Daisy’s Secret Crush

***Daisy’s POV.***

“This is your captain speaking…” The captain starts his announcement, and Theo is still in shock.

I wave my hand in front of his face, which wakes him up, and he takes his hand back as if he was burnt.

“What are you doing here, Daisy?” Theo asks.

“Looks like you didn’t hear me earlier. I am here as your consultant and designer for your new project.” I say, but when I see the wheels turning in his head, “And before you say I planned something like this to be with you, then you should think again, as I would not accept another letter of apology from you this time.”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Still, I would like to know, how?” He asks with suspicion still in his eyes.

“Why don’t we sit down and put on our seatbelts, then talk maybe?” I ask.

He nods and I sit down in my seat, and he takes a seat opposite to mine. Our knees brush against each other, which makes us look at each other. Damn, even a small brush like this makes my senses go high. What would happen when we would make love? I am sure I am blushing right now.

“Stop that.” Theo says as he points a finger at me.

“Stop what?” I ask.

“I know what you are thinking.” Theo says as he takes a sharp breath.

“What am I thinking?” I ask with a teasing smile.

“You… You… whatever it is, just stop it. And explain this to me.” He says as he waves at me and then around me.

“I applied for a job. Simple.” I say.

“Weren’t you going to open your own designing firm?” Theo asks in accusation.

“How do you know that?” I ask.

“Dad talked about it.” He says and I nod.

“Well, I was. But for that, I need some connections in my own home country and also funds. And when this famous firm opened up an opportunity, I took it. I came to know I would work for you later on. Yes, I saw your name on the NDA, which shocked me, but I must be a fool to let go of this superb opportunity which would give a boost to my career. But I thought you must have known about me. Didn’t Peter mention me?” I ask and just then Peter comes and takes a seat on the aisle side beside me.

“Peter, is this Ms. Carton?” Theo asks Peter and I look at him too as the plane starts to take off.

“Yes.” He says.

“Peter, my last name is Carter with ‘er’ not Carton.” I say with a chuckle.

“Oh! I am sorry. I only saw your sign and thought it was Carton. And I am always calling you Daisy, so I didn’t get the chance to-” Peter tries to explain.

“She is Ms. Carter, Peter. I hope next time you will keep in mind to spell the right names, otherwise I will face…” Theo says, but stops as if controlling his outburst over such a little thing.

“I am sorry if I created any misunderstanding because of it.” Peter says as he flustered.

“That is okay. No need to be sorry. Many made that type of mistake.” I say and give a light pat on his hand, which was on the table between Theo and us.

“You really are very sweet.” Peter says, and I smile at his compliment.

“Peter, did you check my schedule?” Theo asks.

“Yes.” He says.

“Check again. And also give me thorough details about our investors. Go.” Theo says and Peter vacates the seat beside me to go back to work.

“How did you, of all the people, get this job?” Theo mumbles under his breath, but I hear it anyway.

“If you are forgetting, I have studied and worked in London for five years. So I have the knowledge to consult my client properly and also I helped Lily with her house’s interiors. So as I already helped one Anderson, Clara must have thought of me as the right choice for your project.” I say with a sweet smile.

“Fine. Okay. We can get through this project easily. The month would fly by easily.” He says.

“Are you talking to me or assuring yourself?” I ask.

“Look, this project is very important to me. So, you have to be very serious about it too. I can’t afford a single mistake in it. So, don’t expect this could lead anywhere just because you are going to work for me. We are going to be strictly professional.” Theo says in a low voice.

I look at him with a blank look on my face for a few seconds, then say, “You are right. This project means a lot to me too. So, you are right, we are going to be strictly professional.”

“Thanks.” he says with a sigh of relief.

“And anyway, I am so over you. I mean, we only kissed once, which was ages ago.” I say.

“We kissed twice.” He interrupts me.

“What?” I ask.

“We kissed twice.” He says.

“Oh! Well, I guess I forgot about it. See, no big deal. We can be strictly professional.” I say with an innocent smile while I can see Theo’s cheeks getting red.

“Excuse me. I have some work with Peter.” He says and leaves too while I finally slip away the real smile I was hiding away.

I am not going to chase after you anymore, Theo. I will not make the same mistake again. I know my power now and I have a perfect plan. I will be far just as you want, but you would die to come close to me.

I get back to my work, as it would take us eight hours to reach London. I explained to Theo about some of the work that has already been started. We had lunch on the flight and I had caprese ravioli with a glass of white wine.

The food made me very relaxed and as I had no other work left; I decided to close my eyes for only a few minutes. But soon fell asleep. I felt a light brush of fingers against my forehead and cheek and I so wanted to wake up and see who it was, but then Theo came into my dreams, so I forgot all about waking up.

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the blanket which I didn’t order. Maybe the hostess did it when she saw me sleeping. Then I notice my seat has been reclined way back too. I get up and straighten my seat then use the washroom to freshen up.

“We are about to land, Daisy. Please take your seat and put on a seatbelt.” Theo says, and I nod.

But instead of taking a place next to him, I sit next to Peter. Theo’s jaws start ticking in that fascinating way. Well, dear, you only want things to be professional. And also, I can’t afford to be that close to you and not lose my composure.

When we get off the plane, we go straight in the limo. Theo’s this venture is private, and that is why he has scheduled everything in such a way that no reporters would bother him. Even if the news comes out, it would be like Theo is here to support his friend as an investor. But actually, his friend is an investor, and he is the boss.

I have yet to meet this investor. We reached a hotel at 7 in the evening and were given our rooms. Peter told me that a week in London is Theo’s chance to mingle with people. He would attend parties and visit some tourist spots so the media could also think he was here for a break.

Peter told me to meet them for dinner at the restaurant. I am finally going to meet this investor. So, I get freshened up and wear a simple black wrap dress with a side knot and ruffled hem. It has short sleeves and a V-neck. I wear matching strap heels and leave my hair open.

I go down after informing Dad that I have reached safely and see Peter waving at me in the distance. I am eager to meet this big investor. The identity of this person has been kept secret. For what? I don’t know. But I am curious who is this Theo’s friend?

Peter and I wait for Theo and the investor and are casually talking when Theo enters. And he is not alone. He walked towards us with a young, classy woman in his arms. Classy how? A. She is dressed in a gown. B. She is wearing diamonds which would blind anyone in the room. And C. She is walking like a refined woman does.

But all that doesn’t matter to me right now as Peter and I stand up. The thing that stings me the most is the way Theo is around her. He is laughing, not fake or flirting, but a real genuine one. With her.

Two questions keep revolving around my head. First, is she her friend or more? And second, didn’t Theo say he was not going to be involved with any girl?

As he pulls the chair out for her like a gentleman, I see a teasing smile on the woman’s face and Theo’s too. And another thought comes to my mind, what would I do now?