"So this is your soulmate? He's so handsome," Chanmi's mother gushed.

Jackson took her mother's hand in his. "Thank you, thank you. I have my mother to thank for that."

Chanmi's eye twitched. "He's just perfect, isn't he?"

"I'm glad you think so, honey," Jackson said as he slid his hand down her back.

"Hands off, or I cut off your balls with my high-heels," she whispered through a smile.

Jackson withdrew his hand and rested it by his side with a nervous laugh.