It'll Come Naturally

Luke gazed at Daisy from the rear view mirror, hesitated for a moment and finally swallowed what he wanted to say. He thought
he'd better wait for Edward to wake up. After all, it would be more appropriate that Edward handled it by himself.
A Rolls-Royce Silver Charm dashing through the midnight street was definitely something eye-catching. It was rare to see such a
luxurious car in S City. Besides, through the half-open window, people could see a young woman as gorgeous as an elven
princess sitting in the back seat. Luke constantly heard tires squealing as drivers hit their brakes to avoid hitting anyone -- they
were so distracted by Daisy's beauty.
A gentle night breeze brushed Daisy's face through the window. She shuddered from the cold and came back to her senses. She
looked down and saw Edward sleeping soundly on her lap. He looked so handsome even when he was asleep. Daisy suddenly
felt at ease. No matter what would happen in the future, at least she was happy for the moment.
Gently caressing his eyebrows with her cold fingers, Daisy found herself spellbound by Edward's sleeping profile. In contrast to
being aggressive and appealing when he was awake, he looked quiet and tame right now. Somehow Daisy found him more
attractive like this. She felt like she could see through him now. She was tired of trying hard to figure what he was thinking
whenever she looked into his eyes. Perhaps she was being silly, but she was frightened because she was not a mind reader.
She didn't know if Edward loved her as she loved him; she would sometimes wondered whether all the sweet moments they
shared were merely her wishful thinking.
Luke could sense that Daisy was lost in thought during their way back. She was so focused that she seemed not to notice that
Luke had stopped the car. Luke cast a hesitant gaze at Daisy and finally decided to interrupt her, "Mrs. Mu, we're here."
"What? Oh, I'm sorry. I was miles away. Can you help get him out of the car?" Daisy pulled herself together and smiled
awkwardly at Luke. She could manage to carry Edward out of the car if it were not for the long dress she was wearing, which
restricted her movements.
"Yeah. I'll just carry him to the bedroom. You know what? It's the second time this month that he's been drunk like this." Luke
slightly shook his head as he got out of the driver's seat. He knew Edward seldom got drunk, but he did drink too much lately.
"What? Do you mean he's been drinking a lot lately? When did this start?" Daisy paused in surprise. She had stayed with him the
past month, how could she not know he was drunk? Wait, then she remembered she left for the military exercises before. Was
that it?
"Not long ago. The night when you left for the military exercises. He drank a lot," replied Luke after carefully putting Edward on
the bed.

"I see. Thank you, Luke." Daisy bit her lip, feeling a little bit embarrassed. She remembered that night, and she remembered
every word Edward whispered into her ear through the phone that night. She still blushed when she thought of it.
"It's fine, Mrs. Mu. I'll leave you two alone. Good night." Luke simply blurted it out without thinking too much when he saw
Edward got drunk again tonight. He didn't have a big mouth, nor did he mean to harm Edward by talking behind his back.
"Okay. Good night. You must be tired." Daisy gently bade Luke good night. She knew how many security guards Edward had
stationed at the party; as the head of security guards, Luke had to see to it that everything went well during the event. He must
have been weary because of the suddenly increasing workflow.
"Okay," Luke briefly replied and walked away. He was a taciturn man. But he was a bit talkative when he stayed with Daisy. He
seemed less cold and indifferent, and Daisy found him more amiable that way.
Upon seeing Luke leave and lock the door behind him, Daisy turned around to study Edward's face. She was a bit worried. She
knew Edward was a neat freak who always went and took a shower right after he got home. But now he was drunk; Daisy had
no idea whether she should just let him sleep or help him to the shower. Picturing that they would shower together, Daisy
blushed.
She bit her red lip while thinking about what to do. Finally, she decided to take off her dress first and change into something more
comfortable. Although the dress was gorgeous, Daisy was too nervous. She had to stand upright and remained elegant the
whole night. In the end, she was aching all over, because such a dress was nothing like the casual outfits she was used to.
Just as Daisy was about to reach for the zip, she suddenly remembered something and walked up to the bedside. She carefully
studied Edward and even gently pushed his shoulder. After she was sure that Edward was sound asleep, she started to take off
her dress. Although they were husband and wife, Daisy was still too shy to be naked in front of him. Now that Edward couldn't
see her, she felt more relaxed. However, after she repeatedly tried and failed to unzip herself, Daisy got annoyed. Were it not for
the fact that this dress cost a fortune, Daisy would have just ripped it off.
"Honey, do you need some help there?" While Daisy was struggling to take off her dress with a frown, a teasing voice came from
behind. Startled, Daisy turned around, eyes wide open, only to find Edward leaned against the bed and stared at her with a
smirk.
"You... Aren't you drunk? Or did you just pretend to be drunk?" stammered Daisy in confusion. Deep down, she sighed with
relief. Luckily she still had her clothes on; otherwise he would see her naked by now.

"Take a guess." Edward winked at her. In fact, he wasn't putting on an act. He wouldn't be that boring to lie to her about this. He
only got sober because of some kind of internal clock. As long as he didn't take a shower, no matter how wasted he was, he
would get sober the moment he lay in bed. Even Edward himself was surprised by his quirk. He thought it might have something
to do with his germaphobia.
"Were you pretending to be drunk?" Daisy wasn't sure. He seemed to sleep so soundly on their way home, and it didn't look like
an act. But if he was drunk, why would he suddenly wake up when she was taking off her clothes?
"Will you believe me if I say no?" Edward smiled weakly as he rubbed his aching temples because of the alcohol, his eyes fixed
on her plump chest, which was slightly quivering as she spoke and moved. He was getting turned on.
"I'll believe whatever you say." Daisy obviously didn't just refer to what they were talking about now. Edward had done many
things without telling her. Daisy tried to tell herself that Edward did what he did for her good, and he just didn't want to see her
get hurt.
"Come here." Edward didn't know why Daisy became sentimental all of a sudden, nor did he care. All he wanted for the moment
was to hold her in his arms and calm himself with her unique scent. Her embraces had the magical power to restore him from
any pain and sorrow, let alone a hangover.
"Why?" Daisy asked nervously while covering her chest with her palms and staring at Edward warily. Did he think she didn't
notice where he was looking? She wasn't blind! She might be slow in their sex life, but she was no fool. She could see a hint of
lust in his eyes. She knew he must have come up with something, and she didn't plan to play along.