"Edward, sing to me," Daisy requested abruptly in the car. Upon hearing her words, Edward stepped hard on the brake. Fortunately, the traffic wasn't heavy on the road.
"Be careful." Daisy narrowly escaped bumping her head. Edward was worried that she might be a bad driver. But he didn't seem to be any better than her. She stared at him angrily, seeming like it didn't occur to her at all how much her words had affected him.
"I'm sorry. Are you hurt?" Edward carefully scanned her. Assured that she was fine, he was relieved. Her words took him by surprise and they sounded illogical to him. He reached for her forehead to see if she was having a fever.
"It's just singing. Why are you acting so dramatically?" Daisy took his hand off her forehead angrily. She had become unreasonable and irritable, a sharp contrast to her usual self.
"Honey, it's not strange to sing a song. I'm just wondering why you suddenly asked for it under the given circumstance." Edward wasn't mad. He was more than happy to tolerate all her unreasonable behaviors. This brought forth her feminine side and made him feel that she needed him.
"I see. You must be a terrible singer. So you are scared. Don't be. I won't make fun of you." Daisy said. Edward didn't know why she thought he couldn't sing. He just wasn't keen on singing.
Maybe you didn't realize it. Your words sound sarcastic right now. But I don't mind. You will know in the future whether I can sing or not." Edward smiled resignedly. So far she was the only one that thought he couldn't sing. But he didn't want to take it seriously. A song wasn't really what she wanted right now. She was still in the shock that her mom had been murdered. What saddened her the most was that she knew who killed her mother, but she didn't have any solid evidence to put the murderer away.
"Honey, I don't want to go home." Daisy leaned on Edward. She was exhausted. Her eyes wandered. It seemed she had said those words unconsciously. She might not even know what she was doing.
"Okay. Where do you want to go?" Edward said. He thought it might be just a momentary thought of Daisy's. She might change her mind very soon, but Edward was willing to take her wherever she wanted to go.
"Let's go on a trip. Leave the city and go somewhere nobody knows us." For the first time Daisy wanted to escape from everything. Thinking of the moment when she had left home earlier today, she was too embarrassed to go back home and face Jonathan and Cynthia.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Edward pulled over his car. He would love to go on a trip with her, but he wasn't sure her busy schedule allowed her to do such an impetuous thing.
I don't know." Daisy felt so fragile, so delicate. She used to endure all the sorrows alone and weep helplessly. Now she had Edward. When she was tired, there was his shoulder for her to lean on. When she was hurt, he would take her into his arms. She wasn't alone anymore. Edward took a deep breath. He straightened her messy hair affectionately. She looked so frustrated, which didn't conform to the military uniform she was wearing. She was in too much pain to notice that. She looked lifeless as if she had been possessed. Edward had to think her words over.
"Shall we go to Maple Night? It's a great place to relax." Edward carefully measured every sentence he said, trying to figure out what she really wanted.
"Edward, are you kidding me? Maple Night is in the city." Daisy rolled her eyes. She wasn't born yesterday.
Are you sure about the trip? Think carefully. Once it is decided, you can not change your mind again." Edward had suggested Maple Night only because he was worried that she would be too busy to make enough time for a long trip. But Daisy not only didn't seem to appreciate it but also blamed him. Edward felt wronged. Since she sounded firm, he decided to set off right away. Taking her out of town was the easiest thing for him.
"Blpph! Are you mad?" Daisy pinched his cheek. His skin felt so tender and smooth. She wondered how a man could have a skin fairer than women. She pouted and pinched it harder.
"Hey! Are you trying to kill me? It hurts," Edward said, but he didn't slap her hand away. The pain on his cheek was nothing compared to the pain she had in her heart.
"Don't exaggerate it. It's just a light pinch. It's not going to kill you. Let's go. To hell with work and everything. Tomorrow is weekend. No matter what happens, Kevin will be there and he'll handle everything."
In Daisy's eyes, Kevin was outstanding. He made her feel warm and she looked up to him. Heroes admired heroes.
"He sounds omnipotent. What do you think of me?" Whenever it came to Kevin, Edward couldn't stay calm. No man could ever stand the love of his life praising another man, unless he was only pretending to be calm or he didn't love her at all. All men wanted to be the best in the eyes of the woman they loved.
Hmm, you... I need to think about it. But I'm sure about one thing, that is, you are not omnipotent in military. Every trade has its own master. Kevin may not be able to do your job either. You two work in different fields and are good at different things. You have respective merits,"
Daisy said earnestly and didn't realize that Edward was jealous. Edward was unhappy about it. He thought Daisy simply ignored his mood.
"Never mind. You are mine, and your heart will be mine too." Edward started the car and drove his way out of the city. Since Daisy wanted to leave the city, he would give her what she wanted.
"Where are we going?" The views on either side of the street flashed back. Daisy was curious why Edward had chosen that route. It wasn't the way back home.
"I'm going to sell you." Edward gave a mysterious smile. Daisy had suggested a trip, but by now she had completely forgotten all about it. Edward wondered whether she was confused or she was just messing with him. No matter what, he had made his decision, and that was it. She couldn't go back.
"More likely, I'll sell you. A pretty boy with fair skin like you is exactly what some perverts are looking for. If I were you, I would think carefully about where we are going right now." Daisy smiled. She had survived so many life-or-death situations, selling her definitely wouldn't happen.
"You are lucky that I love you. Otherwise, you would have been in trouble because of the 'pretty boy' you said. Dispose of the filthy thoughts from your mind. I will never be some pervert's toy boy."
Edward hated it when someone described him with words like pretty or beautiful, as these were usually used for females. If Daisy hadn't been the woman he loved, he would have thrown her out of the car.
"Should I feel flattered?" Daisy smiled and secretly felt complacent that she got him angry so easily. He didn't seem to be as arrogant as people used to say. She wanted to tell him that he was the one who had filthy thoughts in his mind all the time.