"It's quite possible. haha... My head feels dizzy. I should go back to sleep. Ciao." Tom said. Meanwhile, he was thinking, 'Now is the best time for me to escape. Otherwise, Edward might expose his intentions at any second. Who knows what kind of challenging task he would assign to me then? I must run off now in order to avoid all possible troubles.'
"What's the matter with him? Why did he run away so abruptly?" Daisy spotted Tom running and asked in confusion. She wondered if Edward's joke had scared him away.
"Just ignore him. It's quite possible that he has too much on his plate." Edward answered. But he didn't tell her the truth. The fact was that Edward was playing some psychological tactics with Tom. And Tom had lost the battle, so he fled. But Tom shouldn't have escaped in such a hurry. After all, Edward was still too weak to do anything to him.
"Would you like some water?" Daisy asked, getting over Tom's sudden sprint. She was not nosy. Since Edward said that nothing was wrong, she stopped further questioning.
"If you would feed me from your mouth, I would definitely love some more water." Edward put on a luscious smile. He loved the softness of Daisy's lips.
Then I will pour you some water." Daisy smiled slyly and handed over a cup with a straw to Edward. Daisy had already seen through Edward's tricks -- he just wanted to take advantage of her. So she had prepared all daily necessities beforehand and caught Edward by surprise.
No way, honey. Are you going to feed me water like this? It's so lame and sissy." Edward frowned in rejection. 'The reality is miles away from what I was imagining. I thought I could drink the water from her mouth, and I'll get to kiss her. Not only do I not get the soft kiss I was hoping for, but I'm also being forced to drink through a straw. Daisy treats me like a child.' Edward complained in his mind.
Sissy? Not at all. I think it's cute." Daisy examined the cup and frowned as if in serious contemplation. She looked truly innocent.
"Seriously? Now you are comparing me to cute things?" Edward distinctly enunciated each word. He was a handsome and well-built man. How could someone call him cute? It was a feminine word. Daisy was probably lost in her dream world, and that's why she didn't notice his macho personality.
No. It has nothing to do with you. I'm just saying that the cup is cute. Stop playing your dirty little tricks on me. Rest assured, I would not feed you water through my mouth." Daisy made her point; then she placed the straw into his mouth. With a curl of her brow, she hinted to Edward to take a quick sip of the water.
What if I ask you to feed me through your mouth?" Edward licked his mouth with the tip of his tongue. His sensuous gesture was so tempting that Daisy's hand quivered in response. Noticing her own gaffe, Daisy reminded her inner-self, 'Daisy, you are in the military. You can't get mesmerized by Edward's good looks and charm.'
She somehow managed to regain her composure and said, "Do you seriously think I will feed you that way?" Without further bargain and negotiation, Daisy just stuffed the straw into Edward's mouth. Her action wasn't the least bit tender; rather it was quite rough just like a bold soldier.
"Hey, are you trying to murder me? Be gentle." Edward rolled his eyes in annoyance, and he finally gave up the idea of mouth-to-mouth feeding. Instead, he took several sips, then turned his face to the other side as an indication of his anger. His complaining look really got to Daisy. But she loved him too much to bash him up.
Then she decided to ignore him and began to think about asking Tom what diet and exercise were recommended for Edward after the surgery. This way she would be able to give better care to Edward and it would also help speed up his recovery. As her little quibble with Edward had alleviated her sleepiness, she decided to finish her work instead. Edward continued his moping, but she decided to let him be for a while. She thought it would be best if she waited till his anger subsided. In doing so, she had to dismiss him from time to time. Otherwise, he would think that she couldn't live without him. Edward was waiting for Daisy to console him, but his wish didn't come true. For a long while, he just heard the firm sound of tapping on the keyboard and nothing else. It totally shattered his confidence.
Perplexedly, he turned around and what he saw was quite a sight. Daisy was working intently. He had planned to get her attention, but now he didn't want to disturb her. It must be some urgent work, or else she wouldn't need to burn the midnight oil. But wasn't Daisy on vacation? How urgent was the task that she had to finish it now?
Daisy, on the other hand, noticed his stare, yet pretended not to see it. She continued her work, typing into the document her insights and the contrasting parameters of various weapons. Since there wasn't much left to be done, she decided to finish her work first before talking to Edward again.
Tick tock... Edward's eyes were fixed on Daisy. 'Tom must have applied some ointment on her face. That's why it's turning rosy now. Huh, Tom may not be reliable in other matters, but he is one hell of a doctor for sure. His treatment takes effect rather quickly. Edward thought.