"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?" Edward had to ask again. Obviously, there was a huge generation gap between him and Justin.
"Enchantingly is about attitude. Handsome is the key word in this expression. Daddy, don't you think Uncle Rain is handsome and looks enchanting at the same time? That's why people call him Sissy." In Justin's eyes, Rain was enchanting and Edward was striking. When people saw the former, they wished time would stop. The moment they set their eyes on him, they were afraid that the slightest movement would disturb his beauty. On the other hand, people got greedy at the sight of Edward, unwilling to avert their gazes and hoping to get one more glance at him - and another and another.
Edward furrowed his brows. He couldn't believe these words had come from the mouth of a six-year-old kid, whose observation was so thorough in capturing Rain's nature. This was just too insightful to be a kid's perception. Edward was lost in his thoughts. Now he understood why Jessica had been tricked by this little guy.
"Daddy, what are you thinking about?" Justin asked, worried he had said something wrong.
"Oh. It's nothing. Go to sleep." Edward tucked him in and patted his back lightly. It was a sweet moment, yet his mind wandered. As if able to read his thoughts, his phone rang at the exact moment. Looking at Justin apologetically, Edward picked up his phone and walked outside.
"Hello, Duke. What's up?"" Edward walked into the study and sank into the sofa, wondering what the call was about. Duke and Belinda's wedding was set the day after tomorrow. Duke was supposed to be busy.
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