Catch 22 - JJK (21+)

Chapter 31 - Dessert

ARIA

"You good, baby?"

I nodded to Jungkook's question as I felt my equilibrium slowly returning, but my legs were still wobbly when I attempted to stand on my own. Shifting his weight slightly so he was no longer confining me to the door, he continued to support me until I was stable in my six inch heels.

"Yeah, I think so. You know, dessert before dinner wouldn't have been a bad idea.  Too bad we don't have time for me to at least return the favor... or to properly thank you for those beautiful flowers. I love that they're my favorite color."

"Trust me, dessert will be well worth the wait. And don't worry, you'll have all night to thank me." The seductive edge to his tone was enough to make my insides liquefy all over again. His brown eyes were scorching like hot, molten chocolate as he peered down at me, a hint of a smile now playing on his lips. "And you're welcome. I thought they'd be perfect for an occasion as special as this one."

"Mmhmm... perfect just like my sweet, sexy as fuck boyfriend." I teased, making him giggle while I straightened his jacket, kissed his cheek, and removed the lipstick print with my thumb.

"Not as sexy as you are in that dress right now. I can't wait to show you off tonight. Ready, my love?"

Giving myself a final once over in the mirror, I was pleasantly surprised to see that I looked pretty damn hot post orgasm. All vibrant green eyes and flushed rouge cheeks, the aftereffects of my satiety evident all over my face.

Even my hair, which I'd blown out and styled with one side pinned up and the other cascading in soft waves down my back and over one shoulder, was still mostly in tact. I tugged a few stray curls back into place before smoothing my dress down over my curves and grabbing the small clutch purse I'd bought to match my shoes.

"Yes... I'm ready."

Jungkook extended his elbow, and the moment I took hold of it, a frisson of excitement and anticipation swept through my body from head to toe. I was giddy like a teenager going on her very first date as we rode the elevator up to the thirty-second floor.

Everything about our lavish hotel had been beyond impressive, both inside and out, and stepping into it's signature restaurant was no exception. Luxurious, sophisticated style met traditional Korean interiors, all towering above unrivaled ocean views that were somehow even more breathtaking than the ones from our suite.

"Welcome to the Dining Room," the lively young woman behind the podium greeted, bowing to each of us with a gracious smile. Responding in kind, Jungkook gave the hostess his name. After briefly eying what I assumed to be a list of reservations she nodded and chirped, "Yes, Mr. Jeon, right this way."

We followed her through the main seating area into a more intimate dining space. The room was small but boasted regal elegance, especially with the evening sun casting a warm, ambient glow on the atmosphere as it made its slow descent into the ocean.

White linen, long-stemmed crystalline wine glasses, slim pillar candles in square vases, and the most magnificent arrangement of large, blushing bride hydrangeas adorned the table set for two. Next to it stood a young gentleman awaiting our arrival.

"Greetings, Sir, Madam. My name is Jun, and I will be at your service this evening," the server announced with a bow as my date and I slid into the one-sided, plush leather booth. Lifting the bottle of our favorite Merlot from the ice bucket, he filled our glasses while confirming the preset, four course menu with Jungkook. Upon his exit, he informed us that he'd be returning with our first course momentarily.