Gary Alan Hidalgo

“Before he succumbed to his pitiful fate, a knight in shining armor stopped him. “I can give you a ride home, Hughie.” Herbie Peters had at least wanted him. His lust had been conspicuous in his dazzling blue-gray eyes and (he gasped) a rock-hard erection. It made him forget everything else. “I still have the limo. I’ll take you wherever you want.” “Uh-oh,” Hughie mumbled as the white stretch limo pulled in front of the valet station to whisk them off.”
― Gary Alan Hidalgo, Love's Not Welcome at the Hotel Cairo: A Novel