Chapter Thirty-Five

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Sage Taylor

I sat on the porch as I watched In-Yeop load our luggage into the trunk. Nervous was an understatement, In-Yeop and I in our own air bnb...alone?

"Hey, you ok?" Sylvia asked.

"Just a little nervous." I said.

"Sex is good." She blurted out.

My eyes widened in shock as I looked at her.

"What?" I asked.

"Look, you and In-Yeop alone in an air bnb together...it'll for sure happen. Just use protection...and do what you're comfortable with." She said.

"Thank you." I said.

She smiled and squeezed her hand.

"I'm proud of you Sage." She said.

"Thank you." I said standing.

She embraced me in a hug and pecked my cheek. I walked away from her before I felt someone grab my wrist. I locked eyes with my dad and smiled before embracing him in a long hug.

"You be safe." He said.

"I will, I'll shoot you a text when I make it." I said.

He nodded before releasing me, Saint smirked at me before he began thrusting the air. I rolled my eyes at his childishness.

"You ready to get your cherry popped?" He asked.

I shoved him and scuffed.

"You're disgusting." I said.

He chuckled and shook his head before embracing me in a hug.

"I love you, and be safe ok." He said.

I nodded before getting into the car. I waved at every one as In-Yeop got into the car. I sat back and put my seat belt on before he pulled off.

The drive to Busan was an hour long, we pulled up to this nice ass cabin. Behind it was a beautiful lake and a large patio.

"I'll get the bags." He said getting out the car.

I got out of the car and walked up the path way before I waited on the porch. I unlocked the door as he walked onto the porch, he placed the bags down and grabbed my hand.

"Let's look around." He said.

I nodded and smiled before we walked around the cabin. We walked into the bed room and I flopped on the bed.

" So soft." I mumbled.

He chuckled before kneeling in front of me.

"Your feet don't hurt in these?" He asked grabbing my ankle.

I looked at him before I sat up on my elbows.

"No they're wedges." I said.

He looked at me confused.

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