She was upset. Brian left her a message on the phone, asking her to pick up his laundry. “Why can’t he do it herself?” She wondered aloud. With a heavy sigh, she quickly changed and headed to the door.

And then she saw. “Friends coming for dinner. Cook for 4″ was on the note left by Brian by the table. Her eyes narrowed as she skimmed through the lines again. “Cook for FOUR? What, he thinks I’m a maid or what?” She shooked her head and went back to her room, getting more cash from her drawers. Brian was being ridiculous, she muttered, but she knew she’ll do it anyways.

The air outside was damp and windy. She wrapped her jacket around her tightly as she lightly jogged to the car. As she started driving, she realised something in her car was not right. Her faithful station wagon has never failed her. Feeling a little suspicious, she stopped her car by the road and went down to check. And then she saw. A big fat nail stuck in her tyre, causing a puncture.

“Oh man.. COME ON!” She kicked the flat tyre, cursing her luck. She sat by the roadside, taking a deep breath. She can either change her tyre there and then, but then again, she’s not good in it or she could drive to the nearest petrol station and get some help there. Thinking hard, she decided to drive to the station and get some help.

“Hey there, you need some help?” She turned and found herself face to face to a strangely good looking guy. “Urm.. yes in fact.. yes.. ” She stammered. His eyes were so blue, like the sky and she felt the immediate attraction towards this stranger.

“Your tyre’s punctured, miss ..urm..”
“Jade. Call me Jade.”
“I’m Edward.” They shooked hands as she felt the electricity surge when their hands touched.
She mumbles, “So, you know how to fix tyres? Like, are you good at it?”
He smiled and said “I believe so.” And with a slow drawl, he asked, “Do you trust me?”
She was totally hypnotised when he said that. “Yes.” She answered, sipping in his dreamy eyes and sighed.