How Can A Guy Be So Hot?

Henry's POV

I hailed a cab and ordered the driver to drive to Wells Residence.

All through the ride, my heart kept pounding. Was it from the fact that Collin is coming back or that I'll be seeing Shane in a moment? I can't even tell.

I told myself to stop thinking about it.

A few minutes later, I was dropped off at my destination. Thank God I'm early.

I rang the bell, and the intercom came on.

“It's me, Henry Jones.”

The huge gate opened and I walked into the estate. The short, chubby woman ushered me and told me to sit.

“Mr Shane is still upstairs.” She said, “He'll be down in a minute. Please, take a seat ”

“Thank you.” I dropped my bag on the floor and sat down. I still can't get over the exquisiteness of this mansion.

Are Shane and Alicia the only ones who live here? What if his dad? I heard he's pretty much alive. And what of his brother?

Ugh! Why am I even thinking about them?

Then I saw Alicia gracefully coming down the stairs. I know I'm not heterosexual but come on, this girl is too pretty. She could pass as a model.

Her blonde hair, which hung on her shoulders, was perfect, her face, her body proportion, and everything. I've never felt so jealous of a girl in my life.

Was it because he was engaged to Shane? And I wished I were her?

“Hello.” She said, flashing her sparkling teeth. God, she's so pretty. Any man would want her! Even girls would envy her! I'm not even a girl and yet here I am envying her! “Henry, right?”

“Yes, ma'am,” I said politely, getting to my feet.

“Please, call me Alicia. We're all the same age, aren't we?” She said.

Damn! Well-mannered too!

“Oh … okay. I guess.”

“No need to work on eggshells around me Henry.” She said, sitting down. “Please sit.”

I sat down.

“So… what's it like working for my fiance?” She asked and I gulped.

Absolutely horrible! Is this a trap question? Even if I admit in front of her that her fiance is the worst boss ever, will Shane agree to terminate the contract and fire me?

“Great, I guess?” I said nervously.

“Alright.” She nodded.

God, just get out of here! You and your fiance make me so uncomfortable!

“So… what do you think of my fiance?” She asked again.

What's with these goddamn questions!!

“Do you think he's handsome?”

If the heart rate of my heart was at one hundred percent, I'm pretty sure it'll be at one thousand now. My heart was pounding so furiously.

Why would she even ask me that kind of question? Does she know what happened between me and Shane? Does she suspect anything? Hold on… how does she even know I'm gay?

I mean, I'm manly, and more often than not, women approach me. No one ever knows I'm gay unless I tell them!

I couldn't speak. I was too stunned to.

“I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that.” She said, getting to her feet. “It'd weird for a man to think of another man as handsome even if he is… unless he's…” She left it hanging.

No, it's not weird. Since I came out and found support from Maggie and the rest, I've always been proud that I'm gay and always stand up for gay people whenever someone criticizes their sexuality.

But right now, I don't know why I couldn't say anything. I guess maybe I thought it was best she didn't know. I don't want her to begin to suspect and I also don't want to be the cause of an engagement breaking.

Would it be selfish and heartless of me to tell her that I once fucked his straight fiance just so I could get fired? I guess so.

But I just couldn't wrap my head around Shane's sexuality. I just hoped he'd tell me.

The short chubby woman came over with a tray of coffee. “This is the coffee, Ms Alicia.”

Alicia took the spoon on the tray and tasted the coffee. She savored the taste before nodding her approval. “It's good. Exactly how he likes it.”

“I'll take it up to Mr Shane's room then.” The woman said and made to leave.

“Oh wait, Henry, would you please be a sweetheart and send this coffee upstairs to Shane's room?” Alicia asked, smiling at me, “Katty over here has some other errands to attend to.”

“Huh?” I blurted out, surprised.

Why the hell would she send me on such a task? Even though it's measly, I'm no maid! I'm an office assistant! There are hundreds of maids here, for fuck's sake; why not send for one of them?

Nevertheless, I took the tray.

“Thank you, Henry,” Alicia said, her smile widening the more. “The third room on your right.”

Damn, she's a great manipulator, I'll give her that.

“Okay,” I said, turned, and then began to climb up the majestic stairs.

I reached the head of the stairs and turned right. Wow! This place was just… magnificent! Forgive me, but I can't just stop admiring.

I came to a halt in front of the gigantic portrait. There was little Shane and his twin brother, along with their parents.

Hector Wells, the founder of Wells Enterprises. I've only seen photos of him on the Internet, but in neither of them was he seen smiling.

This was the only picture where I'd seen him smiling. He looks so happy here. Aww, little Shane! So cute! Always been cute! He also looks so happy here. What happened? I could stare at this portrait all day but I have to go.

I reached the third door and knocked. There was no reply. I knocked again. Still no reply. What do I do? Do I go back or what? Okay, I'll just go in, place the tray, and then get the hell out.

I gently squeezed the doorknob, opening the door; I gently went in and closed the door.

Wow! The room, too, was magnificent! It's size, twice the size of my whole apartment. These people sure do know how to live.

I placed the coffee on the bed stand and gaped around the room. The bed was kind-sized and neatly made. So, this is where both of them sleep.

The window was made with glass, overlooking the greeny garden.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” That voice I know all too well snapped me out of my fantasy, I flinched and quickly spun around.

“I'm sorry…” I broke off.

A hiccup escaped my lips and my heart rate increased to ten thousand percent... if that was even possible... or whatever.

But Shane was clad in nothing but his towel, his dampened hair sticking to his face, his body dripping with water, his abs and chest glistening against the hues of the sun coming from the window, and his third leg making a huge bulge on the towel. He was looking so hot and irresistible!

He looks just like an art! So... yummy!

My throat went dry, I began to perspire internally, and I could feel my dick hardening just at the mere sight of him, and there and then; I wanted him to fuck me as he did then. I instantly wanted to lick those hard nipples as he had done to me back then!

God! How can a guy be so hot?