Chapter 14. I Think I'm Screwed (2)

When I returned, JunKoo's gaze was on me, and his look was somewhat strange, as if he was admiring me.

"Here." I placed the glasses on the table, and he poured the juice.

"And how is the café going? Or should I say cafés?" I sat back down and resumed eating, admiring his handsome face up close and the funny way he ate, almost like a little bunny chewing quickly.

"It's going well. I'm thinking of opening the twentieth one, but in Busan, my hometown."

"Really? I was also born in Busan, my mom still lives there. Do you know Hotel Song?"

"Wow, don't tell me it's your family's hotel?"

"Yes," I smiled, nodding, watching JunKoo wide-eyed.

"It's simply beautiful, JaeMin! It has always been my dream to go there."

"You've never been?"

"No, but now I know I already have an excuse to take you to the grand opening and v