Perfect Masquerade Book 6

chapter 8

Jin was waiting impatiently for you outside the ladies dressing room.

JangMi had sent in a stylist for them but they didn’t really need much help.  She stepped in at the last moment and told Jin to sit.  She fussed with his hair then turned him away from the mirror.

  She reached to tie his mask on and then turned him back to the mirror.  Jin approved of the simple black satin mask.  He thanked all the stylists and stepped outside to wait for you.

You saw Jin first. You felt a jolt of desire strait through your body.  He was standing, leaning against a pillar with his hands in his pockets. As he heard the door open he turned his dark head your way.  The simple black mask complemented his dark hair and eyes.

He was the most handsome man in the room.  He straightened as he saw you.  After a brief hesitation, he stalked forward to take you in his arms.

Jin looked up from the floor as he heard the ladies’ room door open.  He froze in place.  His first thought as he saw you walking out of the room was that you looked like pure light heading his way.  His following thoughts all centered on all the dark things he wanted to do to you tonight.

Jin pulled you behind the pillar and pressed you against it for a hard kiss.  He had moved to kiss behind your ear when the sound of giggles and clearing throats registered in his lust fogged brain. 

He raised his head to see his teammates gathered around you, showing various levels of interest in his  ummm “personal life".

“What in the hell are you doing?” he hissed at them.

One of the older men stepped forward and smirked, “Well Jin, her dress is extended well past that pillar.  You can’t actually think you are hiding from anyone!”

With that Jin cursed, the men laughed and you blushed to your toes.  You were saved from any  other teasing by the announcement that dinner was served.

You found your table in the dining room.  The whole room glittered with plumes and masks as centerpieces. Dozens of candles flickered on each table and the crystal chandeliers gleamed with soft light.

The meal was pleasant and you were very glad of the opportunity to get to know more about Jin's family.  Some of the men had dates tonight, but there seemed to be only one other long term couple.  It was obvious all the men loved and cared for each other deeply.

Their conversation ranged from teasing jokes at each other's expense to thoughtful encouragement for the projects they were currently working on.

You loved sitting back and observing their interactions. At one point in the meal you felt Jin's hand slide to your knee.  He tried to slide his hand higher.  He tried to lift and move the skirt but only found more layers underneath.  You could barely  feel him through the many layers of your skirt. 

He leaned into your ear and sighed “how many layers does this damn thing have?  Where is the bottom of it?  “You laughed and gave him a quick kiss.  A few minutes later you put your hand on his knee and slowly moved it up his thigh. 

Jin strangled on his drink.  After he was able to breathe again he growled in your ear “that is really not helping". But when you went to move your hand he grabbed it and put it back on his knee.

After dinner everyone relaxed with drinks.  Jin leaned back in his chair with his arm around you and you leaned close to his side.  He often leaned to kiss your temple or your hair.  You were so glad to be in his arms.

The lights dimmed then brightened, signaling to the crowd that dinner was over.  The crowd moved together to return to the main hall which had been turned into a dance floor. 

Everyone stood to the edge of the floor as the President and First Lady led the first dance.  Several older couples joined them for a second dance.  Jin stood behind you with his hands on your waist  swaying you in time to the music.  As the music changed again the dance floor was filled and Jin once again took you to the floor for a waltz.  You smiled and talked the whole dance, loving the feeling of dancing within his embrace.

The music stopped and the guests of honor were seated in chairs near the dance floor.  The music changed to club music and the floor was soon jam packed.  It was funny seeing the dancers try to navigate around the huge ball gowns. Jin finally gave up and led you through the crowd to a table near the VIP section.

You sat and held hands with Jin.  He occasionally leaned in to make a comment about a person near you.  Suddenly he grabbed your hand and raised you to your feet.  Around you the entire crowd was doing the same.

The club music transitioned to soft strings as the President and First Lady rose and made their way to the door.  As soon as they were out of sight Jin grabbed your hand and drug you to the front doors.

JangMi met you there with your bag and wrap. She reached to Jin's throat and removed the diamond stick pin for safe keeping.  Jin helped you with the fur and had you out the door in minutes.

He made sure the President’s entourage was gone and called his driver. He squeezed your hand as the car approached and handed you in the back seat when it stopped, shoving your dress in behind you.

You noticed this was Jin's regular driver and he already had the privacy screen in place.  He pulled away as soon as Jin's door closed.