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4|What?!

Dahyun's P.O.V

    "What?!" She yelled at me with anger in her tone. "Woah a feisty one." I whispered to myself. I like it. She just stood there looking at me like if I had just asked her to marry me. Although something in me didn't really oppose to the idea of possibly marrying her. What the hell am I saying, I literally just met her.

"Is there anything else you need?" She asked me, soon returning to her professional state.

"You." I replied not so subtly. She seemed to have been shocked by my not so comfortable response because she glared. I just chuckled.

"If there's nothing else you need, I'll just take my leave then."

"Well I do need one more thing." I told her, smirking to myself. I didn't really need anything but I just really liked messing with this girl. I usually never continued something after getting what I wanted, but for some reason I wanted to keep talking to this so called 'Sana'.

"You see, I ordered my mimosa with extra champagne but this one still seems a little plain." I elaborated on the 'plain' with a little dissatisfaction in my voice so she can think that I'm actually not happy about it.

I'm guessing she believed because suddenly her mood and tone softened.
"Oh no, let me fix that for you right away", she said as she grabbed the glass and was about to leave.

Right before she walked out, I gently grabbed her wrist and quickly turned her around to face me. I guess I turned her around to quick because I felt the orange drink collide with my chest. The sudden feeling caught me off guard because I gasped.

"Oh my gosh" she said. "I'm so sorry, please let me help clean and make it up to you."

Wow, I thought to myself. I basically caused her to spill the drink and here she is being so honorable by apologizing. I suddenly felt bad.

By the time I saw what was going on she had already come back with napkins in her hand. She slowly started approaching and I could tell she was a little hesitant because I sensed how tense she was to place the napkins on my abs.

She then gathered up the courage to help clean me up but my egotistical self had returned by then. I heard her hold her breath as she raked the napkin up and down my toned abs.

I suddenly grabbed the hand that was cleaning me and removed the napkin from her hand. She seemed a little confused at first. I re-grabbed her hand and placed it on my bare stomach. She gasped lowly.

"How about you make it up to me in a different way." I said huskily. I felt her shiver under my touch.

Oh, this is gonna be fun.