Indecent Proposal

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The limo is zipping through the dark streets. Tee sat silently beside Kimmon. For a change the rich gentle wasn't making funny comments to make Tee laugh. He lounged there beside Tee, deep in thoughts.

Then he exchanged a glance with his chauffer Oh through the rare view mirror. The driver was curious what his boss wanted from him.

Feeling the absence of Kimmon's cheerful chatter Tee rolled his head to look at Kimmon. He too noticed that Kimmon is deep in thoughts.

"I think we should talk."

Tee said with a sigh. Kimmon is kind and loving. Anyone would be lucky to have someone like him. But it's not fare for the rich man when Tee knew he would never be able to give one hundred present to him.

"I am very happy...."

Kimmon said in an overly cheerful voice. The mood switch was too abrupt it almost sounded insincere.

"Oh? Have you ever seen me like this?"

He addressed the chauffer.

"Can't say that I have."

The older man said in monotonous voice. He was trying to decipher where his boss trying to go with this.

"Tee is the reason."

Kimmon said confidently.

"Enough for any person."

Oh said happily. He really had never seen his boss happy with anyone the way he is with Tee. He agreed totally.

"He is the best of them."

Kimmon nodded.

"You are the best of them."

He declared Turing to Tee.

"The best of them?"

Tee frowned.

"I'm the best of them?"

"You are."

Kimmon nodded again.

"I don't understand."

Tee stared at the handsome man sitting beside him. Where is this man going with this statement?

"Oh? Could you explain it to him?"

Kimmon called out.

"Huh?"

Oh was caught off guard.

"I could do that, sir."

He tried not to stammer. He doesn't understand but he tried to go with the flow. His boss is trying something here.

"Somehow I feel Mr. Thanapon would rather hear it from you, sir."

He peered at the rare view mirror, hoping he's playing according to his boss's directions.

"Okay, alright."

Kimmon laughed aloud.

"He's the best of the million dollar club, obviously."

Kimmon explained, still looking at his driver through the mirror, not looking at Tee.

Oh's forehead wrinkled. What's he doing?

"Million dollar club?"

Tee asked tensely.

"Now you got it."

Kimmon said nonchalantly and crossed his legs comfortably.

"You told me you've never done that before."