Daisy’s Secret Crush

***Daisy’s POV.***

The tension in the car is something to be thought about. Peter already left early as he had to make a schedule for tomorrow so right now Theo and I are in the back of a limo with a deadly silence which is making me nervous which is also making me hate it.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I thought something would happen after we left the party. But it is like after wearing my coat, I hid all the temptation from Theo, which sobered him up. I am an idiot to bring a coat. I should have brought a shawl. It is summer.

But then an idea comes to my mind when we come to a stop in front of the hotel. I hope it works. I pray and come out of the door when he opens it for me. I walk past him fast and enter the elevator. Obviously, as athletic as he is, he caught up with me.

When the door of the elevator closes, the heat rises up to another level. It is even difficult for me to stand still. I look at Theo to see if it is affecting him in any way too, but I am disappointed to see him busy on his phone.

That distracts me well. I get upset over the fact that he is not bothered about the fact I am this close to him. I know that I am beautiful, but why does it never work on Theo? I blame this on a stupid coat and I can’t even remove it in front of him, otherwise he would think I am doing that on purpose.

My floor comes one floor down to Theo and Peter. I get out as soon as the elevator door opens and leave without saying goodbye. I get in my room and remove my coat and throw it on the chair.

“You made Theo lose temptation. You bad, coat.” I say, to release my pent-up frustration.

I remove my heels, earrings, and pin from my hair. I wash my face, but before I can remove my dress, my phone rings. It is Mom. I talk to her for a few minutes and run my hand through my hair and massage my scalp.

When I hang up and go to remove the dress, someone knocks on my door. I go to open it but stop. I look into the mirror and slap my cheeks lightly. I take a deep breath and open the door, and excitedly jump from inside when I see Theo.

“You forgot your purse in the car,” Theo says as he gives me the purse.

“Oh! I must be too tired to notice it. But you didn’t have to bring it right now.” I say as I take it.

“That’s okay. I had gone down for something and the driver brought it to me before I left. I thought you would want it.” He says.

“Thanks,” I say.

“Welcome.” He says.

Damn him. Can’t he just do what other men in novels do? Like attacking me with a passionate kiss or trapping me between a wall and him to feel the heat of his body? Was that just a story? Obviously, it was. I stayed up all night to read those books to get some ideas.

I sigh and turn to put the purse away while he stands there wasting both of our time. But just as I am about to turn, another call comes from Toby and I may have spoken up his name intentionally because the next second, Theo puts his hand on my back and turns me around. Our lips meet as soon as I face him and hear the closing of the door. He puts one hand on my back and another on my cheek while I put my hands on his arms.

I gasp when he runs his tongue teasingly against my lips and his tongue takes that opportunity. I don’t back away from it and take the lead. I am a fast learner and from the first two kisses, I have learned enough to make Theo want for more.

I moan when he wraps my leg around his waist and backs me until I feel bed on the back of my legs. I feel the bed on my back next and the heat of his palm on my neck. He breaks the kiss and kisses my jaw then goes to my neck.

I lift my hips and accidentally brush against his arousal. The friction makes me feel dizzy. Theo groans and moves against me. It is frustrating but yet so good that none of us wants it to stop.

I feel the strap on my shoulder removed and then his warm kisses on it. He showers my neck and shoulder with open-mouth kisses and then the torment of his arousal. I run my hands through his hair and shoulder to get a grip on my sanity.

“Theo!” I moan his name out when he bites my shoulder and I feel myself close to my first-ever explosion.

But it never comes. I open my eyes to see Theo literally running out of my room. I try to bring my breathing under control and at the same I bear the frustration he left me in. What the hell happened?

I sit up on the bed in confusion and try to go through what happened and the only conclusion I can come to is I moaned out his name, which broke our beautiful spell. Damn it, this had to happen only when I was so close to…

No damn him for leaving me hanging like this again. The first time was when he broke the kiss because we were in public. This time, we were in the room’s privacy. What loss could he have faced in pleasing me? Isn’t he famous for that?

My mind is foggy right now and so frustrated. I get up from the bed and lock the door. I look at the phone to see a text from Toby saying he would come to pick me up at one in the afternoon.

I get changed out of my stupid dress and, for the first time in my life, take a cold shower. A girl has to take a cold shower. I will take revenge for this day from you, Theo. I promise.

I look at myself in the mirror as I wear the robe and I notice a small hickey at the junction of my shoulder and neck. I caress it and relieve the memory of his lips, which makes me shiver.

I shake my head and go out of the bathroom and straight to bed, “I am not in the mood for another cold shower right now.”

But obviously, the night was not good for me. I tossed and turned all night because of my dreams. Theo is haunting me in my dream too by leaving me hanging in them. I would have called it a nightmare, but some parts of it were amazing.

I woke up late as I had no other work because it was Sunday. I order in my breakfast of lemon ricotta pancakes, cinnamon roll waffles and eggs benedict and juice. Coffee could come later. I gobble up everything as I think about what to do about Theo.

How will he react when he sees me? Would he again say sorry? Or add more to it and say that there can’t be anything? Or add one more thing and say that it was a mistake? I can’t afford to rely on his reaction. The only thing I could do is to rely on my reaction. I could either chase him on this which would not be to my benefit as he would try to avoid me more. Or I could just act like nothing happened which would become too convenient for him and also he would feel relief which I can’t let him feel.

It is time to get tough with him. No mercy. I have a plan of what I would do if this subject is approached by any one of us. I would give him a reply which would neither be importance nor ignorance. But it would definitely ignite a fire of jealousy.

I pack up my bag and text Toby that I am ready at around half past twelve. He sounds like me too, frustrated. But why? He left the party before his green-eyed monster could attack him. Mine attacked me and ran with a tail between his legs.

I go down at one when Toby texts me and see Theo talking with Olivia in the lobby. He looks as handsome as ever like last night didn’t bother him at all. But then his eyes give him away when he looks at me and I see heaviness in them.

I wore a baby blue colored floral romper. It is backless too as it has a halter neck whose strap is tied behind my neck. It stops at the middle of my thigh snuggling my butt perfectly when I bend down.

Theo forgets that women have hundreds of options to attract men which are their weapons although the bestest weapon is just their eyes and smile which can melt anyone if used right. But it is a talent to seduce a girl with just one simple look.

And I am literally trying not to die right when I see the top two buttons of his blue shirt open. What is it with my obsession with Theo’s neck and chest? Every time I see him I lose my train of thought. But not today. I shake my head and approach them when Olivia waves at me. She looks like a smug cat who got a jar of cream without asking for it.

“So, are you ready to go with us?” Olivia asks and I frown.

“Did you forget, Olivia? I am going with Toby on the train.” I say with a smile.

“Yes. But that was before…” Olivia says but stops and tries to control her excitement I think.

“That was before what?” I ask.

“I don’t think Toby is going to-” Olivia says but gets interrupted by a cheerful voice.

“I am here. Sorry, I got late. I was stuck in traffic.” Toby says and takes me in his embrace and Olivia looks at him in shock. Looks like something happened between them too.