Dylan Windell’s POV
I was looking around the lab when I was seeing there was no one. I sighed as I went to my table. I see that Daisy was not here yet. Or maybe I was too early? I shook my head as I have been shopping for an engagement ring. And I have found the perfect one for Daisy Dyer’s hand. I smiled as I felt the heaviness of the box in my bag.
Dylan Windell’s POVI was putting all the clothes that I will be bringing on the expedition into the suitcase that I have opened up for my journey. I was a mess. I have to get my thoughts together but I cannot do it because I know that Daisy will be around males and I know how they felt toward her.
Daisy Dyer’s POVI cannot believe that I have arrived at the Midwest Research Station. I was looking out the window when Chris Yang was driving the van that we were inside right now. The music was blaring from the radio as I was listening to my iPod.
Dylan Windell’s POVI have been driving to the Midwest Research station that I was dreaded to meet Daisy. But my disappointment only grew and I think I might have set some of the storms in the area of the research center with my anger.I sig
Daisy Dyer’s POVI was looking at the sample as I was making my way into the cave that has been identified for us to do some research. No public access to this area as I was scrapping my rock hammer into the rock.I was looking at the rock s
Daisy Dyer’s POVI was praying and praying until I heard the thunderstorm was crackling. I did not know what to do but to stay in the cave. I was looking at the entrance before I saw a lump of something on the ground as the storm was getting stronger by second.
Daisy Dyer’s POVI was looking at Dylan who was retreating from me. I was clawing my way at him as the storm vapor was holding me away from him. How did it happen anyway? It must be magic or something as I was trying to go to Dylan.“I
Daisy Dyer’s POVI was nervous. I never get nervous, EVER. And it was not helping when my aunt was fussing over me when I was holding the bouquet and I was waiting outside the barn house. I know, as silly as it was, it was my aunt’s dream for me to have a barn house wedding.
Daisy Dyer’s POVI was nervous, again. But this time for a completely different reason. I don’t know what to expect but I know that Dylan must be waiting for this moment as well. I mean, I don’t even remember when we first…slept together. And now, I was sober and clear mind, I think I wanted to get drunk again.