Uggh! Men play too much. Especially the younger ones when you’re trying to get things done. In this unedited snippet which picks up where last week’s blog leaves off, Sinna is on the road with her Korean cutie, and he’s proving to be quite the distraction. Book will be out this month! #Staytuned
Oh, the picture is of South Korean actor Seo Kang Joon. I’ve picked up The Watcher again. Here’s hoping I can make it through for my baby. LOL
XOXO,
SS
“You called me baby.”
“You’re not my baby?” she teased.
“I am,” he assured her, and kissed the back of her hand through his mask.
“You should be sleeping.”
He handed her into the back of a car. “We can sleep when we get to the hotel. Are you hungry?”
Her stomach growled, and he laughed.
“We will sleep after we get room service.”
But Sinna fell asleep with her hand in his and her head on his shoulder as soon as the car began to move.
“Sinna-ssi,” he whispered. “We are here. Shall I carry you?”
“No! Thank you,” she laughed softly. “I’m a mess. Sorry.”
“We have a tough schedule, and you have your business to run.”
“Yes,” she agreed, soothed that he understood. “Thank God we don’t have any problems,” she said, watching people watch them from behind her shades as they crossed the hotel lobby.
He laughed, his eyes twinkling above his mask as he looked down at her. “Are we boring?”
“At my age, boring is good,” she said dryly.
“Your age,” he huffed. “You look younger than me.”
“Flattery, Tanvir, will get you everywhere.”
He watched her for a long moment, then shook his head as the elevator doors opened. “I like that you are the only one who calls me by my name, but it makes me really need to kiss you.”
He just managed to wait until his room door closed before he pounced. Sinna laughed as she felt her feet leave the ground. He plucked the glasses from her nose, and she saw the leopard mask flutter to the carpet.
“Hi Sinna-ssi!” Bik
Sinna leaned back to find the maknae watching them with interest. “What’s up, baby boy?”
“Nothing!”
“I thought you were going to Hua’s room.” Tan
“I came to get my charger, and now I’m leaving!”
Sinna yawned. Tan lowered her reluctantly. “Let’s call room service.”
“I’m gonna shower. I feel grubby from the plane.”
After a thorough, lingering kiss, Tan let her go. “Want anything in particular to eat?”
“Something that doesn’t require much chewing,” she laughed. “I’m too tired to fuss.”
Her phone rang.
“Saint.”
“You here?”
“Just got in Tan’s room.”
“Good.” Click.
Sinna yawned and decided to forgo a shower. She was too tired to stand up. She’d just sit in the tub and wash up. Saint often laughed at her habit of “splashing herself clean like some third-world peasant in a stream,” but it got the job done in the least time with the least effort.
Tan knocked and cracked the door. “Can I wash your back?”
She laughed softly. “Sure.”
“Are you covered?”
She hugged her knees to cover her breasts and bits. “Yup.”
“That’s not quite what I meant,” he said when he saw her.
She grinned. “Did you think I was bathing with my clothes on?” she teased.
He really was a sweetheart. His being a virgin turned out to be both tantalizing and extremely annoying. She was ready to get down with the get down, as Saint liked to say, but she also believed that virgins deserved patience. Even when they were 29-year-old gorgeous males with millions of fans and bodies like handmade sin.
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