Chapter 12.
The perfect lover exists.
She didn't answer, but instead kissed him, that was practically a wordless confirmation; as they were both walking through the city you could feel that they were being themselves in their own splendor; and it was then that in the middle of the road the car ran out of gas…
They both laughed, they had been driving around the city like lovebirds and hadn't noticed and much less worried about the fuel in the vehicle.
It was a rather embarrassing situation, they knew they couldn't call Patrick to pick them up and Caesar would probably be on the other side of the city.
The chances of someone helping them at this hour were slim, so they took this as a joke, but it was then that a large double-cab pickup truck stopped and someone rolled down the window and asked them if everything was okay.
Ritchthofen told the driver that they had run out of gas halfway home, so the man got out of the truck and said: If you want, I can tow you to the property,
I have some ropes and chains that can help you get home.
Ritchthofen kindly agreed and got out to help the man fasten the ropes and chains to both cars, but for Anne it was as if her heart had fallen into the void, because that was the man who had taken her to the hotel, he was the good Samaritan she had fantasized about…
She couldn't say a few words and she knew she shouldn't mention another man's name in front of her partner, so she just kept quiet and tried to avoid the gaze of that man who seemed to recognize her and act indifferent…
When Ritchthofen got back into the car he joked with her and said: ¿can you believe we're being towed home by a retired captain?, Then she responded and said: we better get there soon, I don't feel comfortable in this situation, they both laughed as he hugged her and kissed her head telling her that everything was fine, that in a short time they would be home, in their private world, while on the other hand Foster wrote down the license plate of the car, because he had recognized the woman and the man too, In fact, he had followed him from the park all afternoon, he had premeditated that the tank would empty at any moment and he would enter like a little Hero Savior; and judging by the look on her face when they saw each other, he understood that she had recognized him, but he had pretended that she was just an ordinary woman as if he didn't remember her, he didn't want to attract his partner's attention, but he did want to know exactly the address of her home…
He didn't imagine that when he arrived it would be such an exquisite and solitary property that anyone could believe that he was in some kind of fantasy and magical language, because of how nice the place looked.
Ritchthofen barely finished unfastening the chains on his car, thanked the man and said goodbye without saying anything else, opened the passenger door and helped the woman get out, she practically walked with long steps to the property while he stayed walking more slowly as if waiting for her to leave.
So Foster started the car and returned, but at least he had something else to add to his sign, not only did he have Patrick's exact address but also the exact address of the home where Patrick's sister lived...
That was a sauce that made his taste buds sour with excitement and almost as if he were being seduced; when he got home he went to the kitchen humming a cowboy tune and then he saw something in front of him and said: you're seducing me, you're making me feel like my body is shaking, but it's okay if you want to make me yours, ¿who am I to refuse?
That was an inanimate object, it was a bottle of rum aged almost 30 years from the best brands in the country, so without further ado he uncorked the bottle and stuck to it as if it were a baby bottle…
He felt a good mood that he had not had in a long time, he felt relaxed, and as he stretched he felt something slip down his legs and a liquid leaked through his pants, when he looked around he saw the bottle of rum more than half full spilling over him, then he picked it up and said: you are one of the best lovers that has ever existed, you have made me sleep like a baby and I feel pleased, what good service,¿ huh…?
Brianna for her part had returned to Whistler after having heard about the incident with her sister's brother-in-law.
The man was stupid, having let himself be dominated by his emotions made him lose everything including his family, so it was nothing more than a reminder that feelings are often unnecessary, and as soon as she managed to enter Patrick's property without being detected or photographed by the reporters and paparazzi who were outside his property, she surprised him in the kitchen where he was distracted finishing feeding one of the children; And she said: WOW…and the award for father of the year goes to Patrick Tempus, he recognized the voice and turned around in disbelief and said:
¿Brianna?, ¿When did you arrive and how did you get in? She mockingly said: I would never reveal my methods, and as for my arrival I don't have to inform anyone about when I enter and leave a country…
The boy looked at her expectantly and greeted her… she bent down, got to his size and said: I haven't seen you in a while Zyrian, how much you've grown eh, the boy said: it's been a while since you came, I miss going hunting with you, my dad is a grump and he only let us eat some pigs in the last quarter moon.
Patrick intervened and said: In my defense I can't allow you to go out with your brothers to enjoy a hunt with all this mess that is going on around me right now, Zyrian looked at him, stuck his tongue out at him and went down a hallway to where his brothers were, then Brianna told him: He has your character, the Tempus genes are definitely strong and they are reflected there.
Patrick scratched his head and said: ¿What have you been doing?, I think I've heard from some gossips around there, that your husband still doesn't know about what you and your daughter hide in your DNA.
Then Brianna changed her expression and grabbed him with one hand until she raised him in the air and said: I came exactly for that…
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