"Do you really want to sleep next to me?" Edward stopped and asked, confused. Justin almost did everything with a clear aim. What was his purpose this time? Sometimes, Edward felt Justin was too intelligent to be from this era; he must have come from a later age or from another planet.

  "Yes. Can I? Please……" Justin begged. He gave himself goosebumps as he realized the sweetness in his tone. He didn't think he was up to act like a spoiled child. It was not his style. Girls must be cuter when they did it. Therefore, years later, Justin pampered his little sister with utmost love.

  "Okay then, but no bed-wetting." Edward put him on the bed and turned on the air-conditioner.

  "Daddy, since when do I wet the bed? Wait. I guess it was you that you were talking about. Did you wet the bed when you were a child?" Justin acted as if something had dawned on him and sized up Edward.

  "Nonsense. I'm not you. Be quiet and go to sleep. Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story?" Knowing Justin wouldn't like it, Edward gave a sly smile. He suddenly became evil. "No, I don't. Bedtime stories are for kids. I'm not that childish." Justin moved aside as if he was afraid that Edward would really tell him a story. He wanted to stay far away from him.

  "Don't forget that you are a kid too. Stop acting like a grown-up. It's not cute at all." Justin had a distinctive personality. Sometimes Edward felt that although he had a son, he couldn't act like a father around him. As a child, Justin was supposed to be naive and innocent, but instead, he talked and acted like an adult. When he did that, Edward felt a little ruffled. He felt that a lot of fun between father and son had been taken away from him.

  "Cute is for girls. I am not a girl. Another expression suits me better." Justin giggled.

  "What expression?" Edward wondered. He felt he couldn't keep up with Justin's thinking anymore. Was he getting old?

  "Enchantingly handsome!" Justin grinned widely. He was indeed as handsome as Edward. He got his appearance from his Daddy.

  "Ugh! You are absolutely narcissistic. Handsome is enough to make your point. Why did you have to say enchantingly handsome?"

  ervous. But he was looking forward to seeing Belinda in a wedding dress. Picturing that, he didn't feel so miserable anymore. However, there were certain things that had been bothering him.

  "If you are not nervous, don't be bothered by meaningless stuff. Stay away from trouble. Just look forward to your wedding day. Relax. Let nature take its own course." Edward didn't know what Duke was upset about, but nothing could be more important than the wedding.

  "Never mind. The depression was just a spur-of-the-moment feeling. I am fine. All right. I've taken too much of your time. Go back to Justin." Duke smiled wryly. It had been silly of him to call Edward.

  "Okay then. Take it easy. Good night." Edward hung up the phone and shook his head. He was curious. Duke had been said to be the most stately man among his friends. Tonight, it didn't seem so.

  Edward was about to put his phone aside when it rang once again. Looking at the caller ID, he was so thrilled that he grinned from ear to ear.

  "Hello, " he said. It was the simplest word, but all his affections were infused into it. His blue eyes reflected tenderness. One could tell that the person on the call meant the world to him.

  "Edward, whom were you talking to on the phone? It was a long call. Was it a woman?" Daisy asked with a faint smile. The breeze blew gently against her face. Standing all alone in the dark of a secluded place, she didn't feel a trace of fear.