Loving The JEON

CHAPTER 109:-

Jungkook squeezes my hand and turns to Flynn.

"How is she?" he asks softly.

Me?

"She'll get there," he says reassuringly.

"Good. Keep me updated of her progress."

"I will."

Holy fuck. They're talking about Leila.

"Shall we go and celebrate your promotion?" Jungkook asks me pointedly.

I nod shyly as Jungkook stands.

We say our quick good-byes to Dr. Flynn, and Jungkook ushers me out with unseemly haste.

In the street, he turns to me. "How was that?" his voice is anxious.

"It was good."

He regards me suspiciously. I cock my head to one side.

"Mr. Jeon, please don't look at me that way. Under doctor's orders I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt."

"What does that mean?"

"You'll see."

His mouth twists and his eyes narrow. "Get in the car," he orders while opening the passenger door of the Saab.

Oh, change of direction. My Blackberry buzzes. I haul it out of my purse.

Shit, Bambam!

"Hi!"

"Lisa, hi..."

I stare at Fifty, who is eyeing me suspiciously. "Bambam," I mouth at him. He stares impassively at me, but his eyes harden. Does he think I don't notice? I turn my attention back to Bambam."Sorry I haven't called you. Is it about tomorrow?" I ask Bambam, but stare up at Jungkook.

"Yeah, listen - I spoke with some guy at Jeon's place, so I know where I'm delivering the photos, and I should get there between five and six... after that, I'm free."

Oh.

"Well, I'm actually staying with Jungkook at the moment, and if you want to, he says you can stay at his place."

Jungkook presses his mouth in a hard line. Hmm - some host he is.

Bambam is silent for a moment, absorbing this news. I cringe. I haven't had a chance to talk to him about Jungkook.

"Okay," he says eventually. "This thing with Jeon, it's serious?"

I turn away from the car and pace to the other side of the sidewalk.

"Yes."

"How serious?"

I roll my eyes and pause. Why does Jungkook have to be listening?

"Serious."

"Is he with you now? That why you're speaking in monosyllables?"

"Yes."

"Okay. So are you allowed out tomorrow?"

"Of course I am." I hope. I automatically cross my fingers.

"So where shall I meet you?"

"You could collect me from work," I offer.

"Okay."

"I'll text you the address."

"What time?"

"Say six?"

"Sure. I'll see you then, Lisa. Looking forward to it. I miss you."

I grin. "Cool. I'll see you then." I switch the phone off and turn.

Jungkook is leaning against the car watching me carefully, his expression impossible to read.

"How's your friend?" he asks coolly.

"He's well. He'll pick me up from work, and I think we'll go for a drink. Would you like to join us?"

Jungkook hesitates, his gray eyes cool. "You don't think he'll try anything?"

"No!" My tone is exasperated - but I refrain from rolling my eyes.

"Okay," Jungkook holds his hands up in defeat. "You hang out with your friend, and I'll see you later in the evening."

I was expecting a fight, and his easy acquiescence throws me off balance.

"See? I can be reasonable." He smirks.

My mouth twists. We'll see about that.

"Can I drive?"

Jungkook blinks at me, surprised by my request.

"I'd rather you didn't."

"Why, exactly?"

"Because I don't like to be driven."

"You managed this morning, and you seem to tolerate Taylor driving you."

"I trust Taylor's driving implicitly."

"And not mine?" I put my hands on my hips. "Honestly - your control freakery knows no bounds. I've been driving since I was fifteen."

He shrugs in response, as if this is of no consequence whatsoever. Oh - he's so exasperating! Benefit of the doubt? Well, screw that.

"Is this my car?" I demand.

He frowns at me. "Of course it's your car."

"Then give me the keys, please. I've driven it twice, and only to and from work. Now you're having all the fun." I am in full-on pout mode. Jungkook's lips twitch with a repressed smile.

"But you don't know where we're going."

"I'm sure you can enlighten me, Mr. Jeon. You've done a great job of it so far."

He gazes at me stunned then smiles, his new shy smile that totally disarms me and takes my breath away.

"Great job, eh?" he murmurs.

I blush. "Mostly, yes."

"Well, in that case." He hands me the keys, walks round to the driver's door, and opens it for me.

"Left here," Jungkook orders, and we head north toward the I-5. "Hell - gently, Lisa." He grabs hold of the dashboard.

Oh, for heaven's sake. I roll my eyes, but don't turn to look at him. Van Morrison croons in the background over the car sound system.

"Slow down!"

"I am slowing down!"

Jungkook sighs. "What did Flynn say?" I hear his anxiety leaching into his voice.

"I told you. He says I should give you the benefit of the doubt." Damn - maybe I should have let Jungkook drive. Then I could watch him. In fact... I signal to pull over.

"What are you doing?" he snaps, alarmed.

"Letting you drive."

"Why?"

"So I can look at you."

He laughs. "No, no - you wanted to drive. So, you drive, and I'll look at you."

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