Chapter 38
Jennie
"Jennie, I don't think I should..." Suho opened his mouth to protest.
"I'll call her myself!" I blurted out, and Chahee encouraged me as I reached for my purse. I scrambled, my vision as blurry as hell, as I finally found it. Jesus, it was more challenging than finding a needle in a haystack. I squinted my eyes at the bright screen as I went down through my contacts. I didn't have her number, but I had her secretary's number. So I rang Yedam, her secretary, and after a few rings, he picked up.
"Ms. Kim?" His voice came out like a question.
"Listen here, Yedam." I hiccupped, "Send me Lisa's number."
"Ms. Kim, are you inebriated?"
I scoffed, then scoffed again, offended by his words. "No, I am not. Just
send me her number."
"Yeah! Send her Lisa's number. We want to go swimming in her pool!"
Chahee shouted, and I shushed her loudly. It was quiet on the other line, and I thought he hung up on me before I heard a voice, "Jennie."
Her voice. Lisa's voice.
"Lisaaaa....."
"Baby, are you drunk?"
I shook my head as if she could see me. "I want to go swimming." "Where are you?"
"Out."
She sighed. "I know you're out. Where?"
I burped. Loudly. "Suho, what's the name of the bar street that we are
on?"
Suho yanked my phone out of my hand and proceeded to speak to Lisa.
Chahee disappeared again and came back with another six shots. We cheered each other on as we divided them and down each one. Three for her. Three for me. Or was it four for me and two for her? I don't know. I lost count.
My throat burned, my eyes watered, and the both of us went from cackling to dancing. We danced like two idiots who had just turned twenty- one and were drinking for the first time. But, I was happy. I was really happy. I was freshly divorced and single, and Lisa was coming for me.
"Why would you let them get this fucking drunk!?" Lisa snapped at Suho as soon as she walked into the bar. Lisa came, dressed in sweats and a hoodie, and you would think she was naked with how I was looking at her. Her hair was hidden underneath a beanie, but the curls were as stubborn as she was, peeking out from the sides.
"We're celebrating. Did you hear? She's singleeeee!" Chahee sang loudly, and Lisa shot her a glare that had her sitting back down in her chair.
"Who was going to take them home?"
"I was. I'm always the designated driver."
Lisa snorted. "So, what? You just never drink, so you could drive drunk
girls home?"
"Hey, fuck off, man!" Sean cursed, standing up.
I saw her shoot the three men sitting with us daggers, her jaw clenching
as she turned to face me. "How much did you drink?" I put three fingers up as an answer. "Three glasses?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe, I don't know."
She rubbed her face with her hands then let out an angry puff of air. "Next time you want to get this fucking drunk, you call me first. Do you understand?" She reprimanded.
"Yes."
"Good girl. Did you eat anything today?"
I nodded my head, eager to hear her praise me again. "Yes. I promise I
did."
"Come, Yedam is waiting for us in the car." She informed me as she
reached for my hand.
"Can Chahee come swimming with us?"
"Yes."
Chahee had passed out in the car by the time we reached her place, and
Yedam was there to carry her inside, which he did effortlessly. Lisa told him to set her up in the extra bedroom and place some water and aspirin by her bed for when she wakes up. Lisa kept her hand in mine as she silently led me outside towards her pool.
The lights on the sides of the walls all came on once we stepped closer to the pool. The pool she had was something I wanted to use, but I never got the chance to. It was a Magellan-shaped pool with a jacuzzi on the other side.
The pool was up to ten feet, and both of them were complete with intricate mosaic blue tile designs on the bottom. She had patio chairs, an umbrella, and a matching table on either side of the pool. The floors were all grey porcelain stoneware, and it surrounded the contents of the pool, but outside of the pool area, it was all grass. There was a pool house too, complete with a bedroom, a shower, bathroom, kitchen, and living room. The lights dimmed slightly, then turned off all by themselves.
I gasped, and before I could react, the lights came back on, but they were a golden colour. More intimate. More romantic. And my body reacted just like that. My nipples perked, and my breath came out fast and choppy as I turned to face Lisa.
