They left the room and took the elevator downstairs. The ride in the elevator was a surprisingly short one, and it gave Jaejoong no time to try to quell the butterflies that had begun batting around in his stomach.

Jaejoong led the way to a bar which was off the lobby.  Holding the metal handle at the glass door, he paused and took a deep breath. "Hope they will not ask too many questions." He muttered to himself.

Yunho smiled when he heard the words. He turned Jaejoong towards him, took his shoulder in his hands and leaned close to say, "Everything's going to be okay. You trust me, don't you, Angel?"

Jaejoong looked into his eyes and was surprised to discover… he did.

Jaejoong pushed the door open and they both walked inside. When he saw a familiar faces at the back of the room, he gave a little wave and began to wind his way through the small tables.

The three men waiting all stood when he walked up. Their eyes were trained on the man behind him. Before he could open his mouth, one of them offered his hand and said, “I’m Park Myungsoo, and you must be the elusive and mysterious Park Chulson. I can’t tell you how much I’ve looked forward to this meeting, Chulson. Jaejoong insists on being very closemouthed where you’re concerned.”

Jaejoong gave him a dazzling smile and said, "These other two gentlemen are Lee Hesok and Park Jiyong.”

Yunho nooded to each man, repeating names as he shook hands. “Myungsoo, Hesok, Jiyong. It’s a pleasure meeting you.”

Yunho pulled up extra chair so that the five of them gathered around a very small table. Myungsoo was the first to speak. “I ordered you your usual drink, Jaejoong. With this crowd, I figured we needed to get our orders in when we could.” He smiled at Yunho. “Sorry . I didn’t know what to order for you.”

‘Did Chulson drink?’ Yunho thought. Jaejoong never tell him about that. By the time the cocktail waitress appeared for his order, Yunho smiled at Jaejoong and said, “Bourbon and water,” without missing the beat. The truth was, he wasn’t much of a drinker at all, only occasionally.

Myungsoo waited until the waitress left, and then said, “It’s good to have you join us like this, Chulson. Jaejoong made it sound though you wouldn’t be able to change your schedule.”

“It was obviously important to him that I be here.” Yunho replied in quiet voice.

Hesok laughed. “You have to admit you don’t spend much time in Seoul so that we could have met you there.”

Yunho didn’t smile. “I guess it never occurred to me that my personal life would be of any interest to anyone beside me…. and Jaejoong, of course.”

Since Jaejoong’s shoulder was brushing his, Yunho could feel his tense. ‘So, he didn’t like the answer. Too bad.’

Jiyong was next. “How do you feel about moving to Busan?”

“Actually I’ve done business here before. I have no problem in this matter.” Yunho answered, smiling sweetly to Jaejoong.

Jaejoong let out a breath and seemed to relax. Guess Yunho got a gold star for that answer.

Jaejoong leaned over and turned to the men. “When are your wives arriving?”

Hesok replied. “Tomorrow at noon. I’ll figured we will be looking at sites all morning. The ladies will take a cab to the hotel in case we are late.”

Myungsoo looked at Yunho. “Don’t suppose you’d be interested in touring with us in the morning, would you? Might give you an idea of the city, that kind of thing. Unless you think jet lag will keep you in bed.”

Yunho gave sideways glances at Jaejoong wh