The Escort Man's

REQUESTS

"You're not home yet, Osh?" Rivera asked who had just come out of the room. The woman was willing to breastfeed Peter in the room. Rivera did not come out until the day began.

"I will prepare lunch for you first before going home" replied Oscar who was still struggling with some ingredients on the kitchen table.

"I fell asleep while nursing Peter" Rivera said again as if telling Oscar. The woman untied her hair, then tied back the blond hair. Rivera then approached Oscar who was peeling potatoes.

"What do you want to cook?" Rivera asked as she scanned and found out what she could do to help Oscar.

"Grilled chicken," Oscar pointed to the chicken breast he was marinating with seasoning.

"I think sandwiches again," Rivera chuckled and Oscar laughed.

"Paul loved your sandwich so much" Rivera continued, recalling her husband's favorite meal. It seems that woman is missing Paul.

"Yes!" Oscar replied, occasionally turning to Rivera who is now heating the grill to start roasting chicken.

"You're home alone with Peter tonight?" Oscar's question shifted the conversation, after he and Rivera were both silent.

"Yes! Jess is coming home in the morning" Rivera replied.

"Do you want me to be with you?" Oscar's bargain that even Oscar himself does not know why he can be as brave and sassy.

"I don't want to be troublesome. But if you really want to stay here tonight, go ahead" Rivera replied with a friendly smile.

"You may also be lonely at home because Jess has now moved here" Rivera continued.

"Actually, it is! I don't have any friends arguing at night anymore" Oscar said, laughing.

"Then why didn't you move in here with Jess?" Rivera asked suddenly which of course even made Oscar shocked.

"I'm sorry, if I'm too outspoken. But I remember Jess' words back then about Jess having to take care of you and she was always worried whenever she left you alone at home."

"But it's been a few months that Jess has left you at home because Jess wants to be with me here."

"I'm honestly a little unwell, but I also feel good when Jess stays with me. But then again, I seem to have disturbed your closeness with Jess and I feel selfish here," Rivera said at length while laughing occasionally.

"I'm fine, Rivera!" Oscar was full of courage.

"And I can take care of myself. Jess alone is excessive all this time," continued Oscar again remain serious.

"No, I think we need to take the middle ground on this because Jess has also expressed her concern for me."

"Jess said that he found another bottle of drink and another pack of cigarettes when he came home." Rivera looked at Oscar who instantly widened his eyes.

What bottle of drink?

And what cigarettes?

Oscar hasn't been drinking or smoking in months. Is Jess making beautiful?

"Actually that's -"

"I've made up my mind and I don't want to be selfish anymore" Rivera cut Oscar's line quickly.

"You stay here with me, Jess, and Peter!" Rivera continued again which really made Oscar want to nag Jess.

Thank you as it seems.

Oscar never felt this happy when a woman asked him to stay together.

Oh, no way!

Oscar couldn't possibly feel that ridiculous feeling, right?

What's name?

Of love?

Oscar never believed in that ridiculous feeling!

Oscar turned to Rivera who had started putting chicken on the grill.

"You're done making mashed potatoes, Osh?" Rivera asked back .enby to Oscar who had not stopped looking at him since. Oscar was shocked and wrong.

"A little more!" Oscar replied a little stuttered. Oscar took a little mashed of his homemade potato, then fed it into Rivera's mouth and asked the woman to taste it.

"How's it?"

"It's fitting!" Rivera answered with a smile. Rivera continued to raise the cooked chicken from the grill, then cut it before serving.

"So, can I sleep here tonight?" Ask Oscar again to confirm Rivera's decision.

"Yes!"

"At least I would feel safe if I wasn't alone with Peter tonight" Rivera replied before the woman walked out of the kitchen carrying Oscar-made grilled chicken and mashed potatoes.

Rivera put the two dishes on the table and called Oscar and invited him to lunch.

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