Chapter 5
“And here I’ve been going on and on about me,” said Jin Wu with an adorable toss of jet black hair and a smile that made his dark eyes shine. “When I’ve not seen you at the dojo in weeks.”
Lucian sipped his champagne and surreptitiously glanced out the den’s front facing window. Several of his guests had arrived and availed themselves of the open bar and the appetizers arranged on silver trays that were held aloft by the catering staff whirling through the rooms of Lucian’s home. It was a quarter of seven, when dinner was supposed to begin, and he debated on telling the staff to postpone it. There was one guest in particular on whom Lucian wanted to wait. A guest for whom Lucian had dressed in form-fitting pants that looked like velvet midnight and a purple cashmere sweater tha
