In the morning Andrés and Tatiana were sitting outside, preparing breakfast. Since they have a big garden, and the weather was pleasantly warm - it became a habit of them to eat at the big table around the house.

"Andrés, i totally forget to mention that my sister is celebrating her birthday tomorrow. I really don't want to leave you, but after breakfast i have to pack my bag" Tatiana suddenly said, as she pours fresh coffee into her cup.

„Well, what was her name again? Alejandra? I thought you despise her" he chuckled.

„I don't despise her, she's my sister after all. And her name is Alicia. You know, she's just bad-tempered and irritable. If i'm not going she'll probably shoot me" Tatiana answered rather seriously, but she had a small smile on her face.

Andrés laughed at that. "Family is important, mi amor - we have to appreciate the time we have with them. When you see her, greet her from me."

"Sure. You won't even notice i'm gone - You still have Martín here and as i know you both, you two will probably continue working on the plan" Tatiana grinned, cupping his face in both hands.

As she mentioned him, Andrés caught the sight of a very wasted looking Martín. He slowly walked into the terrace with a big bowl of fruit in his hands.

Andrés took shorty his time to observe him. His hair was messy and he had dark circles under his eyes - all in all he looked exhausted. Must have been a long night Andrés thought and couldn't hide his smirk at that.

"Martín! Buenos días mi amigo, We were just talking about you, so nice of you to join us finally." Andrés shouted at him with a big smile on his face.

"Can you stop screaming? I have a headache and your not helping." Martín muttered grumpily.

He joined them at the table and took a seat across from Tatiana and Andrés. He put the fruit bowl on the table and poured himself a large cup of coffee and packed some fruit on his plate. He took a large sip from his cup and started to massage his temple.

"Long night?" Tatiana asked him while looking rather amused. It was not the first time Martín joined them utterly wasted at breakfast.

"I shouldn't have drank the entire bottle of wine. Why does wine have to taste so good? But don't worry my guest is already gone, i didn't want him to ruin our beautiful

breakfast routine." Martín grinned and bite into his apple.

"Was this „guest" the same guy as last time? What was his name again? Lorenzo? Seems

like Martín has a boyfriend" Tatiana said while clapping her hands excitedly.

"Yes, Lorenzo is his name and no, i don't have a boyfriend! You both know i don't have time for this. He's just a friend who also appreciates a good bottle of wine"

Andrés who was listening closely to the conversation, couldn't help to lift his eyebrow at what Martín just said. Lorenzo? Interesting. He was frowning now. It's a very common name in Italy, but he was pretty sure that his dear friend was moaning his name last night, and not Lorenzo's. He heard it clearly. Andrés smirked again.

Tatiana was laughing and her gaze went from Martín to his watch on his wrist and her eyes widened suddenly. "Oh my god, i'm going to be late for the flight! I have to go now" She said, while Martín looked rather confused and didn't know what was going on.

"My sister is celebrating her birthday tomorrow, i'll be gone for the weekend" she quickly said to Martín while she stood up and hugged him briefly. He just nodded and wished her a good flight.

"And you, mi amor - I'll call you as soon as I've landed and take care of Martín, will you? Make sure he doesn't drink too much." she giggled and gave him a long kiss on his mouth.

"Of course. I always take good care of him, since the beginning actually, right?" he said while looking straight into his friend eyes. Martín looked actually flustered.

"I'll drive you to the airport."

"No! no, this is not necessary, i have already called a courier, he should be there at any moment. I have to go no, te quiero Andrés"

Andrés nodded and smiled at that. He threw a kiss at her with his hand and Martín and him waved her goodbye.

As soon Tatiana was gone, Martín had a smile on his face. "That means we are alone this weekend?"

He grinned and took again a large sip of his coffee.

"If you don't decide to invite Lorenzo again, than yes - we'll be alone." Andrés provocatively announced.

"Actually i think i'm not going to see him again. He was good for a few nights but in the end he doesn't understand what i need." Martín said with his head bowed, while playing with his fork.

Andrés suddenly stood up. He slowly walked around the table till he was directly

behind Martíns chair. He firmly put his hands on his broad shoulders and started to massage them. "Martín..." he purred quietly.

Martín immediately closed his eyes and threw his head back to Andrés strong chest. He completely relaxed and from Andrés view, he could see his long throat. He moves his hands from his shoulder to his temple and started to caress his head.

Andrés was completely enjoying this. His engineer is always so responsive to his

touch. He watched his face and how his lips started to part slowly.

He leaned down, just right above Martíns ear and whispered seductively "Speaking of Lorenzo...are you sure that was his name? I remember being woken up by a noise last night - a scream.

I remember walking to your door and hearing you. You were having sex, mi amigo. But you weren't moaning his name. You were screaming my name, cariño."

He could feel now that his body was shivering and shaking enormously. Martín gulped audibly and was breathing hard.

"Andrés..." he tried to say but failed as soon Andrés was chuckling deeply into his ear.

"Do you want to know what i'm thinking?" he slowly massages his shoulders again.

"I think i just discovered what you need"

Martín opened his eyes promptly and Andrés could see that sweat started to formed on his forehead.

"Your always such a good boy. I think you deserve a reward for your hard work. Maybe this weekend you'll finally get what you need - Me." Andrés finally said and let go of his shoulders. He turned away and was heading back to the monastery. He was gone.

Martín let out a deep breath, which he didn't know he was holding the entire time. His body was shaking wildly and his palms were sweaty. He could still feel Andrés hot breath lingering on his ear. . After what felt like a hour, Martín started to process what just happend.

Did the love of his life just said he would give him what he needs this weekend? if this isn't some of his daily dreams – than this weekend will be the death of him.