Page 64 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 1-4
Damian sucked in a breath first. “We should go out there. Richard, Mi Hi, and Gigi are waiting for us. Richard ordered breakfast.”
Fuck. He owed all of them an apology. He’d been too shocked and sleepy to offer one the night before.
Mi Hi and Richard were in the sitting area of the suite between the private rooms, Richard on one couch and Mi Hi and Gigi on the one at an angle to him. Richard was sitting back, his ankle raised to rest over his opposite knee. They appeared to have been talking but broke off as soon as the door squeaked.
Mi Hi jumped up from her couch and pressed her hands together. “It fits.”
Jun nodded. “Thank you. You’re awesome. And you really didn’t have to stay.”
She tilted her head to the side and smirked. “And miss the drama? Don’t be crazy. This is the most fun I’ve had in years.”
Jun laughed, ruefully. “What about your job?”
Mi Hi chuckled. “I called in sick. This is better than a TV drama.”
Jun rolled his eyes. “So glad you’re amused.”
She laughed outright.
Jun turned toward Richard. The business mogul was just as intimidating as the night before or perhaps more, now that Jun knew what it felt like to sit on his lap and feel the man’s hands on his knee. Meeting some important people in person took the mystic out of their personality. Not so with Richard Reevesworth. Meeting him just made him more…everything.
Jun swallowed. “I apologize for my behavior last night.”
Richard inclined his head. “Did I pass?”
“Yes.”
Richard nodded, eyes soft. He looked as patient as an old god in a painting. As if nothing could ruffle him. “You are very direct.”
Jun’s cheeks burned. He dropped his eyes.
“I appreciate that. Damian needs a partner who is direct.”
Jun looked up fast. There was nothing judgmental in the older man’s face. If anything, he looked pleased.
Damian grumbled and wrapped both arms around Jun.
Gigi bounced on the couch. “Let’s eat. I’m starved. Feed me before some of you start looking delicious.”
Mi Hi smothered a laugh. “Doesn’t that mean…”
Jun widened his eyes and shook his head. No matter what came out of Gigi’s mouth, it was better not to tell her when she made accidental sex jokes. Mi Hi, however, couldn’t resist poking the elephant in the room.
“So, which is more delicious, boys or girls?”
Gigi looked up from piling food onto her tray and stared straight into Mi Hi’s face. “Girls. Girls are more delicious.”
Mi Hi’s face turned a fiery pink, and she started poking and prodding the breakfast spread like it was a sampling of dangerous secrets and not an extravagant Korean take on a continental breakfast.
Gigi turned to Jun, apparently not noticing the devastation she’d just left behind her. “Everyone is here but Yohei, and I don’t think anyone even noticed. Yohei got himself a hotel near BBB3. I’m going to go meet him to help, but we need someone to pass stuff off to in case they chase us.”
Jun blinked. “You’re planning on being chased?” Since when had he hung out with so many people who broke the law?
Probably since you started hanging out with Bak, a dry internal voice shot back at him. He clammed up. Gigi, however, hadn’t noticed. She was looking at Damian. “Will you do it? You would be perfect. We can’t use any of the boys.”
Damian glanced at Jun, then nodded. “I’ll stand out.”
“Yeah, but you’re foreign.” Gigi shrugged, shoving more food in her mouth with her long metal chopsticks. “You’re like visible but insta-invisible. Just stand there like a tourist and act stupid if anyone talks to you, pretend you only speak a little English and no Korean.”
