AAFTER Paolo had laid the cooked food on the table, he excused himself and went to his bedroom. The food looks great and I was getting hungry as I smelled the food.
Aside from beef caldereta, Paolo also cooked some pork sinigang (pork cooked in sour soup and spinach) and rice. He found me sniffing the food which made him chuckle as he said “Go ahead and eat. You must be hungry.”
I looked up at him and I saw that he must have freshly showered. His hair is still wet, and is holding a towel while drying it off. My gaze fell down and saw that he’s only wearing boxers and had no shirt on.
I looked away immediately and said “Aren’t you going to put a shirt on?”
Paolo: “No. This is what I usually wear when I’m at home.”
I looked at him as he took a seat at the head of the table to my left. H
