Chapter 2: Part 2/4

I decided to head back to my in-laws place. I wasn’t going to be signing any contacts that day but there was a shit load of work ahead of me, not to mention the apartment hunting and the collection of the rest of our stuff from back home. I was going to be very busy in the future, which made being lazy today a much more attractive proposition.

There was still a part of me that hoped today might include some fucking, but it was probably better to deal with the mess of being caught first. Fucking could wait until tomorrow. Or it could just wait until whenever Xinyi wanted to do it, because whenever that was, it would work for me. Fuck, it had been a long time. I needed it.

It probably wasn’t too late to find out where Anna and Sang-hoon went for lunch. Or maybe it was. I still wanted to eat.

I left the dance studio and made my way back towards the exit, though the new building was a bit of a maze without a guide. I ended up on a balcony that overlooked a couple of the lower floors. Xinyi and her trainee were talking in a small unstaffed kitchenette area. The trainee, who I think she called Steph, was pacing back and forth and doing most of the talking. She had a can of soda in her hand and it looked like she was squeezing it to death. Xinyi was sitting on a stool by a large marble table that acted as a sort of kitchen island for the area. Xinyi was fidgeting and clearly uncomfortable. She was looking down at the ground and looked shrunken in stature. I was glad it was her who needed to have this conversation.

I wanted to escape, but being nosey is fun too. I leaned on a metal railing and watched them for a minute. Their voices were barely reaching me. The sun shone down on them through large glass windows. It was a lot warmer out in the open, away from the air conditioned dance studio.