An Unexpected Love Volume 1

Chapter 3

Chapter 3“Should we grab something to eat?” Javier asked Hugo the moment the sexy, muscular hunk stepped out shirtless from the bathroom.

After dressing up and putting his boots on, Javier had been seated on the couch in the living room while Hugo was in the bathroom. He had been captivated by the beautiful scenery outside a moment earlier, but nothing compared to the sight of an almost-naked Hugo. There should be a law that prohibited Hugo from ever wearing any clothes to cover up all that perfection. He bit back a moan when Hugo smiled at him. Then he ogled Hugo’s backside from top to bottom as the man was heading toward the bedroom.

“Sure thing. Let me grab some clothes from my bag. Once I’m ready, we can get some dinner.”

Javier averted his eyes for a few seconds as he did his best not to get an erection inside his fitted jeans. Not only would it be visible and embarrassing, it would also be very painful, considering how tight this particular pair of jeans was. It was his favorite pair, and he loved it because it put his ass, which he deemed as the best asset he had compared to the other parts of his body, on display for everyone else to admire. Now, he was sort of regretting that stupid decision he had made late the previous evening back at his apartment in San Francisco to pack this pair of jeans for this trip to Saint Louis.

Then again, he never expected having to share a hotel bedroom, and later the same bed, with a man as hot as Hugo. The man was gorgeous, muscular, and f*****g hairy all over, except for his back, which was surprisingly smooth. Javier loved hairy men because he was pretty much hairless, except for his armpits, forearms, stomach, pubes, and legs. He didn’t even have that much hair in those areas, and that pissed him off sometimes. It was probably a case of wanting what he could never be. He felt as if he was drooling gallons of saliva inside his mouth as he watched the scene in front of him. Hugo removed the towel that was wrapped around his waist, leaving him in his skimpy trunks.

Javier almost had a mortifying c*m-explosion inside his underwear, which might leak out all the way through his jeans, when Hugo bent forward slightly to tug on a pair of jeans that enveloped every inch of exposed flesh like a second skin. Holy s**t! He never knew a man could have such hard, muscled thighs and calves, and they were thick, too. He would compare them to tree trunks, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration. He wished he had managed to glimpse at Hugo’s crotch for a few seconds longer, but the hunk had turned around too fast. Regardless, he was one hundred percent positive Hugo must be hung like a horse, and probably with balls the size of a bull’s, because the entire bulge he had succeeded in seeing earlier was proportionate to the size of his fist. Or probably larger. Much larger.

He was staring so hard at Hugo’s ass, it took him a while to hear the man clearing his throat loudly. He was certain he must be blushing redder than a tomato when he looked up at Hugo, who was now fully dressed, because he could feel the intense heat suffusing his neck and cheeks. Hugo arched his left eyebrow, and Javier rubbed the back of his head and glanced downward before rushing toward the bedroom to grab his wallet and smartphone from the top of one of the bedside tables. He hoped Hugo wasn’t offended. He didn’t know if the man was straight or gay. Moreover, even if Hugo was gay, Javier had been acting like a creep earlier. His only saving grace was the fact that Hugo hadn’t seemed pissed off at him. He inhaled deeply before walking back out toward the living room and c*****g his head in the direction of the door to the suite.

“Come on, man. I’m starving.”

Hugo grinned and nodded. “All right. What are you in the mood for?”

Javier was tempted to say Your f*****g d**k inside my ass, but he simply shrugged as he and Hugo grabbed one of the hotel access cards from the tabletop near to the door of the suite before stepping outside. “Anything really. Besides, the blizzard outside is getting heavier by the minute. We may have to pay a visit to one of the restaurants inside this hotel. What about you?”

“I’m easy. I’m starving right now, so I’ll pretty much eat anything at this point.”

“Easy, huh?” Javier repeated while staring down onto the floor and willing himself not to overthink what Hugo meant with that one word while they made their way inside the private elevator.

Hugo chuckled. “I am. What about you?”

Javier swiveled his head to face Hugo in astonishment. “I…I have no idea what you’re getting at.”

Hugo laughed. “Really? Were you or were you not drooling over my ass earlier?”

Javier could feel himself flushing from the embarrassment that threatened to overwhelm him. “Hey, man. Sorry about that. You’re really well-built, and I’m…uh, you know.”

“Gay?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. That’s a relief.”

“What?”

“I’m gay, too.”

Javier expelled the breath he had been holding back for a few seconds. “Thank f**k! I was frankly terrified you might pummel me to the ground later for leering at your ass.”

Hugo scoffed. “I’ll never hit anyone, gay or straight, for admiring my body. I work hard for this body, and I like it when people can’t take their eyes off me and my body.”

Javier snickered. “An exhibitionist?”

Hugo chortled. “f**k no! I have my limits.”

“Won’t your boyfriend be jealous, though?”

Hugo raised his left eyebrow at Javier. “Is that your way of asking if I’m single or attached?”

Javier could feel his heart pounding faster and harder, and he did his best not to show his nervousness. “Maybe.”

Hugo bumped his shoulder against Javier’s. “I’m just teasing you. I’m single. I’ve been single for almost two and a half years now.”

“Why? You’re a good-looking guy, and you seem to be doing well in your job, whatever it is that you do.”

Hugo smiled at Javier. “Thanks for the compliment. I own Hassle-Free. It’s—”

“Hassle-Free?” Javier cut Hugo off midsentence, eyes widening in surprise. “The multi-million-dollar event planning company?”

Hugo blushed. “Yeah. It had started out as a small business, and then I got lucky.”

Javier snorted. “You’re too modest. Justin has been trying to get you on the phone for the past few days, man. The company we work for needs your services for all the annual corporate events, both for the clients and the employees. He wants to talk to you directly because he’s hoping you can provide a much better rate. After all, you’ll be getting plenty of events from us every year.”

“Justin is the HR Manager you talked to earlier?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. Let me give you my personal number. Then you can pass it to Justin.”

Javier and Hugo ended up exchanging numbers as they alighted from the elevator. Then they made their way to the front desk. Coincidentally, Miranda, the hotel manager, was standing behind the counter. Not that Javier was too astonished by that. He noticed many people at the hotel lobby, and some were being taken care of by several front desk officers.

“Good evening, gentlemen. How may I help you?”

“Evening, Miranda,” Hugo greeted with a smile before pointing at Javier and himself. “Is it possible for us to get to a restaurant or a diner outside of the hotel? Somewhere nearby is better.”

Miranda nodded. “There’s a steakhouse to the right of the hotel a couple of buildings away. The last time I checked around half an hour ago, it was still opened for business. Or you can turn to the left and walk all the way to the end of this block. There’s a small diner that serves some of the best burgers in the city. The baked chicken is excellent, too. The only problem is it may take you both longer than the usual ten minutes to reach the diner because of the weather outside. The steakhouse may be safer in the current weather.”

Hugo turned toward Javier. “The steakhouse then?”

Javier nodded. “Yeah. I think we should check that out first.”

“All right then,” Hugo said before facing Miranda once again. “Thank you. I really appreciate it.”

“Thanks, Miranda.”

“You’re both welcome. In case both places are full or closed, the restaurants at the hotel will be operating all the way until midnight. You may also contact room service for food or anything else you require. We will do our best to provide you with the food and other items you may be needing later.”

Hugo beamed at Miranda. “Sure. Thanks again.”

“You’re welcome.”

Javier shivered the moment he got out from the warmth of the hotel lobby. Fortunately, he had brought along one of his thicker coats, which covered even his neck, a pair of thick gloves, and his trusty old beanie to protect his head and ears from the harsh winter element. Hugo was similarly attired. Javier stole glances at Hugo as they sped up in the direction of the steakhouse. Hugo looked as if he had just stepped out from one of those glossy magazines, wearing obviously expensive clothes from head to toe.

Javier wasn’t bitter about the disparity in their wealth, but he was rather self-conscious about his clothes. In one of their past conversations, Justin had let it slip about the estimated, reported net worth of some of the wealthiest people in the nation, and at nine hundred million dollars and counting, Hugo was definitely rich. Javier shook off any negative thoughts inside his mind when he and Hugo reached the steakhouse. He wasn’t surprised to discover that it was full, but he was grateful when one of the servers promised him and Hugo that one of the tables was being cleared at the moment. It should be available within the next five minutes or so.

“The food smells delicious,” Hugo whispered at Javier as the two of them were led to an empty table.

“Yeah. Absolutely.”

After that, it took them both less than five minutes to order what they wanted. Hugo glanced around the steakhouse for a moment before returning his focus on Javier.

“Maybe the weather will become much better overnight.”

Javier gazed out through the glass wall of the steakhouse for a few seconds. “I hope so. I have a red-eye to catch tomorrow evening. I’d checked the news online earlier. All flights from Saint Louis are canceled, starting from noon earlier. No airline can confirm if the flights will resume tomorrow or even the day after. It all depends on the weather now.”

Hugo nodded. “I don’t have to check out from the presidential suite until twelve noon the day after tomorrow. I can also extend it by an hour or two. There’s an option for that. You can stay with me, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

Javier was relieved to hear that because that eliminated one of his concerns at least. “Thanks, man. I really appreciate it. Horrible winter weather like the one we’re having right now usually doesn’t last for more than a day. At least that’s what it says online.”

“You’re welcome. If the blizzard persists, I’ll just extend my stay at the hotel. You can continue sharing the suite with me. That won’t be an issue at all.”

Javier beamed at Hugo. “That will be awesome.”

Hugo shrugged. “You’re a cool guy, and I’ve enjoyed hanging out with you so far. We seem to connect just fine. It’s no hardship.”

Javier chuckled. “Thanks, man. You’re an incredible guy. I’m so glad to have met you at the hotel. Otherwise, I’ll be stranded out there somewhere all alone.”

Hugo grinned. “Right place, right time. Such a severe weather in Saint Louis isn’t that uncommon, I believe.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” Hugo replied. “The heaviest snowfall recorded in Saint Louis was twenty-ish inches at the end of March in the year eighteen ninety, which was followed by fifteen and a half inches at the end of February in the year nineteen twelve. In nineteen eighty-two, at the end of January, the snowfall was nearly fourteen inches. The problem with the blizzard outside right now is the level of visibility. It’s terrible, and it seems to be getting worse.”

“True. Anyway, what made you offer to share the suite with me?”

Hugo’s face was now flushed, and there was a hint of an embarrassed smile on the man’s face, which Javier thought was downright cute. He waited patiently for Hugo to speak up.

“Will you believe me if I tell you I’m doing it out of the goodness of my heart?”

“Yes and no.”

“Why?”

“Because there were many others at the lobby earlier you could have shared the suite with, and yet you had decided to approach me instead.”

Hugo’s cheeks reddened, and Javier’s curiosity was piqued now. He waited patiently for Hugo’s response, but the server came by their table with their food and drinks right at that moment. The two of them started cutting into their juicy, succulent steaks. Then Hugo cleared his throat loudly, and Javier’s focus was wholly directed at the man. He easily ignored the lively conversations among the other patrons at the steakhouse.

“I, um…I had noticed you at the waiting room in the airport in San Francisco.”

“Right. And?”

“There was something about you. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

Javier could feel his heartbeat pounding a little harder and faster. “Okay.”

There were a few seconds of tense silence before Hugo spoke up again. “Not trying to be creepy, but you’re f*****g hot.”

Javier almost lost his grip on his utensils. “What are you trying to say?”

Hugo’s hands trembled a little. “I’m not a believer in that whole bullshit about falling in love at first sight, but I think it’s absolutely possible to fall in lust with someone at first sight.”

Javier barely heard the confession coming out from Hugo’s mouth. The volume of Hugo’s voice was rather soft, but Javier caught enough to understand the message the man was attempting to convey to him. He pretended to be calm and collected as he used his knife and fork to slice a small portion of meat before putting it inside his mouth and chewing slowly. His c**k was definitely growing harder now.

“So, you want to f**k me?”

Hugo choked and grabbed onto his bottle of beer before swallowing big gulps of it. Javier felt bad for shocking Hugo like that, but he was also amused. Hugo glared at Javier after that.

“Thanks for that.”

“You survive it.”

Hugo scoffed. “I’ll get you back for that.”

Javier winked at Hugo. “Give it your best shot.”

Hugo narrowed his eyes at Javier. “Are you a top or a bottom?”

Javier didn’t hesitate. “Bottom. There’s something really hot when I have another man’s c**k deep inside my ass, pounding me hard. I like it when a man drips plenty of sweat all over me, and I can smell his musk and s*x as he f***s me hard and rough.”

Hugo tightened his grip on his utensils, and that didn’t escape Javier’s notice. “You…you don’t like gentle, slow lovemaking?”

“I do, but most of the time, I prefer the s*x to be brutal. That’s what turns me on.”

“f**k,” Hugo hissed out a short moment before he stabbed into the steak and cut into it with a little more force than he did earlier, which Javier found rather hilarious.

“Hugo.”

“What?”

Javier was flattered to note how raspy Hugo sounded because it made it even more obvious to him that the other man was aroused by him and his words. He decided to change the topic of conversation for the time being. It would give him and Hugo time to cool down a little.

“You haven’t answered my question from earlier.”

Hugo gazed into Javier’s eyes, and the confusion was displayed all over his face. “Which one?”

“Why have you remained single for two and a half years? You’re hot and rich, and you seem like an awesome man. I’m sure it won’t be difficult for you to get any man you like,” Javier said, but he regretted his question the moment Hugo’s expression darkened by a fraction. “Hey, man. Sorry about that. Me and my big mouth. I have no f*****g filter sometimes. Forget about it. I’m just curious.”

Hugo breathed in and out a few times while shaking his head. “It’s not your fault. I’m thirty-five years old, but I’ve only had two serious relationships in the past. Max, the first one, only lasted for two years, and we parted amicably. It was neither of our fault. Hassle-Free had just started to take off, and my first ex had his own career to deal with.”

Javier nodded. “And the second one?”

Hugo sipped on his beer before responding. “I had met Andy at a charity gala. He had seemed like the perfect guy at first. He was ambitious in his career, and he had appeared to be understanding of how busy I could be at times, especially since Hassle-Free at the time was reaching the point of stability.”

“How long were you guys together?”

“Almost five years.”

Javier whistled softly. “Damn.”

“Yeah. The crazy part of that relationship was the fact that I wasn’t in love with him, but I loved him. Does that make sense to you?”

Javier nodded. “Yeah. I get it.”

“Anyway, I had almost proposed to him. I had researched the perfect ring, location, and things like that.”

Javier had a horrible feeling about the direction of the story, but his nosiness got the better of him. “What happened then?”

“When a business is booming, we all become really preoccupied with it. I’m sure you can understand that.”

“Not in the same way you do. I don’t have my own business, but I see your point.”

Hugo sighed. “I still remember that evening. I had been busy with a client, but things had wrapped up much sooner than I had anticipated. Andy and I were already living together at my penthouse.”

“In SF?”

Hugo nodded and took another sip of beer before continuing with the story. “I had gotten home to find a group of naked men inside the bedroom. Three of them were f*****g him.”

Javier didn’t know what he was supposed to say now, so he blurted out the first word to come to his mind. “s**t!”

“You can repeat that one more time. I threw them out.”

“Naked?”

Hugo burst out laughing. “I wasn’t that cruel. I had given them ample time to put their clothes on.”

“And Andy?”

“Kicked him out that same night.”

“Damn. I’m sorry, man.”

“It’s all right. It was all in the past. I ended up selling the penthouse and everything in it. I couldn’t bear to stay there for the rest of my life.”

“Understandable.”

“Yeah.”

“Did you buy another penthouse afterward?” Javier teased Hugo, hoping to lighten up the atmosphere a little bit more.

Hugo chuckled. “f**k no! Once is more than enough. I’m now living in a house in the historic district.”

“Whoa! Fancy!”

Hugo shrugged. “It used to be a church.”

Javier chortled. “You’re kidding me!”

“Nope. It’s a Gothic Revival style building. I had bought it a couple of years ago because I’m in love with the living room.”

Javier was taken aback by the specificity. “What’s so unique about the living room?”

“It has hand-painted ceilings and seven chandeliers.”

“Just for that alone?”

“Nope. I like the beautiful stained glass windows all around the house. The meditation room in the tower has an incredible three-hundred-and-sixty-degree views. That’s also where my private office is located at, along with a roof deck where I can admire the beautiful city views all day long. I also enjoy the enormous amount of space. Seventeen thousand square feet in total. After renovating it, I have five bedrooms, five bathrooms, a large kitchen, a dining room, a living room, a media area, a library, and even a Roman marble bath. The only tricky part back then was to include a garage on the first floor that could accommodate my cars and a storage room for all the extra stuff I rarely used. The architect I’d hired was able to take care of that. You should come and visit me sometimes. We can hang out.”

Javier snorted. “Hang out? Is that a euphemism for something else?”

Hugo smirked. “It depends. Having some fun here is one thing. Are you up for anything more? Like a f**k buddy type of arrangement?”

“Absolutely,” Javier retorted with a wink. “Maybe you should do a test-drive later tonight.”

Hugo directed his intense gaze in Javier’s direction, and his voice sounded raspy now. “I should.”

Javier glanced away, but he smiled. After that, the two of them were quiet for a brief moment before changing the topic of conversation. Javier shared stories about his work, his six best friends and their respective boyfriends, and his past relationships.

“I had dated quite a few men in the past, but only one of them ended up being a serious relationship.”

“How was it?”

Javier followed Hugo’s lead and resumed eating his steak before answering the question. “Nothing traumatic like your last relationship. Jason and I had simply drifted apart toward the end more than one year ago. Not that we were together for a long time anyway. It only lasted for about two years.”

“I see.”

“Yeah. I’m only twenty-eight, so I’m taking my time. I’m not in a hurry to get into a new relationship.”

“What’s your type?”

“A man who’s hung like a horse and able to f**k me like a bull,” Javier replied before adding a wink for good measure.

“Seriously?”

Javier chuckled. “Most importantly, my future husband needs to fight for world peace.”

Hugo snorted. “This isn’t a Miss Universe pageant.”

Javier laughed. “Nope.”

Then the two of them grinned widely at each other. They were quiet for a few seconds longer before Hugo broke the silence.

“On a more serious note, what kind of man do you like?”

Javier smiled at Hugo. “Sweet, empathetic, and compassionate.”

“What about physically?”

“Honestly?”

Hugo nodded. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Someone like you.”

Hugo beamed. “For real?”

“Yes.”

“Awesome.”

Javier arched his left eyebrow. “Are you offering?”

“We can f**k. After that, who knows?”

Javier was rather disappointed with the response, but it was a realistic answer. He figured he should take what he could. There was no point in hoping for more than s*x between them. He wasn’t really searching for a relationship anyway. At least not in a desperate manner. Being single was fine, too. He ignored the slight pang of pain that coursed through his entire being and did his best to convince himself that s*x was more than sufficient for him. He didn’t need anything more than that.