Snippet #2742577

He was used to caring for others and putting them first, so he raised a brow when he was asked about his likes, or dislikes. It was refreshing, but a little alarming, since he had to get used to some relaxation. He put all of his doubts about Chance aside and sunk into the couch and a smile managed to emerge.

"I'm so busy most days, I haven't really thought about my favorite dish." He listened to Chance and removed his shirt. It was full of grime, dirt and sweat from the previous events. When he got too busy to cook, he either made ramen, or ordered pizza. His choice of food wasn't the best for his diet, but as a bachelor, he couldn't really complain either. Very few gay men - when he did manage to date them in the past - couldn't tolerate his life style. Gabriel was a workaholic and preferred to live in a simple fashion. Meals were always easy to prepare and sometimes he'd wear the same shirt for a few days. Without someone to impress, or concern himself with, he didn't consider how he lived on a daily basis. It was humorous that Chance's question made him think about his daily habits, but that was life for you.

"BBQ ribs. What's your favorite meal?" Gabriel asked, his eyes danced with curiosity. Perhaps he could cook something for Chance in the future, but he had a feeling he wouldn't be the one in the kitchen. He smirked when Chance admitted to living in the same apartment building.

"Hmn, that's interesting. So, did you want to spend the night here first and we work your way to your place?" Gabriel said, the humor obvious in his tone. He wondered how Chance lived, but he was certain it had to be a healthier life style than his.