I chewed slowly, the sweetness of the fruit finally starting to cut through the lingering taste of the heat. Across the room, Jin-Yeok was watching me with an unreadable expression, his arms crossed over his chest.
"The house is in the hills," Seo-Jun said, cracking his neck as he stood up from the foot of the bed. "Far enough from the city that the paparazzi won't bother trekking up there, but close enough that we can... visit."
I looked at him, catching the slight hesitation in his voice.
"Visit?"
"What? Did you think we'd just barge in?" Seo-Jun asked with that snarky look on his face.
I rolled my eyes away. That did sound like something Seo-Jun was capable of doing. I'm not even joking.
"The world is still ugly, Jo-Pil," Jin-Yeok added, his tone slicing through the room, "Especially after what happened at the gala. We're doubling the external security. Nobody goes up that driveway without passing through a checkpoint."
