Daphne and Daniel converse and what not
Subject: Daniel is downright pissed about Daphne helping with Eward. with sexy results. Where: Daniel and Daphne's home. Who: Daphne Wexley Warnings: TBC Open to: Daniel Perkins.
"Now.. just lay down and relax or I swear to God I will come back with a sponge and pail and give you a scrubbing you will never forget," Daphne threatened as she backed out of the surgery, teasing Eward who had been severly sullen and horribly unlike himself since he had finally woken long enough to know who and where he was. She hated to admit it, but it scared her that he wasn't being his usually over-sexed, conceited bastard self and she was just trying to get him to atleast comment on how he actually did want a spongebath when he simply just layed back down and ignored her. Her slight smile faded as she turned around to walk upstairs.
Daniel hadn't much been up for spending time with her lately, not with her supposed betrothed downstairs groaning every chance he got at the slightest pain. That was another stress on her shoulders, not being able to just cuddle up to Daniel - or do other things - without him getting antsy and finding something to occupy himself. Beginning the climb upstairs, she looked behind her for some reason, like she felt eyes on her back.