Chapter 4

Early the subsequent morning Peter eagerly knocked at Jennifer`s door. He failed to bear in mind 7 too early nor did he bear in mind his moves unusual. After an extended pause, at the same time as Jennifer inspected him via the peephole, the door changed into wrenched open.

"What do you believe you studied you are doing?" Wearing a faded inexperienced dressing robe, together along with her hair messed up and her face displaying that she had wakened from a deep sleep, Jennifer glared angrily at him, her arms on her hips. "Have you long gone mad? Don't you already know what time it is?"

Even the yellow roses thrust into her hand did not anything to calm the hearthplace in the ones eyes. This Ice Maiden changed into indignant.

Stuttering and stammering, chickening out earlier than her outrage Peter regretted the loopy concept that had delivered him there.

"Well, talk up."

Peter should simplest stammer and mumble.

"Come in. It's a long way too bloodless to face out right here talking." As she pulled the door completely open, her dressing robe swung returned to offer a tantalizing glimpse of nightwear and naked legs. Jennifer need to have observed Peter's response as she quick added, "and do not get any humorous ideas. I need to recognise what you believe you studied you are doing. I call for a proof after which you are for your manner, mister."

The shaggy bear, that changed into Peter, lumbered after her muttering his gruff apologies. "I'm sorry. I failed to recognise it changed into so early. I simplest got here that will help you together along with your buying."

What have been a candy concept had unexpectedly became very sour. "I without a doubt am sorry! I..."

"Oh, no you are now no longer." The sit back in her voice confirmed she changed into now no longer inquisitive about his excuses. Denying him any similarly glimpse of her nightwear and legs via way of means of firmly keeping her dressing robe in vicinity she flounced onto the settee. "You deliberate all this, believing I'd be swept off my feet." Pulling her purple envelope from her pocket, she unfold the contents at the espresso table. "You even idea you may purchase me," and her lips curled returned in distaste.

Drawing himself as much as his complete peak and purple of face, angrily he attempted to consider a manner via her accusation as he glared at her. He knew that he would not be given that accusation from all and sundry not to mention this lovely younger lady who changed into stepping returned from his anger.

Sinking right into a chair as though his legs might now no longer assist him he allowed his voice to lash out whipping throughout her thoughts.

"That purple envelope is an Ang Pow given freely to want a person correct good fortune. It's complete of recent money. Last night time changed into Chinese New Year, heralding the start of the Year of the Golden Dragon. Chinese Custom has it that the recipient of the Ang Pow acquires good sized wealth and correct good fortune withinside the drawing close year, but you've got got the audacity to insult me announcing I changed into shopping for you.

"Was I additionally shopping for everybody on the meal closing night time? Thanks for the insult. That is some thing I might have taken into consideration below the honor of the brilliant female I had the delight of escorting closing night time."

Feeling wholly depressing, Jennifer recoiled from the indignant warmth of his eyes.

"I had a maximum exciting night time and now this!" He changed into livid.

"You're truely, bloody unbelievable. I simply cannot trust your accusation." Peter shook his head earlier than continuing. "Now, as for me making plans all this... That's rubbish! I'm no thinker. I'm simply looking to be pleasant with out a ulterior motive."

What else should Peter say?

Jennifer stated not anything. She changed into immovable.

Obviously, Jennifer changed into ignoring his words. She watched silently, truely bewildered via way of means of the vehemence of his response, hoping she should do some thing to make the redness in Peter's eyes melt and go back to their glowing blue.

So forceful changed into his anger she changed into frightened.

"All right, I'll admit it. I desired to look you this morning however there may be no crime in that. I'm now no longer a leper you already know, even though I've lived with some of the ones." Peter changed into infuriated.

"I should've slept in and now no longer been situation to all this nonsense. You're new in Sydney, via way of means of yourself, and also you had a depressing time closing night time so I got here right here, looking to make amends. Stupidly, I believed I will be of a few assist and take you buying however obviously, I made a mistake. The yellow roses say friendship, which I had was hoping to construct on, however, silly me, I failed to recognise that changed into now no longer a possibility." Peter stood up from his chair and Jennifer immediately realized how tall he was.

“Well, thanks for last night. If nothing else, I can honestly say that I really enjoyed your company and you made the night for me. I'm not exaggerating when I say it was one of the happiest nights of my life, only you can make it. "

Turning, he walked to the door and opened it, he told her his last words

"I am not a boy although you seem to think I am." I am a man, proud of my masculinity and I am especially proud that you allowed me to escort you last night. For that, thank you. I won't bother you anymore. Maybe we'll see each other at least, I hope. "

Peter's shoulders sagged. He was hit and turned to the door.

"I apologize for intruding."

"Pierre, turn around and sit down." Jennifer looked so miserable, so small and fragile that she started to cry. Almost against her will, tears welled up in her eyes as she looked down at her fingers clenched in her knees. "It's just... It's just..."

Searching for his words as she gasped in tears, she watched Peter try to detect the change in his behavior. To him, to him, it seemed like she used all her feminine tricks to show off her long eyelashes.

"I'm sorry, but I'm very defensive. I can't avoid it."

Suddenly he realized that she didn't know anything about Lunar New Year. Just because he had learned Chinese, he expected this fragile young woman to know the customs of China. She was not offended. She knows nothing about Chinese customs.

His eyes returned to their normal blue color and he began to chuckle at Jennifer's surprise.

Staring at her, Peter realized with a shock that Jennifer looked much more real than he had expected. Suddenly he realizes that underneath his tough shell lies a passionate woman who wants to be appreciated and loved.

Just knowing this is enough to make him change his mind completely.

Obviously, she needs him - needs someone strong who will protect her and keep her away from things that cause her trouble. Her heart smiled. Obviously, a man like him can win, so why not do something about it now - literally!

Jennifer screamed as Peter lunged for her, cradling her in his arms and tossing her into the air before pulling her down and placing her in his lap, his arms wrapping around her. Gently, he stroked her hair, quietly reassuring her.

"You never need to be defensive with me. I will never hurt you." He chanted the words like a Buddhist mantra while continuing to stroke her hair.

Jennifer laughed through her tears, her emotions softened now in the safety of Peter's warm and safe embrace. On the other hand, is he harmless? She felt his hot breath on her neck and looked up at him.

"Get dressed before I forget myself." Leaning against her face, Peter stared at her in the most disgusted way he could handle.

Jennifer screams and runs away. At the bedroom door, she paused, turned, and her flames appeared again - this time it was all pretense.

"Don't take any special ideas, no joke. The door is locked." Suddenly Jennifer knew she was wrong as anger returned to Peter's eyes.

With a bite in his voice, Peter barked, "I'm not some stupid teenager who can only think of his own satisfaction in being with you. I said I'm a man - a man ... The only time I go to your bed or when you shower is when I'm invited. " Slowly, Peter's eyes returned to their sparkling blue color.

"I'll make breakfast. Then I'll take you shopping if you want." When she was unavailable for comment, Peter continued, "Hurry up! There's so much to do and don't forget your shopping list."

Peter took the basket of food from outside the front door, all the essentials for the unusual breakfast, and began to cook.

The kitchen, like the living room, is neat and feminine, showing that even during her brief stay in Sydney, Jennifer worked hard to start building a home. It didn't take long for Peter to feel comfortable walking through his closet.

He heats chicken broth, places pho (large rice noodles) in large Chinese bowls in his basket, and tosses chicken pieces into the broth to cook.

Peter knocks on the bedroom door and screams "Do you want me to wash these hard-to-reach places?" Encountered choking cries and splashing showers.

minutes later, a completely different Jennifer was sitting and staring at the giant bowl of Chicken Pho (Vietnamese Chicken Pho) he placed in front of her.

Peter laughed at his embarrassment, but soon they both ate and drank and enjoyed the food he cooked.

“It's a Vietnamese breakfast, I hope you like it,” Peter commented, looking for compliments.

"You can cook." Jennifer looked surprised. "I don't know how hungry I am. It's really delicious."

Only her light makeup accentuated her delicate features and her sparkling face. Her top and skirt, although more casual than her clothes back in the day, are equally stylish, but today she looks young and carefree.

As he watched her, Peter ate slowly, actively thinking about how he wanted to taste her shoulder. Pho lost its appeal compared to the delicacies she could offer.

Finally, Jennifer sat down. "I can't eat anything else." Then becoming more intense, she stared into Peter's eyes as if demanding the truth. She blushed and asked, "The baby or what?"

Peter's eyes did not blink. His calm expression betrayed nothing. "What kind of strange expression? Where did you hear that?"

"Last night one of the waiters noticed a child was here".

"I'm sorry. You'll have to ask the waiter." Peter's Oriental mask has fallen into place so that the disturbances within him do not manifest.

“Chefs don't wash, so watch out,” Peter likes to lead her, “But I'll wipe. "

" You give as many orders as my brother. " His eyes narrowed at the thought of his home. "He's a beast too."

Jennifer tried to keep her mind from wandering, but her thoughts invaded her. What about this man? I treated him with shame when he arrived and he got mad at my accusations. Then our disagreement was over and it was as if it never happened. He can cook and he can laugh but why, swallowing her saliva, she confessed her need, why doesn't he try to touch or kiss me? He shows such consideration and thought but nothing material. He has to be gay and having a gay friend might be nice but I want more than a friendship.

The morning passed slowly, but, so quickly, it passed in the afternoon. Scared of having done anything to offend her, Peter tries to resist any request to put his arm around Jennifer's waist or hold her hand. His excitement about being with her keeps her conversations flowing and she seems to relax.

She didn't even hesitate when he dragged her to a milk shop. He asked her to sit on a stool and suckle as big of a milkshake as possible, he ordered them.

"I haven't done this in years. Mom would wake us up when we were babies to make a feeding noise." Her face lit up with a happy smile. - Good thing she didn't hear us then. Aren't traders surprised?

Jennifer paused as she forced herself to end her feelings for this man. She knew he was coming to her. She wanted more than a friendship with a gay man. She was incapable of loving this man. It must stop.

“Oh my god, look at the time. I have to fly. Come on, we have to go home. "

Jennifer's return to the apartment was quiet. Peter's dreams were shattered and he had no companion.

Silently, shoulders drooping, Peter carried groceries into the kitchen. Then, with work done, quietly He walked to the lobby, he stood dumbfounded not knowing what to say, he didn't try to touch Jennifer, denying the emotions running through his body. Before he left, he handed Jennifer his business card. "If you call the BMW dealer next to this address and present this card, you'll get a price that's hard to refuse. Please respect me and use my card."

Jennifer closed the door and began to cry softly, leaning against it.

His thoughts are confused. The sunlight disappeared as I hinted that I had a date for tonight. It looked destroyed and then he handed me the business card. Is he trying to control me? No I do not think so. He's trying really hard to be my friend, but I want more than a gay friendship. I want a man who loves me, protects me. Why am I pretending to be dating? Furious at the news that Jennifer was on a date, Peter drove to the workshop, however, as he relived the events of the day, he realized that he should have had enough common sense to get to his destination. place. Just because he enjoyed her company so much, he believed that she liked him very much.

Bob and Ted will know what to do. Bob will make Jennifer want to see him again, and Ted will be adept at making arrangements later.

Pierre's mind was wandering. No wonder I find a lot of doors closing behind me whenever I'm interested in a woman. I know it's my fault. Depressed, he confessed to himself that he couldn't even find the courage to date her.

Sitting in his office, he stared at the wall in front of him. He didn't see ads for cars, promotions for parts and paints. All he could see was the image of this beautiful young woman who seemed to have quietly crept into his life.

Reviewing the day's activities, he wondered how he could make his presence more energetic.

Suddenly he turned pale. Her mind returned to her last meeting with her two Asian fathers.

"You have to let go of Peter! You have to keep everything under control for now," he advised them. “If you lose control for a moment, you lose your life, but now you have to let go. You can't - you don't have to control the other person. You must learn to share your life with others if you want to have other lives. "

He feels nauseous

He doesn't want to control Jennifer at all. He wants her love and he needs her by his side as his equal in everything.

This young woman has entered his soul and he has no way of controlling her. She had entered his life uninvited.

Then he does not control her and he will not control her in the future.

Slowly, trying to decide how he might change his attitude, he got up and walked into the workshop, wearing his overalls as he passed.

He started working.

Sitting in her kitchen, Jennifer gets her things. She decided she was stupid. Peter is gay and has no future for them but he still intrigues him. She wore a warm coat and, with a business card in hand, called a taxi. She has to find out what's behind this Peter. He was strange, he was attentive and he was considerate. Plus, there was a depth to him that she couldn't fathom.

In the workshop under the spotlight, the racing car is ready. This is what Peter sincerely told the others but he was so busy writing checks and adding checks to try to forget about realizing the series of mistakes he had made during the day. In fact, that whole day was a terrible mistake.

Maybe, he decided, he was very bitter because Jennifer was dating. Trying to free his mind from the beautiful young woman, he tinkered with the engine building and polishing the car. Finally, he ignited the engine, completely unaware that the red-haired woman in his thoughts was watching his every move through the workshop window. He also didn't know that she was shaking her head as she left.

He cranked the engine through its rev range as it warmed up, a thick growl reflecting his emotion, "How dare she date?" Am I not manly enough?

Then, believing the engine would withstand today's race, he turned it off. There's nothing else to do.

As he straightened up, back-ache thoughts flashed through his mind. Is not. Is not. I can do something else. There are many good fish in the sea. Jennifer is not the only woman in the world. I will have to watch it again.