{BOOK TWO}...Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook has broken off their relationship to start a new career with a Seattle publishing house.
But desire for Taehyung...
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Jungkook P.O.V.
The disembodied voice of the air traffic controller answers, issuing instructions.
"Roger, tower, Charlie Tango set, over and out." Taehyung flips two switches, grasps the stick, and the helicopter rises slowly and smoothly into the evening sky.
Seattle and my stomach drop away from us, and there's so much to see.
"We've chased the dawn, Jungkook, now the dusk," his voice comes through on the headphones. I turn to gape at him in surprise.
What does this mean? How is it that he can say the most romantic things? He smiles, and I can't help but smile shyly back at him.
"As well as the evening sun, there's more to see this time," he says.
The last time we flew to Seattle it was dark, but this evening the view is spectacular, literally out of this world. We're up among the tallest buildings, going higher and higher.
"Escala's over there." He points toward the building.
"Boeing there, and you can just see the Space Needle." I crane my head.
"I've never been."
"I'll take you - we can eat there."
What? "Taehyung, we broke up."
"I know. I can still take you there and feed you." He glares at me.
I shake my head and flush before taking a less confrontational approach. "It's very beautiful up here, thank you."
"Impressive, isn't it?"
"Impressive that you can do this."
"Flattery from you, Mr. Jeon? But I'm a man of many talents."
"I'm fully aware of that, Mr. Kim."
He turns and smirks at me, and for the first time in seven days, I relax a little. Perhaps this won't be so bad.
"How's the new job?"
"Good, thank you. quite Interesting."
"What's your boss like?"
"Oh, he's okay." How can I tell Taehyung that Jack makes me uncomfortable? Taehyung turns and gazes at me.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Aside from the obvious, nothing."
"The obvious?"
"Oh, Taehyung, you really are very obtuse sometimes."
"Obtuse? Me? I'm not sure I appreciate your tone, Mr. Jeon."
"Well, don't then."
His lips twitch into a smile. "I have missed your smart mouth."
