{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.
"Mr. Kim... Taehyung. Your sense of timing is without doubt..." I gaze up at him as words fail me.
He smirks at me, but the crinkling around his eyes shows me that he's hurt. It's sobering."You're cutting me to the quick here, Kook. Will you marry me?"
I sit up and lean over him, placing my hands on his knees. I stare into his lovely face.
"Taehyung, I've met your psycho ex with a gun, been thrown out of my apartment, had you go thermonuclear Taehyung on me - "
He opens his mouth to speak, but I hold up my hand. He obediently shuts his mouth.
"You've just revealed some, quite frankly, shocking information about yourself, and now you've asked me to marry you."
He moves his head from side to side as if considering the facts. He's amused. Thank heavens.
"Yes, I think that's a fair and accurate summary of the situation," he says dryly.
I shake my head at him. "Whatever happened to delayed gratification?"
"I got over it, and I'm now a firm advocate of instant gratification. Carpe diem, Kook," he whispers.
"Look Taehyung, I've known you for about three minutes, and there's so much more I need to know. I've had too much to drink, I'm hungry, I'm tired, and I want to go to bed. I need to consider your proposal just as I considered that contract you gave me. And" - I press my lips together to show my displeasure but also to lighten the mood between us - "that wasn't the most romantic proposal."
He tilts his head to one side and his lips quirk up in a smile. "Fair point well made, as ever, Mister Jeon," he breathes, his voice laced with relief. "So that's not a no?"
I sigh. "No, Mr. Kim, it's not a no, but it's not a yes either. You're only doing this because you're scared, and you don't trust me."
"No, I'm doing this because I've finally met someone I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Oh.
My heart skips a beat and inside I melt. How is it that in the middle of the most fucked-up situations he can say the most romantic things? My mouth pops open in shock.
"I never thought that would happen to me," he continues, his expression radiating pure undiluted sincerity.
I gape at him, searching for the right words.
"Can I think about it... please? And think about everything else that's happened today? What you've just told me? You asked for patience and faith. Well, back at you, Kim. I need those now."
His eyes search mine and after a beat, he leans forward and tucks my hair behind my ear. "I can live with that." He kisses me quickly on the lips. "Not very romantic, eh?" He raises his eyebrows, and I give him an admonishing shake of my head. "Hearts and flowers?" he asks softly.
