Inexperienced | JENLISA

5

"I'm almost there. I'll be sure to let you know how giant a Maine Coon really is," I reassured Chahee, who wanted nothing more than to be working on an assignment with me.

"You know that's not what I want to know. I want to know what it's like working with Taecyeon. God, he's gorgeous. You're so lucky."

"Now you want the Maine Coon piece, not my fault you turned it down," I said, while opening up the door to the studio where the photo shoot would be taking place. I had to conduct an interview with a family who owns the now popular, Baboo, who is a YouTube sensation, and since no one else wanted to interview the family, I was stuck with the duties. But once Chahee found out that Taecyeon, the photographer, would be taking the pictures for the magazine, she did everything possible to "ease the burden" the article was giving me. I didn't believe her for a second. Even though she was with Drew, she still had a wandering eye for Taecyeon, not that she would do anything. She was all about looking and never touching.

"I didn't know Taecyeon was going to be there," she whined.

"Not my problem, and don't forget about Drew; he's a nice guy."

"Trust me, I won't forget about Drew. Take a picture at least for me."

"I'm not taking a picture of Ta..."

"Hi Jennie," a deep male voice said from behind me.

"Oh, my God, that's him, isn't it?" Chahee squealed like a tween meeting a member of One Direction.

"Got to go," I said while hanging up. Taking a deep breath, I turned around and came face to face with Taecyeon.

The thick black rim of his glasses framed his deep dark eyes and his black hair was styled with a little bit of gel, so you could see those tiny curls of his, making him drop-dead gorgeous, not to mention the body on the guy. He was wearing a light blue shirt with a grey cardigan, a damn cardigan. It wasn't very often you saw a guy who could pull off a cardigan, especially not with muscles like his.

"Um, hi, Taecyeon. How are you?"

"Good," he nodded while looking around and then meeting my eyes again. "You look pretty today; are those new glasses?"

I thought of my purple glasses and nodded. "Yeah, I got them a couple of weeks ago."

"They make your brown eyes really stand out."

"Thanks," I said shyly.

I had only worked with Taecyeon one other time, and I really didn't even think he took notice of me, since we didn't talk much at all. We did our jobs and then took off, so I was surprised when he noticed something small, like my glasses.

"You ready for this?" he asked with a smirk, nodding toward the photo shoot.

"Taking pictures of a cat and asking it questions? Pretty sure I'll never be ready for this," I joked.

Laughing, he looked around and then leaned forward. "I'm glad you're on set with me today. Sometimes Friendly Felines sends over these stages five clingers that won't let me take my pictures and leave."

"I get what you're saying. You want to be in and out," I winked. Where did that come from?

Smiling brightly, he nodded. "You get me, Jennie. That's why I'm glad you're here, and also because I wanted to talk to you some more. I felt like last time we worked together, we barely had a chance to talk."

Mr. Professional Hot Pants wanted to talk to me? That was a new shift in my life.

"What photo shoot was that again?" I asked, trying to not show how out of my element I was. It was rare I talked to men, let alone casually flirted, if that's what was happening. I really couldn't tell, given my lack of experience and the sweat that was starting to pool in my armpits.