Milagros Riaza worked as a researcher at a prestigious space agency, surrounded by cutting-edge technology and ambitious projects. Between calculations and observations of the airspace, his day was spent in technical conversations and the pressure of deadlines, but there was always something that disrupted his concentration—Henry, his coworker. For months, they had shared a subtle tension that hung in the air whenever their eyes met or their hands accidentally brushed against each other. Neither of them mentioned it out loud, but it was evident to both that there was something beyond the professional. One afternoon, after an exhausting meeting, all his colleagues left the office, leaving them alone. The silence enveloped the place, interrupted only by the hum of the monitors. Milagros tried to concentrate on her work, but she felt Henry's gaze on her, increasingly intense. He approached slowly, with a confidence he had never shown before, and the tension they had repressed for so long seemed about to burst. Without a word, Milagros extended a hand, controlling Henry's movements, their bodies instinctively drew closer, and when they were finally just inches apart, they both knew there was no turning back. In an instant, Henry took Milagros' legs in his hands and kissed her with an intensity that made time seem to stand still. She responded with the same passion, putting aside any worry or consequence. Their bodies melted into that deep and desired kiss, as if all the contained emotions had finally found an outlet. While the outside world continued its course, in that empty office, the only thing that mattered was the rapid beating of their hearts and the sexual connection that had finally materialized between them.