Untitled - For Now

Chapter 7

You'll be mine.

Those three little words kept rolling around in Kate's head all night. It was a wonder she got any sleep at all. She'd tossed and turned all night, dozing occasionally, but not really getting any deep sleep. How dare he decide that she would be his! She had a mind of her own, which meant she could make her own decisions. Good or bad, right or wrong, they were hers to make. Not his. He didn't know jack about her and now all of a sudden, here he was, the new CFO and according to him, he was going to make her his.

Good luck, buddy.

Thankfully today was Saturday, so she didn't have to go to work. She didn't have to worry about seeing him in the hall, bumping into him at the deli or getting any emails. She didn't have to worry about dealing with him at all and that was a relief.

She threw back the covers and stood up, stretching as she did so. She went to the window to see what the weather was like and decided since she was up a little early a good run was in order. She went into the bathroom to do her business. Once done, she grabbed a hair tie from the door knob and put her hair into a high pony tail. Walking back into her bedroom, she donned a pair of black leggings with pockets for her cell phone, a sports bra and a light green hoodie. Before leaving the room, she grabbed her phone from her nightstand where it had been charging all night. Walking down the hall into her living room, she grabbed her sneakers and put them on before taking her keys from their place on the hook near the door. Locking the door behind her, she made her way outside. She breathed in the cool fall air as she pulled up her running playlist on her phone. As the first song began to play, she started her timer on her watch and began to run.

As she ran, thoughts of the last week ran through her mind. Her tryst with Namjoon at the club. The announcement that Dave was let go and Namjoon was the new CFO. Their meeting after the team meeting. Their moment in the deli yesterday....and in the lobby later. She couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that he was her new boss and all the things she had done with him at the club. The way she had acted on their first meeting. She wanted to hide at that thought alone. Her cheeks surely were pink now, and not just due to the exertion of her run. She had never been one of those girls who slept with the boss to get ahead and she wasn't about to start now. No matter what he said.

He obviously was powerful in the business sect, and was hell on wheels in the bedroom if their stolen moments in the hallway at the club were any indication. But for him to let her know, in no uncertain terms, that she would be his was downright galling.

The longer she ran, the more she thought and the less she knew what to do. Short of quitting, she wasn't sure she had any other choice but to just do the best she could at her job and ignore Mr. Kim as much as she could. Without raising any red flags, that is.

As she turned the corner to head back to her apartment, she collided with a hard chest. Two strong hands reached out and grabbed her arms to steady her and she was about to apologize, but thought twice when she looked up and saw who it was.

"Woah there!" His voice said with amusement. "Fancy meeting you here." Namjoon looked good. Hair slightly sweaty from his own run, a black tank top hugging his toned upper body. Sweatpants fitted to a tee to his lower half. Her eyes took him all in, but she fought looking at the slight bulge that sat below his waist. Looking into his eyes, she crossed her hands over her chest.

"Indeed," she replied with more annoyance than she was going for. He smirked at that as his hands lowered to his sides. "I didn't realize you ran."

"I try to get in a few miles each morning before work. Sets my mind right for the day." His arms mirrored hers. He licked his lips and when he did so, the dimples she tried so hard to ignore made themselves known. Dammit, why did she have a dimple fetish?!

"Me too," she replied with irritation, jutting her chin up. Why couldn't she get away from this guy? If it wasn't bad enough she had to work with him, then think about his stupid comment from yesterday and now this? She really needed a break.

"Well, look, I've got to get back home. Have a good day." She went to move past him, but his hand caught her arm.

"It was good to see you, Kate," he said. "Have a good day." She nodded, then slipped out of his grip, jogging her way back to her apartment.

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Namjoon was surprised to see Kate so early on a Saturday morning. He had assumed she would have gone out the night before and slept in today. By the look in her eyes, it appeared she hadn't slept well. She appeared tired and he didn't think it had anything to do with the run she had been on. Dark circles were apparent and he wanted nothing more than to help her relax so she wouldn't be so tired.

And what was up with that thinking? He wasn't usually one for wanting to do that for another woman. His usual conquests were women who wanted nothing more than to be seen on his arm out on the town and then back to his apartment for a nightcap. And he always made it clear that when the nightcap was over, so were they. No woman had ever spent the night. That was too intimate for him.

But Kate.

He wanted her in his bed, that was obvious. He wanted to feel her skin against his, taste her, touch her. But that didn't mean he wanted her on a permanent basis. Did it? He had told her that he would make her his. She was shocked when he said it and truth be told so was he. Yes, he wanted her, but only to get her out of his system. He was convinced that having her one last time it would rid him of his crazy thoughts. Thoughts that kept him up at night. Thoughts he had no business thinking. He wasn't relationship material. He was too absorbed in his work. He was successful and he wasn't about to let a woman, even this woman, distract him from that. So he needed to get her off his mind.

Seeing her this morning in her tight leggings and hoodie almost made his cock harden to embarrassing lengths. He had taken notice that she let her eyes wander over his body and he was pleased about that. It was clear he had an effect on her. He liked that, too. She had a nice figure, that he wouldn't deny. Muscular legs – probably from the running she did – great set of breasts and a thin waist. Her stomach wasn't taut, but wasn't fluffy either. And her ass. Just picturing her ass in those pants made his cock twitch. He wouldn't mind burying himself between her thighs, hearing her moan his name as she came.

It was those thoughts that distracted him from his work. Those thoughts that kept him up. Those were the thoughts that made him decide to find a way to get her out of his system. He vowed to make her his, but only long enough to satisfy this itch. And then he could let her go like the others.