358 The Wolfman

"What? What happened?" Asked Chun-Ho. He quickly turned to Byeol and checked on her. 

She had apparently dropped a plate, seeing for the second time his sexy back.

Droplets of sweat formed on Byeol's forehead as she leaned back on the kitchen sink. She raised his palm and said, "Stay back, wolfman!"

It was the only thing she could associate with his freakishly well-molded body too; a werewolf. Specifically, Taylor Lautner's form. 

"Wolfman?" Chun-Ho retorted with a frown. "I was just asking for a back massage. That made me a wolf?"

He promptly picked up the broken pcs of porcelain and put it in the trash while still shirtless. He asked, "Where is your broom? We need to clean this up."

Still signaling Chun-Ho to stay back, she said, "Just lay down on the sofa bed, and I'll." She gulped before saying, "I'll give you a massage. For god's sake, stop walking around, wolfman."