When you’re in a new place, even if you like it, hell, even if you love it — or somebody in it — you may need a break. A reminder of home, so to speak, and there’s nothing like a visit from the people who know you best, the people for whom there are no secrets. In this week’s blog, which picks up where last week’s left off, you get that first peak at how Sinna behaves around her oldest friends. I’m determined to publish in the next few days! I really mean it this time!! Hang in their my friends. I appreciate your patience, and riding with me until the end.
Oh, and the picture is South Korean actor Woo Do Hwan, who I’m watching in The King Eternal Monarch. He’s also in The Divine Fury, which just came out on Viki starring my baby Park Seo Joon. His character’s kind of icky in that one. But he still cute! LOL
“You sound awfully sure. What if I’m trash compared to some other hot young thing?”
He looked at her like, yeah right.
Sinna just laughed. She knew it wasn’t true. But she didn’t want him to miss out on anything by being with her, and she told him so.
“What could I miss out on? Being loved? Being taken care of? Being treated kindly? I’m an idol, darling. I’m also a fairly successful actor. I’m decent looking. I’m not poor. I have my pick of many women.
“I waited for you because you’re special. Don’t you think I deserve special?” He asked, full of faux anger and puffed up righteousness.
She shook her head at his nonsense and sat on his lap. Yes, she said in Korean. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck and began to nibble on his full lips. “You say the best shit.”
He just laughed. “I speak from my heart,” he said simply. “And my heart is full of you.”
Now she gently nudged him awake.
“I gotta go, love.”
He grinned down at her and stole one last kiss before he carefully disengaged. He padded to a nearby table to retrieve some tissues. She watched as he cleaned himself, then brought her the Kleenex and garbage can.
“You’re gonna smell like sex.”
He shook his head sadly. “No, I’ll wash up. We’re doing some close work today, and I don’t want the others to know what we’ve been doing.”
“I gotta clean this couch too,” she teased, handing him his underwear.
He grinned at her. “I’ll do it for you.” He buckled his belt and pulled her close for a hug.
Sinna laughed. “Enough! You’re gonna see me in a few hours. Aren’t your members looking for you at rehearsal?”
He kissed her breathless and squeezed her until she grunted and thumped his back. “They know they may have to wait when I’m with you. I don’t want to waste a moment.”
She stared up at him and shook her head. She had to pull herself away. “You are some kind of wonderful. But I’m warning you, I will probably be very drunk next time you see me. Lock up after you leave!”
Sinna looked at her phone.
‘I’m two minutes out,’ she read. ‘Have the drinks ready!’
She grinned. Good old Tommy.
“She’s almost here!” She rushed to the front door and looked out.
“You’re like a kid waiting for daddy to come home from work,” Saint teased.
Sinna ignored him. She was, and she didn’t give a shit. Who knew she would miss her friends this badly? She talked to them all the time, even in Korea, but she was too hype to see their faces again.
A boss black SUV pulled up, and one of Tommy’s ring laden hands waved out the window before it rolled to a stop.
“Hey bitch!” her friend yelled, grinning.
Sinna whooped and barely stopped to put on her shoes before she ran outside and threw herself into Chanel scented arms. Tears fell, and Tommy laughed, patting her back and tutting soothingly.
“Ok, now. Ok,” she said. “You miss home?”
Sinna nodded, then leaned back to pick cashmere off her lips.
They burst out laughing.
“Lani!” The scent changed to Donna Karan’s Cashmere Mist with the next hug. “You look perfect.”
Lani patted her immaculate bob and smoothed down the curve of her completely natural Barbie doll frame. “We try.”
“And succeed!” they all said together and laughed.
“They’re here!” she called, seeing her little family peeking out the window.
“Sinna, this is my bodyguard Adam,” Tommy said, introducing a tall, formidable looking Asian who nodded at her but did not offer his hand as he scanned the street. “Pleasure to meet you, ma’am.”
“Likewise,” she told him. “Come on in! The drinks are waiting.”