Page 40 of Lost In Seoul


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I feel my entire body go weak. I might actually pass out at this point of stress.

“There are some rules you know? I just, I noticed her watching you a lot today, I think she’s concerned but sometimes that concern can turn into something else and she’s always been the type of person to run to the rescue, she looks tough, talks tough, but she’s weak. She’s fragile.”

I want to defend her so bad, and tell him that he’s wrong. She’s not weak. She’s the opposite of weak. She’s so much more than he knows, but instead I just nod. “Nothing to worry about, I’m innocent pure Sookie remember? Girls have germs, plus how do you kiss again?”

“Swear if you bring out that bear one more time.” Rae collapses back against the grass with his bottle of booze.

I let out a laugh I don’t feel and walk numbly into the house. I immediately think about the sister he doesn’t want me obsessing about.

I’m bombarded with images of touching her face, tugging her lip, running my hands down her breasts, feeling her small hands tug at my pants, unbuttoning them and almost sliding them in.

I’m instantly uncomfortable and bypass the kitchen where I hear laughter and charge right into the only room I can find that’s quiet.

It’s a home gym.

I take off my shirt and I start doing pull-ups.

Followed by push-ups.

I’m in the gym for at least two hours until my body’s spent, until I’m not thinking about her cruelness, or about sex with her, kissing her—or about Rae’s words.

By the time I shower and crash in my shared room with Jay, I’m exhausted both mentally and physically.

Jay’s on his phone. I can see the screen light up with a text.

“Who you talking to?”

“Oh you know,” He texts back then quickly turns off the screen. “One of my many lovers.”

I laugh and turn on my side. “It was your mom wasn’t it?”

He throws a pillow over onto my side of the room. “Shut up, she said she’d send snacks!”

“I would do a lot for snacks.” I mutter. “I mean not to your mom, no not like—“ He’s on top of me before I can shove him away, slamming a pillow across my face.

I laugh so hard despite the fact he’s beating the shit out of me that I forget momentarily about the sadness. “Get off!”

I finally shove him onto the ground.

He looks up at me.

My stomach growls.

His follows.

All it takes is one head nod. “You think they have Turtle Chips?”

“Or at the very least Ramen.”

I stumble out of bed, help him to his feet, and we run into the kitchen only to see all of TestME cooking food.

Jay points at the Ramen cooking. “If you guys share, I promise I’ll turn a blind eye to the chocolate on the counter.”

Ji-Woo grabs the chocolate bar, damn is he going to pet it?

Eric gulps down a can of soda, which technically before a comeback is completely off limits.

“They don’t start filming again until five am,” I say helpfully. “So what about a truce?” I don’t wait for them to say anything, I just go to the pantry, grab whatever bags of chips I can find and toss them onto the counter.

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