"You don't like it when people tell you that you look like your mother?"
She pouted her lips and rolled her eyes. "You won't let it go, do you?"
He laughed and pinched her cheek. "You're damn adorable, you know that, don't you?"
Laurie swatted Jiro's hand and got up to get herself another drink. The party was too noisy for them to talk. A while ago they were talking in her bedroom but then a helper knocked and informed them that Madame Bae was asking them to go be at the party and they had no choice but to go. If she wasn't thinking of her pride, she would tell Jiro to leave the party and talk. But then, what will they talk about?
She was playing with the glass of champagne in her hand when she felt the familiar strong arms circling her waist.
"Can we go somewhere more private?"
She exhaled a soft sigh of relief. "We can talk in the library or at the north side of the garden."
"The garden sounds fine."
