May 1, 2020
Book Two of the UNDONE series, following unrivaled
Jeon Jungkook is one of the youngest security experts in the country and he is working to keep his boss's company out of crisis. He is not alone. His friends are all professionals and d...
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He only wore rumpled clothes to work. She had never seen him in a suit.
He had done something different to his hair. It was carefully styled away from his forehead. He looked so sophisticated, she could not believe he had even spoken to her, much less that he was her date tonight.
His jacket was fitted perfectly across his broad shoulders and the single button drew attention to his trim waist.
The black pants hugged his thighs and as inappropriate as it might have been, made her anxious for him to turn around. She knew already the view from behind would be spectacular.
He broke her study of him by stepping further inside the room.
“You are so adorable,” he said with that nose crunch again, beaming at her, “but I feel a bit overdressed.”
She flushed and stuttered something about losing track of time.
“Take all the time you need. I am sorry if I am early, but that old woman out in the hall had me a bit worried!”
They laughed together at that and relaxed a bit.
“I am so sorry,” he said, turning serious for a moment “I am so stupid.”
She quirked a brow at him, curious at his statement.
She stepped closer to him and tugged at the hair at his collar and whispered, “don’t ever call yourself stupid again!”
He smiled but said, “wait until you hear what I've done first.”
Now he had her really curious.
“All the planning, all the list making and checking…..and I forgot to bring you flowers.”
She watched his face. He was really upset.
“Jungkook! Flowers fade and die. Snacks and drinks for the traffic jam to get into the party are much better!” she assured him.
He searched her face for disappointment, but found none. She could tell he desperately wanted to believe it was ok.
Without thinking she raised on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. The intimate contact sent them both reeling. The stood staring at each other, emotions clear for the other to see.
“Plus,” she said, her shaking voice revealing her struggle, “I answered the door in my bathrobe.”
He could tell she was still deeply embarrassed and he wanted to ease that feeling.
“Lyra, I am so lucky to be your date tonight. I just know we are going to have a fantastic time.” he whispered, “but maybe you should get dressed!”
She made one of her adorable sounds as he reminded her again, she was in her robe.
She grabbed her dress and walked backward toward the tiny bathroom, apologizing all the way.
“Help yourself to whatever you like in the fridge. I won’t be but moment,” she called.
“Take your time,” he called as she heard him rummaging in the fridge.
She stopped for a moment. This was nice, hearing him in the next room, talking to him through the door.
Now that he was here, he just seemed to fit in her place, to fill it. She had been afraid for him to see where she lived, but she found with him here, if only for these moments, she felt like it was actually a home.
JK really did not mind the wait. Lyra looked so damn cute in that robe. It really made him want to shed his coat and tie and get comfortable on her couch.
On second glance around he decided it doubled as her bed.
Shaking those thoughts away, he observed the small apartment.
It was tiny, but spotless. Aside from the couch there was a very interesting chair, one like he had never seen before.
He did not see many personal items displayed. As he realized what he was doing, he scolded himself. This was her home, not an investigation scene.
He crossed to the small kitchenette, and looked into the refrigerator. He was used to the chaos of his own kitchen, leftovers and plenty of food and drinks stocked everywhere.
He was concerned when he saw Lyra's fridge. She had minimal food there and a couple of bottled waters. He put that information in the back of his mind as he heard the bathroom door open and he turned to see her.
JK stood and open mouthed stared at the woman in the doorway.
He adored the way she had looked in her robe tonight. He admired the way she dressed at work, always in professional clothes, modest with just the right reveal of her figure.
But tonight, he was grasping for the air she had knocked out of him.
The chaos of curls pulled on top of her head made him want to bury his hands in it and bring it tumbling around her shoulders.
Those shoulders, milk white and delicate, were tempting him to rain kisses across them.
His eyes fell on that sweet bow at her throat and he swallowed hard. He could not help but follow the row of jet-black buttons straight down into her cleavage.
The fabric of her gown seemed innocent, but from his height he could see the sheer fabric highlighting rather than concealing the generous swell of her breasts.
His eyes lingered there, his mouth watering for a taste of her before his gaze dropped to her small waist, then to the gentle caress of the dress over her full hips and thighs. He did not miss the sparkle of stones on her feet or the pretty pink of her toes.
When he finally dragged his eyes to her, the fire there stole her breath away.
Lyra had flushed under his intense gaze, but soon enough took that chance to openly admire him.
She smiled at him as she caught his gaze and reached without thinking to fuss with his bow tie.
That was all the encouragement he needed to gently grab her waist in his hands and pull her close.
She did not resist his embrace, rather she leaned into his chest, sighing at the crush of her breasts into his hard chest, eyes firing at the way his breath hitched and his grip on her waist tightened.
“You are beautiful,” she said.
“You are s s stunning,” he whispered at the same time.
They laughed together at that and relaxed a bit.
She brought her hands to rest on his chest. She felt the flex of his pecs under her touch and without knowing it, she made the tiny sounds that drove him crazy.
He looked down to see her radiant in that moment.
Her eyes sparkled and her lips were curved in a tempting smile, her body relaxing against his.
