A/N: Sorry guys for not updating in a while, but life has been very busy in the last weeks. Finally here is the next chapter. I hope you like it. Please R & R, because I would like to know what you think about it.

Chapter 4: breakfast with juice

The sun is shining in my face and wakes me up. My head is aching lightly. What a nice change for a while! I sit up slowly and look around the room. On the nightstand I see the reason for the pain. I have managed to smoke the whole pack of cigarettes throughout the night. In combination with the alcohol it doesn't surprise me that my mouth fells like it is full of cotton and my head like it is clouded in dust. I need some fresh air to clear my mind. I open the window and shut my eyes as I take a few deep breaths. The cool morning breeze hits my skin, makes me shiver, but it doesn't matter at the moment. I don't want to be in this pathetic constitution anymore. This sucks! I shake my head about my behaviour lately and try to remember why I did it in the first place.

Suddenly I can see myself standing on the balcony in the night and smoke. All the feelings I had then are washing over me again. I couldn't really sleep, my memories about you and the last days racing wildly around in my head. I wanted to stop them, but wasn't able to do it. I was shaking from inside, so I was looking for calmness in the cigarettes again and again. Then I must have fallen asleep on my bed from exhaustion.

I'm pullet from my train of thoughts by my stomach grumbling for food. Thank god for the breakfast-time!

XXX

The breakfast itself goes by smoothly, like I like it. I love days starting slowly, where you have all the time in the world for your lover and yourself. Sharing the newspaper and listening to the radio while still sitting on the breakfast-table with a cup of coffee. Talking about everything that comes to your minds and after cleaning the table, you two are making yourself ready for work or, if you have a day off, do whatever you want. Sadly those days where only happening on rare occasions. This is the only thing I have hated about our jobs. We were both on call most of the time.

I can only imagine what the days would have been like if you were now by my side. Never ever would I have believed that things would turn out this way. Pure denial. Sweet denial! But we both knew it. We were living with the possibility that things like this could happen. We knew it as we started our relationship and were both willing to jump in. It was totally worth the risk! I don't regret a single day!

By the end of the meal I'm still caught up in my memories. Moving out of the room on autopilot, I collide with somebody. Suddenly there is wetness on my chest. My consciousness jumps to the present and I see Sofia standing in front of me, her hand covert with orange-juice, witch has been swapping out of the glass as our bodies were crashing together. Only a small amount of it is still in the glass, mostly it has found its way on my shirt or on the floor.

"I'm sorry. It is my fault, I wasn't paying attention." I feel shocked and embarrassed. Embarrassed, because I didn't wanted to run into her juice-glass, shocked, because I have run into her. Why do I have to run into her of all people? There are so many people in this god damn hotel, but I must run into Sofia!

Sofia looks into my eyes. She seems to be speechless for a moment and then she starts to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Now I feel confused also. Great, I should have stayed in bed today. To get laughed at isn't something I need these days.

"All this. The whole situation." Sofia answers my question, while pointing to the juice and us. "And your totally shocked expression was priceless."

"Thanks. Very nice. Tell me when you are over it." I pick at the wet spot of my shirt and frown.

The giggles of the blond come to a stop. "Don't be a baby. A girl needs to have some fun in the morning." I look up and see the big grin she has in her face.

"But do you need to have this fun about my clumsiness and wet closes?"

"Oh, poor girl. You happened to be there. And don't try to say that it's my fault, that you can not pay attention to your surroundings."

I roll my eyes and take a deep breath to prevent myself from a deep blush. She has court me. "Ok, you have won. I'm defeated." I hold my hands up in surrender and take in the whole scene again. Now it is me who isn't able to suppress a laugh.

"What?" It is her turn to be confused.

I lock eyes with her. "You were right, this situation is funny."

"See, I'm always right.", Sofia answers with a grin and winks at me. Her eyes are shining in a bright blue colour. I find myself fascinated by them. Sofia is also staring into mine. The world seems to disappear around us. We have totally forgotten that we are still standing in the middle of the room, some droplets of juice on the floor and she has still the glass in her hand.

We are brought back to reality by somebody clearing his throat. Now we notice the waitress, who has appeared by our side. "Excuse me ladies, but I have to clean this up.", she says, referring to the juice on the floor.

"We are sorry, we didn't mean to be in the way.", Sofia states.

"Yeah, and we are sorry to have made this mess.", I add.

Sofia takes me be the arm and leads us away to give the young waitress room to work. With a raised eyebrow, she smiles lightly at me. "We made the mess? You are kidding, right? It was your fault."

I have composed myself again and try to tease her. "But you happened to cross my pass. If you had started walking only a second later or earlier, nothing would have happened. So you can't say that it is only me who has done all the damage." Now I'm the one wearing the big grin.

Sofia blinks a few times. She seems to shake herself inwardly, finally she states: "You are unbelievable." Shaking her head lightly, she picks with two fingers at the still wet spot on my shirt. "You should get out of this. I don't thing it makes a got first appearance if you walk around like this, but…Of course, it is an eye catcher on your already pretty looking chest!"

Her voice has been dropping to a very low level by the last part of her sentence. I have to swallow the lump, which has formed in my throat. My mouth has gotten dry within seconds. This woman is full of wonders. "I….I think you are right……I….I should…..go now." Great, she has made me stutter again. I must be looking like an idiot in her eyes.

But Sofia only smiles friendly at me. "Yes, you should. Perhaps, I'll see you later."

I only nod and leave her.

Thank you for reading! I'm already working on the next chapter, so I hope I will be able to update again soon.