“Hugo, what’s this?” Javier asked after thanking Hugo for the flowers and placing the bouquet on his laps.
Hugo sat on the chair across the table from Javier before answering the question. “I’m hoping to impress you further with a romantic, candlelit dinner for two.”
Javier seemed stunned. “You don’t have to do that, stud. I’m already yours.”
“I want to. Humor me, please. It will make me a very happy boyfriend to please and pamper you.”
Javier blushed and nodded. “Okay.”
The two of them started the meal with two glasses of cocktails, which were made of blood orange juice and pomegranate liquor. That was followed by a flatbread pizza salad with toppings of peppery arugula and decadent olives, and it also had a hint of lemon juice in it. Once the appetizers were finished, Hugo beamed at Javier before lifting up the lids that covered the two plates of main course on the table. Javier gaped at the food, and Hugo grinned wider.
“Do you like them?”