“You have an unopened one-gallon bottle of orange juice in the fridge,” Javier explained while offering Hugo a full glass of the juice.
Hugo accepted the glass with a smile. “Thanks, baby.”
Javier shrugged. “It’s your orange juice. I simply poured some of it for you.”
Hugo grinned as he finished the glass of orange juice. “That’s a considerate gesture, so thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Javier said before glancing around. “I love your house. It’s decorated in a mixture of modern and traditional styles. It’s massive, though. Don’t you feel lonely living in a place like this all on your own?”
“That’s why you should move in with me,” Hugo replied with a wink.
Javier chortled. “Nice try, but I insist on waiting for the right time.”
Hugo let the matter drop for the time being. He plated the hams, sausages, and eggs onto two different plates before turning to face Javier.
“Shall we eat on the island counter or at the dining table?”