I didn’t mind.
By five o’clock, I was almost ready to go when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see Han standing there, smirking at me likeYou sly dog.
“You sent the car back to De Sade a lot later than I expected,” he said as he breezed past me into the room.
“Come in,” I said sardonically.
He ignored my tone and began to fix himself a drink at the mini bar. “And you didn’t bring Mei-ling back to work, either. So – you get lucky?”
“That’s none of your business. But no, I did not.”
Technically, I hadn’t.
Mei-ling had…
And I felt extraordinarily fortunate that the evening had gone the way it did…
But I didn’t want to tell Han any of that, so I kept to my little white lie.
“What the hell did youdoall that time?” he asked, surprised.
“Again, none of your business. But we talked.”
“Oh,” he said, sounding disappointed. He took a sip of whiskey and said, “Well, what do you want to do tonight?”
“I have other plans.”
He raised both eyebrows. “Really.”
“Yes.”
He spied the box with the bow and smirked in surprise and contempt. “What, you’re going to bring her agift?!”
His general attitude conveyed that he thought I was a moron. Real men fucked women; they didn’t bring them gifts. Especially if they hadn’t gotten laid the night before.
“Yes. So you can go do whatever you want on your own.”
“I can drop you at her place,” he offered.
“I’ve made other arrangements.”
That was the truth. The concierge already had the town car waiting for me.
Han’s face darkened the slightest bit. “Mr. Lau wanted me to entertain you for the evening.”
“Tell Mr. Lau thank you, but that I’ve found entertainment elsewhere.”
Han drained his whiskey and put the empty glass back on the bar.
“Better luck tonight,” he said as he walked out the door.
Asshole.
28
The town car dropped me at Mei-ling’s apartment building at 6 PM sharp. I told the driver to go back to the hotel and that I would call a cab when I left.
As I walked into the lobby, the guard nodded at me from behind his desk. “Ms. Chan said you would be coming.”