Taehyung's pov

It was still dark outside when I arrived at Jeon Industries the following Monday morning. Considering the building lights were off, and the doors were locked, I realized I might have been a tad overeager for my first day. After loitering a few minutes in front of the building, waiting for someone to show up, I decided to head over to Starbucks for some coffee. It was next door to the restaurant where I'd first met Jungkook.

There was a hell of a long line for coffee. I joined the brigade at the back of the line like a good
little soldier and proceeded to catch up with reading emails on my phone. A hand at my back startled me, but it was the voice whispering over my shoulder that sent a shiver down my spine. "Am I the background on your iPhone, too?"

I jumped. "You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to sneak a peek. Figured since I'm your laptop background and all, the obsession might run pretty deep."

I turned and held out my phone. "I can see the similarities, but the photo is definitely not you."

Jungkook took the phone from my hand. "What the hell is that?"

"It's Tallulah."

"Is that thing real?"

"Of course it's real. Really ugly, isn't it?"

"Is it a cat?"

"Yep. It's a Sphynx. A hairless cat."

"My friend's boyfriend bought it for her birthday because she has bad allergies, and she really wanted a pet. Turns out, it isn't the hair she's allergic to, it's the protein in animals' saliva and skin. So she dumped the thing on me this weekend while she tries to find it a new owner. He paid two thousand dollars for that ugly kitty."

"You do see the irony here, right?" Jungkook asked.

"Irony?"

"You have a hairless pussy, and today you're starting a job where the flagship product is-"

I covered my mouth. "Oh my God! You would find irony in that."

"What can I say? Bald is beautiful has made me a lot of money. That cat should be our company mascot."

I chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind for my first marketing project."

"What are you doing here so early, anyway?" He looked at his watch. It was then I realized he was dressed in running gear, not a shirt and tie like he had been at the office last week.

"I wanted to get an early start."

"Building doesn't open until six-thirty. I was just about to go for a run. But I'll show you how to get in when it's closed after we get our coffee."

"It's okay. I can wait until it opens. I don't want to interrupt your exercise."

"Fucking hate running. I'll take any excuse I can get to put it off. Showing a pretty man the way to my office is at the top of that list of excuses." He winked. "Especially one who's going to sleep with me eventually."

God, he is cocky. And apparently, cocky really works for me.

Caffeine in hand, we walked a block north and around to the back of the building, where he knocked on an unmarked set of steel doors. A guy opened one and greeted us as we entered.

"Mr. Jk., how's it going, man?"

"Not too shabby, Carlo. You?"

"Can't complain, can't complain. Wife's a bitch, but I can't blame her for that. She's married to a fat, lazy guy." The uniformed maintenance man patted his beer belly and smiled.

"Carlo, this is Kim Taehyung. Today is his first day with Jeon Industries."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. K." He wiped his hand off on his shirt and extended it to me while speaking to Jungkook. "You shooting a new catalog? You know those are my favorite times of the year."

"Not this week. Taehyung isn't a model, although he's pretty enough to be." Jungkook winked at me again, and I felt a flutter in my belly.

He's your boss, you pathetic thing. Maybe I should have sex with Baek-hyun already, might help to take the edge off.

As I went to step in, Jungkook wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Wouldn't want you to trip again."

"Wiseass."

"I'm your boss now. You can't call me that."

I looked at my watch and smiled. "Not on the clock yet, wiseass."

"Is that how this is going to be?"

"It is."

"Works both ways then. Before and after office hours, I can say whatever is on my mind as well. That's a game you might want to rethink playing with me." He pushed thirty-three and leaned closer. "Wanna know what's on my mind right now? I can shut my eyes and describe the visual in detail, if you'd like."

The elevator was suddenly very small. And hot. Very damn hot.

Just as the doors were about to close, a man in a suit stopped them and joined us. He grumbled something unintelligible and hit twenty-two. Jungkook backed up a little and cleared his throat. "You'll need to use that service door before six-thirty and after eight."

"Okay."

In the tiny confines of the padded service elevator, Jungkook stood far enough away that it seemed normal, yet close enough that I could smell him. And he smelled incredible, woodsy and clean, which had me thinking... He probably doesn't get up and bathe just to go for a run. So that smell is how he wakes up in the morning? Damn. For some strange reason, I got a visual of Jungkook in the middle of the woods chopping down a tall oak. He was wearing jeans (with the top button left open, of course) and work boots, sans shirt.

Being this close to him had me losing my mind. I turned my head. "Do you have a cabin in the woods, by chance?"

He looked amused. "I don't. Do I need one?"

"Never mind."

Once we arrived on the floor, Jungkook gave me a quick tour. As we walked, I could feel the passion he had for his company while he gave me a brief overview of each department we passed. I'd lost flirty JK and met CEO Jeon Jungkook, and I liked him just as much.

A young guy walked out of the first office in the marketing department just as we passed. He was handsome, in an I-just-left-the-frat-house-and -scored- my-first-real-job type of adorable way.

Jungkook stopped and introduced me. "Taehyung, this is Su-bin . He's IT for marketing-does all of our SEO and web optimization."

He shook my hand with a goofy smile. "Please tell me he works here."

"He does."

"Damn, I love my job."

"You do, huh? Well, pop your eyes back in the sockets, and go read page fourteen of the employee handbook."

"Page fourteen?"

"The no harassing fellow employees policy."

Su-bin held up his hands and laughed. "All good. No harassment. Maybe just a few compliments on how pretty he is."

This was definitely the type of office where everyone joked around, even with the boss.

Jungkook leaned over to me as we continued walking down the hall and whispered, "Stop worrying. Harassment policy only applies to employees, not to the owner. Checked this morning."

The big office at the far end of the hallway was Jae's. He was sitting with an obviously pregnant woman when we arrived. She slouched in her chair and rubbed her round stomach.

"I found your new employee trying to get in before the sun rose this morning," Jungkook announced. "Better put all that energy to good use."

He looked at the woman I assumed was the one going out on maternity leave soon. "Looks like Deiji is about to pop any second."

She looked seriously uncomfortable, gripping and ungripping one of those gel-filled stress balls as she spoke. "Why haven't you invented a product that stops pregnant women or men from peeing a little every time they sneeze or laugh? Or a product that makes the swelling go down in our ankles?" She pointed to her feet. "These are my mother's shoes. Nothing of mine fits me anymore. Not even my own damn shoes."

Jungkook shook his head. "Do you have any fears, Taehyung?"

"Fears? You mean like spiders and stuff?" How much time you got?

"Yeah. Something that makes you run out of the room irrationally when you come in contact with it because it scares the living shit out of you?"

"I'm not much of a pigeon person. I'll cross the street to avoid them."

Jungkook nodded. "My fear is pregnant human. So I'm gonna go hit the concrete for that run before it gets too hot outside."

Deiji whipped the stress ball at Jungkook, hitting him in the shoulder.

"Now I finally understand the use for those damn things."

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Divine Wax. At the end of the day, I sat in my new office and spun the jar around on my desk a few times. Tomorrow I would sit in on the first official think tank strategy meeting as the marketing department kicked off a major rebranding project for Jeon Industries' flagship product. I needed to get my brain into the mindset of a consumer doing home waxing. The only
problem was, I didn't do my own waxing. So I'd made an appointment for eight tonight with my regular esthetician i like to keep myself clean. She'd be doing my full body wax using both her usual and Divine, so I could compare.

Most of the marketing department had gone, and I was nibbling on a protein bar and sipping a soda I'd gotten from the vending machine in the break room when Jungkook appeared in my doorway. Unlike this morning, he was dressed in business attire. He loosened his tie as he spoke. "Dr. Pepper, huh?"

I hadn't had one in years, but when I saw it in the machine today, it reminded me of when I'd run into Jungkook at the gym, and he'd told me how much he liked it.

"My cousin really likes them," I told him. "Thought I'd give it a try."

He smiled in that I'm-insanely-hot-and-I'm-not-even-trying-at-all kind of way he had. God, stop doing that.

"You like to work late?"

"I do my best work at night," I said.

Jungkook's eyebrows jumped. "It's after hours now, so I'm not the boss anymore. Isn't that how you told me it worked this morning?"

I leaned back in my chair. "It's after six. So say what's on your mind."

He moved to sit across from me and gave me his best dirty grin. "I was just going to say I do my best work at night, also."

"I'm sure you do. Although I was referring to brainstorming advertising ideas. Sometimes after I've climbed into bed and shut off the lights, an idea will come to me for something I was trying all day to focus on."

"I'm very creative when I shut off the lights and slip into bed, too. Maybe we should try that together sometime? Probably produce some amazing results-twice as creative and all."

I shook my head but smiled, amused. "You're an HR nightmare, aren't you? I bet you make Samantha work hard for her salary."

Jungkook's grin was contagious. "So how late you staying?" he asked.

"I have an appointment at eight. I figured I'd stick around until then since it's on my way home."

"Dinner with Brick-hyun?"

"Baek-hyun. And no. I have a wax appointment." I held up the small jar of Divine. "Figured I'd do a little product research."

"I should come."

"To get waxed?"

"To watch you get waxed." His eyes gleamed. "Research."

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Later that night, after hanging up with Baek-hyun, I was lying in the dark, replaying my day, when my phone buzzed. It wasn't a number I recognized, and the message seemed cryptic. It read, Are you and Tallulah twins?

It took me a minute to figure it out. For a moment I'd forgotten I gave Jungkook my number to pass to Samantha that day when we met at the gym.

I closed my eyes and smiled to myself, suddenly not feeling sleepy at all.

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To be continued.......

Omg!!mhmm the flirting is just on another level...