In Deep Kimchi - By Imari Jade Page 0,74

more songs. A half hour later, all four men came out through a side door wearing white suits.

Yori arrived at the table first and sat down next to Amaya, but not before winking at her and looking her directly in the eyes. Tease.

Satoshi arrived and sat across from them right next to a pretty young woman with blonde hair. Takumijo's date surprisingly turned out to be a young woman whom she later learned was a famous Japanese actress that he'd once performed with.

Ichiro bowed to her and then sat down. He had done something different with his hair. Instead of the long ponytail, he had wound it into a bun at his neck. It looked neat and went well with the tux. But the moment she saw it, Shaundra's mind started releasing it from the band and spreading it out on her pillow. Why does it do that? Dinner was a Japanese menu, during which they socialized and got to meet the other people at their table. Most of the women were very interested in Amaya once they learned that she not only was Yori's fiancee, but also the daughter of two famous Japanese fashion designers.

Shaundra caught a glimpse at something she hadn't noticed earlier, a diamond engagement ring on Amaya's finger. Jealousy stabbed her in a chest and then it subsided. What good would it do to fret about something that was done long before she'd arrived? The music started up again and people got out of their seats.

"Would you care to dance?" Ichiro asked her.

"I'd be delighted, Mr. Yoshida." Ichiro helped her to her feet and did not miss the delighted look on his face when he finally saw her in that gown. "You look so beautiful."

All she could do was smile as he led her onto the dance floor and took her into his arms.

"I do believe I am the envy of every man here," he told her as they danced slowly to a song she'd never heard before.

"Why would you say that?"

"Because it is true. That gown fits you perfectly."

"Then you'll have to thank my boss because he picked it out for me."

Ichiro chuckled. "He has excellent taste."

She thought it would bother him more that another man picked out her clothes. "And the shoes and the underwear."

His grip tightened around her waist. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I think he used to play with dolls when he was a kid."

"What type of underwear did he pick out for you?"

"A thong."

Ichiro's body hardened below the belt and an erection quickly rose.

"That's going to be hard to hide in a white tuxedo," Shaundra teased.

"I have a very vivid imagination when it comes to you."

"So does Harper."

"Is it red?"

"What?"

"The thong."

"Yes, the same color as the gown." Ichiro groaned and Shaundra chuckled at his discomfort. "Would it help if I told you that wearing a thong is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever worn in my life and I can't wait to take it off?"

"Not really," he said hoarsely. "I think it made it worse."

Lucky for him, the dance floor was pretty dim and they managed to get back to their table without anyone noticing. Ichiro rushed off to the men's room to put his hands in very cold water.

"What's wrong with him?" Dorothy asked as both of them watched Ichiro walk away. He had a great butt.

"He has an unexpected rise in a very tight pair of white pants."

Dorothy laughed. "That's what I like about young men. It doesn't take much to get them motivated. You're so lucky."

"At least you've gotten some since you've arrived. I'm still at the starting line."

"May I have this dance?" a man asked from behind her.

It was Satoshi.

"I don't know. It wouldn't be nice if a fight broke out here tonight."

"Go on," Dorothy told her. "I'll entertain your little angel when he gets back. I'll keep him from blowing a gasket."

Shaundra rose, not sure that what she was doing was right, and let Satoshi lead her on the floor to dance. He, too, was good at it and he was just tad bit taller than Ichiro, which made him about six-one.

Satoshi wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. "What did you do to Ich that made him hurry away from the table?"

"What makes you assume I did something to him? The man had to use the restroom." She continued to dance and not pull away from him like her instincts told her to do.

"He doesn't like to use public restrooms.