One Cold Moment

chapter 1

Anybody would think new Mexico was the right city to be in.

with all the late evening jazz, the glorious summer morning sun and all the fancy clubs, one would think life was set. But not for Yankee.

At 26, Yankee still found Mexico's life a bit out-of-class for him. Having been born in New Zealand, brought up in
Manchester with his brother and now living in Hong Kong, he could never get used to Mexico even though he
was a pure Mexican blood.

Born to a Mexican father and mother, Yankee had grown to love independent of his older brother, Pedro even before the death of their parents at his late teen-age.

Yankee never did move on from the terrible loss of their parents via aeroplane crash at the age of seventeen.

Pedro was twenty five at that time and took it upon himself to take care of his younger brother but Yankee would never have it. He loved to stand up for himself and deemed himself an independent man.

Yankee by now was a successful pilot. Even though he owned a house in Hong Kong and an apartment in
London, he couldn't help coming back to Mexico just to spend some time with his brother, even though he hated Mexico's gut.

Although Pedro was married to Luciana and recently celebrated their eight years wedding anniversary, Yankee still hung around him during his free weeks, even though Luciana wasn't the nicest woman in the world.

If he wasn't in Mexico hanging with his brother, then he was anywhere with his best friend and colleague, Anthonio.

And while at Mexico, if Anthonio wasn't there with him, the
visiting a pub, the clubs, the casino or bars was pointless. yes, he was a bright spot for the women.

He could easily get one with a whistle, and a night stand by just a wink at the right lady. But right now, he wasn't just up for those bitter sweet life.

After spending a week in Mexico, he had gotten used to staying in his room all day while Pedro was off to work and him avoiding Luciana the best way he could in the house.

Pedro, a successful business at the bright age of 34 ran a big cocoa and coconuts plantation business in the Woody East coast of Mexico town. He was able to employ over fifty
workers who tended to his plants and paying them was never a trouble.

After hanging the phone from a call from Anthonio, Yankee pulls off his shirt, revealing his well toned muscular chest and abs. Even though he wasn't the type that gyms regularly, he had a naturally fit and sexy body.
Exclusive of his well toned body in the right pigment, his face was a tool of admiration.

A typical Mexican, his face
was of moderate shape, his hair full, black and silky, falling across his brow, his jaw chiselled, eyeballs brown like a morning coffee, set off with full trimmed eyebrows and
then unhidden slim lips of dark pink shades.

Strolling towards his bathroom, a knock catches his attention and he looks back to see Pedro open the door,
appearing well dressed in suits for work.

"Hey Yanks" Pedro calls his nickname, walking in.

"Hey bro" Yankee acknowledges him back, walking back to meet him.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Of course I did. You came late last night. Luciana was so worried, I was afraid the house was going to catch fire "he said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Pedro chuckles at his brother's joke before replying.

"I was caught up in the office last night. Got a lot of paper works to do."