Off Limits Attraction (The Heirs of Hansol #3) - Jayci Lee Page 0,18

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“Of course there are, and taking the right kind of risks is essential to good filmmaking.” She smiled back at him, seeming to enjoy herself as much as he was. “But maybe we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Our future director might have something to say about the matter, too.”

“True, and I want us to be closely involved in the location scouting,” he said. “There are some scenes in my head that I see so clearly that anything different will feel off.”

“I hope our visions are aligned because I have several scenes that are dear to my heart, as well.”

They grew silent as they gazed at each other, and their smiles waned. She felt it, too. The electricity hummed between them. This was merely the start of their partnership, and they were going to spend much more time together. They couldn’t let every lull in their conversation become charged with desire. But how do you stop something this instinctive and fierce?

He coughed into his hand and broke the silence. “We have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”

“Yes,” she said emphatically, her business face back in place. “Why don’t we call it a night? We’re going to need all our energy to get this project off to a proper start.”

And they were going to spend half that energy just to resist each other. Colin prayed fervently that their attraction was a fleeting thing...not believing for a moment that it was.

Five

With an impatient sigh, Jihae scrolled through her never-ending emails. It was close to six o’clock, the new close-of-business she’d promised June. She had cheated a bit by starting her day at seven, but her friend didn’t need to know that.

She pushed away her mouse and leaned back in her chair, drumming her fingers on her thighs. There was no use trying to concentrate with only five minutes left until quitting time. She logged off and stood from her desk. Unsure of what to do next, she paced her office in an agitated to-and-fro. She couldn’t understand her peculiar mood. It wasn’t only her disquiet at how much of a distraction Colin Song was promising to be, but for the first time, work hadn’t been enough to fill her day.

Jihae was discontented and restless. That was why she felt so off. She’d gotten a taste of freedom through her “business meetings” with Colin, and remembered how much she used to long for it—to lead a normal life outside the range of her parents’ censuring eyes.

She would indulge in just one more adventure to get the restlessness out of her system. What was something she’d never done before? There were so many things she’d missed out on... What could she do? Then one bright idea lit up in her head.

“June.” Jihae peeked out of her office, and motioned for June to come inside. “Psst, psst.”

“Quiet. You’re making a ruckus,” June said, deadpan, not looking up from her computer. Her friend didn’t stand from her desk until she’d typed a quick succession of words on her keyboard. Then, and only then, did she stride into Jihae’s office. “Now, tell me. Why are you flagging me down like a crazy woman?”

She burst out laughing. June loved teasing her about her reserved manner at work. But her friend would be surprised to know that Jihae felt far from reserved right now. She was craving fun and excitement.

“I want to go to a nightclub.”

“You set up a meeting at a nightclub? Why would you do that? Don’t those sleazeball businessmen usually take other men to those places to have ‘hostesses’ sidle up to them and pour their drinks? Ew.”

“I never said I had a meeting. I want you to go clubbing with me,” Jihae said rather clumsily. She’d never uttered the words go clubbing before. “Not to a Koreanized club. That’ll be too risky. More people are likely to recognize me there. I want to go to a hot, American nightclub.”

“You—you want to go to an American nightclub? A ‘hot’ one?” It took June a couple seconds to close her gaping mouth. “Who are you, charlatan, and what have you done with my bestie?”

“Oh, shut up.” Jihae blushed, regretting her impulsive request. This was so unlike her. “Never mind. Forget I said anything.”

“Oh, no, you don’t. You can’t back out now.” June rushed to her and wrapped her in her arms. “I can’t believe you waited until you’re close to thirty to rebel against your father a little.”

“Hey, I’m only twenty-seven. Besides, I’m not rebelling...” Wasn’t she?