“Yeah, Donghe, this is Yunho. Sorry to do this to you, but I’m going to have to cancel our golf date tomorrow.” Yunho said using the phone in Jaejoong’s room. Jaejoong was already out of the shower but even with the bathroom door closed, he could still hear the conversation. If it was a private call, he should have made it while he was at home. It wasn’t as though he wanted to eavesdrop.

“I know, I know,” he said. “But you know how it goes in this business. Emergencies crop up and I have to deal with them.” He was silent for a few moments before he laughed and said, “No, my emergency isn’t blonde. This is all business, strictly business. Tell your wife I’ll be out on Monday and get the measurements. Okay Donghe, I’ll see you next weekend.”

Jaejoong is getting his hair done. He could hardly believe his luck. In the next few minutes he will be ready to go out. Tonight he was going for a black suit and a tie. He took an objective survey of himself and nodded. At the thought of Jung Yunho, Jaejoong paused in the midst of putting finishing touches on his hair. He had been wondering Yunho’s attentions ever since they left his house. But Jaejoong decided not to think about it ,yet. ‘Hurry Jaejoong, there’s someone waiting for you.’

When he opened the door, he discovered Yunho kicked back in one of the plush chair in front of the television, his sock-clad feet on the coffee table, his jacket draped across the bed. Without looking at Jaejoong, he said, “When does this thing begin?”

“We have about half an hour.”

Yunho clicked off the television and sat up. “Good. I have more questions. Why don’t you take a seat first?”

Jaejoong walked over and sat uncomfortably in the matching chair. He shifted uneasily in the black Calvin Klein suit. Suddenly he felt the room is hot as if the air conditioner in his room is not working and he felt suffocating.

Well, either it was the hot room that made it hard to breath, or Jung Yunho’s infuriating glare.

Jaejoong folded his hands in his lap. “All right. Ask.”

Yunho gave him a leisurely survey, starting at his head and drifting down at his black shoes. " I like the look.” He said with a slow nod. “Classy.”

“Thank you.” Jaejoong nodded his head, ignoring h