Daisy’s Secret Crush

***Daisy’s POV.***

I don’t look back at him as I am busy wiping my tears away. How I thought this night might end differently and how worse it is going on right now. I knew Theo would get a bit upset about me hiding my identity, but I never thought that he would think of me as a gold digger or a schemer.

I thought he would ask me why I did it and I would just simply say that I like him and wanted him to see how good it could be between us. After that, I would have tried to convince him to date me.

But it all went down the drain. Now he would forever think that I was scheming with her Mom and trying to trap him in marriage. He doesn’t want any kind of relationship with me. I can’t forget the way he said that he would have to get married to me if he had slept with me like he was getting poisoned.

“Please stop crying. I am sorry. I really thought that you were back because of my Mom’s condition. That is why I was trying to stay away from family gatherings and assumed that you were trying to trap me when you hid your identity earlier. My assumptions were wrong. I am sorry.” He says and I look beside me in the cab to see him looking at me with guilt in his eyes. But it is all very blurry to notice clearly.

“I don’t… want to… talk to… you.” I say between sobbing.

“You are literally shaking. I am sorry, Daisy, I really am.” He says as he takes me in his arms.

I am too tired to protest as I lay there because of three reasons. One, I am super drunk, which is coming down on me with full force right now. Second, I am really hurt by his words and his mindset about me. And third, even though I am hurt by him, my heart doesn’t want to leave the warmth of his arms.

It feels so good to be in his arms that my sobs die down gradually and my eyes droop down too. I dream of floating in the air and then landing on soft ground, but when a warm cloth touches my head; I open my eyes gingerly.

“You are awake.” Theo says, and I feel like I am still dreaming.

“What are you doing here?” I ask.

“You were feeling too cold right now. So, I thought to warm you up.” He says, showing the towel.

“There are other ways to warm up.” I say blandly.

“What?” He asks.

I grab his cheeks in both of my hands and bend him down for a kiss so fast that he didn’t even have time to react. I sigh with relief when his warm lips touch mine. I hold on to their warmth and it turns intense. Theo responds to my kiss a few seconds later and pushes me more into the bed.

I love this dream more than any other dream in my life. And I don’t want it to stop, no matter what. That was the last thought I had before I lost my consciousness to sleep and hear a groan.

Next day, I woke up to my head pounding a bit. I rub my eyes and look around to see I am in my room. As my head still feels fuzzy, I go to wash up first, then make out what happened last night.

And after brushing my teeth and washing my face, last night’s memories come back to me in a flash. I stagger a bit as I realise that Theo’s and mine’s second kiss can’t be a dream.

I was trying to think back hard when the door to my room opened and Theo entered with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand, which looked more welcoming to me than anything right now. But when he smiles at me, another event comes to my mind. His stupid accusations.

I turn away from him in anger and say, “What are you doing here? You should not be here. What if I tell others we spent the night together, and you get trapped into marrying me?”

“I am here with truce coffee. I am sorry I made those stupid assumptions. I have known you, even for a little while, that you are never the one to go behind someone’s back. I should have remembered the time when you came upfront about wanting to play with us rather than following us around.” He says, but I don’t turn around.

“Well, that fixes nothing.” I say with a sniff.

“I know. But I hope this will help.” He says and as he puts the coffee and a letter beside it.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Thousands of sorrys.” He says and leaves before I can say anything.

I look at the now closed doors with a yearning. I picked up the letter and saw it was literally that in his beautiful handwriting. I smile as I remember why he did this.

When I used to get caught during a prank because of a silly mistake, I used to write a letter just like this for Theo. He used to smile after seeing that and used to say he was not my teacher. But that was the only way I knew how to apologise as a little girl, as I used to be always late doing my homework for school.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

I run my fingers through those words and feel his apology from it. I take the coffee and drink it. Maybe I can talk to him later about us, after the wedding is over, and see if he wants to try it. I bite my lips as I look in the mirror. Yes, I will give it a shot one last time.

But I get busy with the preparation for the rehearsal dinner. As for Theo, I don’t see him around much. Every time I see him, he is busy with Adam or talking over the phone about something.

I don’t get a chance at rehearsal dinner too as I am seated next to Noah, who is going to walk down with me as a groomsman. While Theo would walk with Dani, which did not sit well with Davis.

“So, what else happened?” Noah asks me after dinner as we spread out to have a drink and dessert.

“Nothing. Other than that, he accused me of being a schemer.” I say as I take a small sip of champagne.

“WHAT?” He says way too loudly, which draws everyone’s attention towards us. I take his hand and move towards a corner of the room where nobody can hear us.

“It was like this…” I tell him everything that happened in the short version.

“Did he say sorry?” He asks and looks upset with Theo.

“Yes. He wrote me an apology letter.” I say with a shy smile.

“Oh!” He says as if understanding.

“Stop it.” I say as he knows how I value even little things people remember about me and when it is Theo, it means a whole lot more than that.

“So, nothing else happened. But are you going to ask him out?” He asks.

“I don’t think he will say yes.” I say as I get sad.

“And how did you reach that conclusion?” He asks.

“It feels like he has been avoiding me and doesn’t want to even have small talk. Like he is scared that if Heather saw us together, she would wed us there and then.” I say with a pout.

“Well, I beg to differ with the way he is looking at us right now like he would love to be in your company more than with Ryan’s friends.” Noah says and puts a single strand of hair behind my ear.

“Don’t do that. You know your brother well. He won’t date me if he thinks we are dating or you are interested in me.” I say as I slap his hand away.

“Well, with the determination in his eyes, he is walking towards us to save you from me. I think he wouldn’t care about any of those things and have you.” He says.

“He is coming over here?” I ask, and my heartbeat picks up.

“Yes. Your knight in shining armour is coming.” He says, but his brow scrunches a second later and he says, “He is a sneaky bastard.”

“Noah!” I exclaim when he curses.

“He is sending your Dad instead. I have to run. But don’t forget my words.” He says and literally runs away.

I turn around to see my Dad coming towards me with another plate of shortcakes and Theo turning away with a last look at me. I smile as my Dad takes the glass from me and hands me a plate instead.

I look at him going anywhere else to chat, but avoiding me totally. Is what Noah said is right? Is Theo avoiding me intentionally? Does he want to avoid talking about what happened between us last night because he feels something, too?

If any of it is true, I would do anything to make him realise it. I would not stop until he accepted this heated thing between us, which made me frustrated like hell.

Two kisses are not enough. I want thousands of them. This time, I would jump right in without thinking twice. Because this time I know his desire for me.