Matthew knew what he needed to do, so he went to see Daisy. And because she was a workaholic like he was, it was easy to find her.
"You left without telling me," he confronted her angrily.
"I had an early meeting," she replied as she checked the paper in her hand.
Matthew was incensed that Daisy was handling the situation much better than he was. "Aren't we going to talk about what happened last night?"
"We're both adults, and we both consented to what happened last night, so what is there to talk about?" she answered nonchalantly.
"Marry me," he blurted out, wanting to do the right thing.
Daisy raised an eyebrow, "Is this some kind of joke?"
"We slept together," he ground out his teeth, "I need to be responsible for you." He knew that last night was her first time, and being old-fashioned he knew he must protect her virtue at all costs.
