Blame it on the champagne

C H A P T E R 6

Jennie

Ew.

His smile grew, and I realized he took my shocked silence as an awe rather than a speechless disgust. As if in a slow motion, his hand moved across the table, and I jerked my own into my lap, knocking my fork off my plate. 

The chime of it hitting the floor sounded like a warning bell clanging in my head to get away from that table. My pulled my lips back into a smile I was sure looked more like a grimace. "Excuse me," I said scooting my chair back. "I need to use the restroom".

I took everything in me to continue to the back and not bolt to the doors for freedom I desperately wanted from this night. 

Hiding away in the stall, I took several deep breaths wondering how long it was acceptable to hide in the restroom before it started to look like I had stomach issues or maybe even nausea. Knowing I'd reached my limit I willingly left the stall. 

I ran cold water over my wrists looking for a reason not to go back to the table. Two giggling women walked in, breaking the silence that filled the room. With one last deep breath, I pushed open the bathroom door and headed back. 

Like Deja vu, I looked down to close the latch of my purse and bumped into a moving wall. "Shit. I'm so sorry" I muttered immediately bowing in respect to show my sincere apology. Unlike last time the contents of my belongings didn't scatter across the floor.

However, very much like last time I looked up into familiar dark eyes. 

"Shit". 

"You said that already". His words rumbled across my skin, mixing with the electric currents his warm hands sent down my arms from where they held me steady. "This seems to happen a lot to you. Running into men. Or is it just me?". "Hardly".

 I tried to make my words hard and filled with disdain, but they came out breathy and annoyed at best. More annoyed with my body for the way it reacted to his simple touch and the spicy rich scent of his cologne. I wanted to close my eyes, lean in and breathe in as deep as I could to make the smell part of me.

No! What the hell is wrong with me? Pulling my shoulders back I lifted my chin ignoring the way his eyes dipped down my body.  "Besides you bumped into me last time". "Excuse me" a woman said behind him, wanting to get through". He stepped closer, and I backed up until I hit the wall.

The dim lights of the restaurant fading to nothing, his body a dark shadow closing in. One hand moved to the wall beside my head, and his eyes scanned my face, his jaw ticking under the thick scruff. 

I tried to stand tall, but all I wanted to do was melt under the heat of his stare. What's he doing? What's going on here? I licked my lips, and his growl vibrated in between us. "Mr. Kim". His name rushed from my lips past my panting breaths. My lungs working overtime. 

Panicking at wanting more. Panicking on getting out. His lips curled on a silent snarl, and withing a blink it was all gone. He stood back and shoved his hands into his pickets, nothing but a professional who happened to also happens to look down on me and question my moral. 

"How do you know Hyunjin?" he asked, his voice hard enough to bring me out of any haze I'd slipped into. "What?". Smooth, Jennie. Internally I rolled my eyes. The question hadn't been expected and hit me like a bucket of cold water spiking my nerves to life. 

I couldn't answer truthfully, but I didn't want to lie either. Instead, I answered as vaguely as I could and hoped niceties wouldn't have him prying. He's my father friend's son. Just a acquaintance". 

Who was also my future husband. But I wasn't lying he really was nothing more than an acquaintance right now. His jaw worked back and forth, chewing over the information and unsure if he liked how it tasted. 

"How do you know him?" I asked before he could push for more. "The business world isn't as big as you think. He turned to walk away but quickly turned back. "Careful who you go after some men may not be what they seem". 

"I am not-" I started, but he didn't stick around to listen. Before I knew it, I stood alone in the hallway still needing to go face Hyunjin when all I wanted to do was go home. 

When I got back Hyunjin was just accepting his card back from the waiter. "I hope you didn't want dessert. I just got a call we need to go". "Oh" I said trying to act sad. "I can drop you off on my way". 

"No it's okay. I can just take a cab". "Are you sure?". Very sure. "Yes. Work if important I don't want you to be late". He smiled approvingly like he was proud of my new trick. I almost waited for him to at me on the head when we walked out, telling me how proud he was of his future wife. 

"By the way, you'll be attending the gala with me next week" he announced. I opened my mouth to protest that I had plans with the girls, but I never got the chance. 

"Don't argue and wear something nice. I want to show off my future wife". I almost cringed but stopped when I met Mr. Kim's eyes over Hyunjin's shoulder. Hyunjin leaned in to kiss me goodbye I quickly moved my head. 

His lips still landed on my cheek and by some miracle I managed to not jerk away. "So pure" he whispered against my cheek. A shiver worked its way down my spine when he pulled back with a smirk, he pinched my chin swiping his finger across my lips. "See you soon". 

I dove into the waiting car and immediately texted Lisa. I needed someone to help me process the night and drink with me until I passed out. 

Maybe if I drank enough, I wouldn't dream of Mr. Kim for just one night. Lisa and I agreed to meet up in the ballroom of the hotel she was staying at. I looked around the open ballroom of the hotel. 

The chandeliers dripping with crystals, gold curtains hanging open, pooling decadently on the ground. Waiters wove between patrons almost invincible in their black and white tuxes.

Everyone sipped champagne lavish fabrics making the most expensive dresses cling to their lithe bodies. Hair styled to perfection, and makeup done expertly even under all their masks. I adjusted the black lace clouding my vision making sure it hadn't shifted too much in the car.

"Shots?" Lisa suggested. I cringed. The night was still young maybe shots weren't the best idea. A waiter walked by and I snagged two flutes of champagne. "How about some champagne first". 

A/N

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