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As soon as I lean at the bar, the hot guy moves closer to me. He already has a full glass in his hand, but I want to hear his soft voice again, so...
- I'm Chan.
- Hyunjin. - he answers and turns his back to some girl who's desperately trying to get his attention. He even lifts his hand to stop her from interrupting, and then asks mischievously:
- Chan, do I have something on my face?
- No.
- Then why have you been looking at me the whole evening?
I notice his elegant fingers stretching around the glass, his nails painted black. I catch the alluring scent of... no idea, attraction? I also notice his leg just brushed against mine.
- I look at the things I like. - I respond and take another sip. I may be a mess inside but I'm still bold and determined on the outside.
- You like me?
While waiting for my response, he faces the bar like he doesn't really care what my answer will be. It's the perfect opportunity to lean in closer and respond quietly to his ear.
- I like what I see, yes.
- Do you want to go somewhere else?
Oh, crap... Is he some kind of an escort? That's not what I want. And why would anyone so gorgeous earn money that way?
- Sorry, no. I'm not into that... this was a misunderstanding. I'm not looking for a...
- Good. - he says.
- Good?
- You'd be surprised how many people approached me and offered money to go to their room tonight. I just want to know you're not one of them.
- Right. I'm not. Into. That. No.
He smiles and I'm totally hooked. I'm into you, you beautiful thing.
