Chapter 3. Hugh

It was Sunday morning, and after last night I decided to stay indoors and have a lazy morning. But I didn't expect to see Hugh all sweaty, walking into the apartment with his hair drenched in sweat looking sexy as hell.

It would be a couple of times a week when I would catch him after his morning run, and usually, we would say hi and go on our separate ways moments later.

But after last night, he greeted me in awkward silence. So I just let him be and carry on making my breakfast. I was still in my boxers and t-shirt while enjoying my cereal when he came out all fresh and clean after his shower wearing his usual low-rise jeans and nothing else.

"Hey, em...about last night..."

"It's cool man, it's a one-time thing I get it," I said casually when strangely I was a bit disappointed on the inside.

"It's not you..."

"Hugh, I get it."

"Right, so we're good?" he put on his sexy boyish smirk making me want to slap his ass again.