female soldier without a strong background, and Edward intended to show them how wrong they were. Daisy wasn't just some woman; she had the whole of FX International Group to back her up.
As for the accusation of Daisy taking bribes, Edward didn't even worry. The party tonight would sink a lot of rumors. Any sensible person would understand that how ridiculous it would be for Daisy to dig her own grave by taking bribes. She was seen driving a luxurious Ferrari once, so what? It was her own car rather than a bribe, and it wouldn't match the wealth she had access to as Edward's wife.
While Edward was lost in thought, Daisy realized she had been trapped in an awkward situation. Edward was right; she really needed his help even after she thought she could take care of everything now that she got rid of the dress. She could either ask Edward to pass her the pajamas, or she could walk out with only a bath towel like Edward did. However, women were different from men! Daisy couldn't just wrap the towel around her waist, could she? But the towel was too short for her to cover her torso properly. She would be just as naked if she just wore a bath towel.
Daisy looked at herself in the mirror, her face as red as an apple. She made a funny face at the mirror and then took a deep breath to calm herself down. She discreetly pulled the door slightly open, and peeped from the crack, trying to find whether Edward was still in the bedroom. Daisy was mad at herself. She always acted like a fool in front of Edward, such as dashing into the bathroom without bringing her pajamas more than once. What happened to the decisive colonel she used to be?
"Honey, are you spying on some invisible enemy or trying to seduce me?" Although Edward was immersed in his thoughts, he kept an eye on the bathroom all the time. When he heard noise coming from the other side of the door, he strode forward and stopped in front of the door, waiting for Daisy to ask him to pass her the pajamas. But Edward hadn't expected that instead of asking him for help, Daisy would furtively check outside the door. She looked nothing like a colonel but only an innocent little woman right now.
"Ahh! How long have you been standing here?" Surprised to see Edward's eyes when she opened the door, Daisy froze and stammered. She should have just closed the door directly! When she realized that she was practically naked, she wanted to slam the door, but Edward wouldn't let her. He stuck his feet into the crack and pressed his body against the door. Daisy could only get away if she just slammed the door without thinking whether Edward would get hurt; but she couldn't do that.
"When you finished your bath and didn't come out. I figured out what you were about to do, " Edward replied with his eyebrows raised. He could feel that Daisy was pushing against the door from behind. From his angle, he could only see Daisy's head. He wondered how sexy it must be behind the door where Daisy only wore a bath towel, or was even naked! Her curves were more appealing as she pushed hard and tried to close the door.
"Honey, just back off and pass me my pajamas, will you?" Daisy gave up on the hard way and tried to play cute. It worked every time when she called Edward 'honey' softly. Would Edward concede this time? Absolutely not! He was pissed when Daisy called another man by his first name on the party, even though that man was her younger brother. Daisy usually called Edward by his full name, and she only address him as honey when she needed something. Edward wouldn't surrender easily this time.
Remember, you said you didn't need my help. Did you forget already? I can't help wondering whether you were washing your body or your brain for the past half hour.
Edward answered slowly with a smirk as if he had no intention to fetch her pajamas. Daisy on the other hand, was anxious to death! She didn't wear anything and she didn't want Edward to see her like that. Meanwhile, she was afraid Edward would catch her off-guard and barge in. She had no choice but to press herself against the door, but she couldn't push it too hard because it might hurt Edward's feet. Looking up at the culprit who had put her into such a miserable situation, Daisy found his smirk really annoying and she wanted to kick him so badly.