Daisy’s Secret Crush

***Daisy’s POV.***

“You do love me. But I can promise it is not more than me.” Theo says and peppers kiss all over my face and neck.

“It is more. So much more.” I say and moan out when he sucks just below my earlobe.

“Then show me.” Theo says and his eyes glow with that soul-consuming want.

“Gladly.” I say and go to kiss him, but a little meow stops me.

“Now you decide to show up.” Theo says.

“Theo!” I say and glare at Theo.

“See, she is already coming between us. Who knows what she will do in the future?” He says and rolls his eyes.

“Come on. It is my present. Don’t be like this. We just confessed our love, so you have to be a bit charming and sweet with me.” I say and get up to pick up the kitten.

“Then what about you?” He asks.

“I promise not to get upset with you.” I say and cross my heart like Noah does.

“Copycat.” He says with a goofy grin.

As I go to take the kitten, she dodges me and makes a beeline for Theo. When Theo takes the glass aside she follows him. And when he comes towards me, she follows him again like a devoted fan.

“What do you want from me? She is your owner, not me. She will love you.” Theo says in frustration while I can’t stop laughing, which makes me clutch my stomach and sit down again and tears of happiness fall from my eyes.

“Oh, my gosh! That’s ironic.” I say.

“What’s ironic?” Theo says as he sits beside me and the kitten wraps herself around his ankle like a shackle.

“You didn’t want a kitten for me because you would get jealous as it would take all my attention. Guess it is going to be the opposite. Lovey likes you.” I say the last sentence with a purr and Theo’s eyes go to my lips.

“Lovey? Why would you name her that?” He asks.

“Because that’s the first name that came to my mind after your confession. It would remind us of this beautiful evening.” I say and we kiss again.

Lovey seriously doesn’t like us getting cosy as she interrupts us with paws and meows many times. Theo and I have dinner together and sleep together. We didn’t make love as I was not feeling well after all that crying and today was too tiring. But Theo held me in his arms and whispered sweet nothings in my ear before I had gone to sleep.

Next day, Theo let me sleep till late as I was not feeling well and also I had nothing else to do. Theo made sure not to disturb me, but he did that unintentionally when he took his warmth with him. But I was too drowsy to stop him.

“I don’t know why she named you Lovey of all the things. Scoot back a little, otherwise you will get stomped on.” Theo says as I come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

“What is this Theo? Why are you so mad at this little kitty? She admires you, like me.” I say and kiss his cheek.

“But she keeps circling around my ankle and wraps herself around it.” He says as he puts the tray down, which smells good, and I suddenly feel very hungry.

“Then why don’t you just pick her up in your arms? That way she won’t do that and you would be safe from falling off.” I say and take a seat to see what he had brought.

“I will try to like her.” He says, like a small child, and sits beside me.

“You made this all?” I ask in astonishment as I see pancakes and eggs and toast of heart shapes.

“I tried, but they got burnt. So I ordered this.” He says sheepishly and I laugh.

The kitten has milk while I enjoy my breakfast peacefully with my love. I still can’t believe Theo and I confessed our love for each other last night. At first, I thought it was too soon for us to have such strong feelings for each other. But then I thought life is unpredictable, so better to cherish these feelings and accept them as it is.

On weekends, we spend time with each other, and I start to feel much better. The dizzy spells and nausea had gone totally by the end of the weekend. So I make sure to have a good time with Theo. We spend our time in his apartment and don’t go out much as nowadays the media is again watching his every step.

“So I was thinking maybe we should paint the whole wall grey and then make white patterns on it.” Martha said during a meeting on Tuesday and I’m trying my best to pay attention to it.

I’ve been feeling sleepy lately and hungry too. Two weeks have gone by since Theo and I confessed our love for each other and everything is going well between us, except we don’t meet up much.

Theo has been busy with the hotel here and in Bristol, along with his new company. We have been planning and discussing things with them for these two weeks and also to set some examples. I am the boss, so I have to approve this and pay attention. I can’t slack off just because my health is playing tricks on me.

“So, what do you think?” She asks me, and I curse myself for losing track of conversation.

I rub my forehead and say, “I’m sorry, Martha, but I don’t think I feel well. But why don’t you get some samples ready? I promise to look into it as soon as you give me. Okay?”

“That’s okay, Mam. But you do look a bit pale these past two days. You look like my sister, who is right now very pregnant.” Marth says with a chuckle.

“We will dismiss the meeting for now. But good work everyone. The project is taking good shape.” I say and get up.

“Ms Benny called and told us to make their new parlour a priority and wants a meeting with you.” Molly says as soon as I leave the cabin, “And your three-clock meeting is here.”

“Molly, cancel all the meetings for today except this one and book an appointment with a doctor for me. Also, fix my meeting with Ms Benny tomorrow and gather the best team in that area for her. I’ll give you some names later. And please send some tea that you sent last time again.” I say and enter my cabin to meet my important client.

We discussed the project in detail and I assigned some of my best people to it as it is a public centre decoration made for kids. After he leaves, I sigh and sit back in my chair. Molly informs me that my appointment is at 5. Just then I got a call from Theo.

“How is my baby?” Theo asks and something clicks inside of me, “Daisy? Hey! Are you there?”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, I am. Sorry, I was thinking something. I’m fine, just tired and a bit sleepy.” I say and look into my calendar, which shocks me.

“You sound tired. Are you taking care of yourself? And why are you so tired and down these days? Anyone would think you are either ill or…” Theo says, but stops.

“Or what?” I ask knowing full well what he meant to say.

“Are you sure, Daisy?” He asks.

“About what?” I ask.

“That you are not pregnant.” He says.

“I don’t know.” I say and sigh heavily.

“I mean you didn’t get any-” He starts to say and I interrupt.

“I missed it for the whole three and a half months. It is quite unusual. I’m never this late. And when I got sick, remember, I thought it was because of travelling.” I say and hold my head in hand.

“We will go to the doctor to confirm.” He says.

“I already made an appointment.” I say.

“When?” He asks in shock.

“I was not feeling well, so I asked Molly to do so. I have an appointment at 5. I’m leaving early.” I say.

“Then I’m accompanying you.” He says.

“Stop, Theo. Think for a second. What if the media follows you and finds out about us?” I ask.

“They won’t. I have dodged them enough to know a few tricks. And I want to be there with you whether it is good news or bad news. I need to be there for you. I’ll meet you at the hospital. Just send me the name of the hospital and the doctor.” He says, and I know I can’t deny him.

“Okay. Fine. I will text you the details.” I say and hang up.

As I think about it, I try to remember some of the symptoms I was facing the past few days. First dizziness and nausea, then feet soreness, tiredness, cravings for different spicy things, and my stomach feeling a bit thick and round, which I thought was because of eating too much and lastly sensitive breasts. At least, that should have warned me. But maybe the fear made me not acknowledge those things as I didn’t want another negative result.

After giving needed instructions to the staff, I leave for the hospital. On the drive there, I was being extra cautious and careful to not press anything against my stomach. I’m so stupid that I feel like that if my dress gets tight around my stomach, it would squeeze the baby out if there is one.

I just hope this time, just this time, I look at the result with happy tears.