To: Jeon Jungkook
Dear Mr. Jeon,
I think I have already expressed my reservations about working for your company. My views on this have not changed, are not changing, and will not change, ever. I must leave you now as Rose has returned with food. My sense of irony and I, bid you goodnight.
I will contact you once I'm in Georgia.
Lisa
From: Jeon Jungkook
Subject: Even Twinings English Breakfast Tea?
Date: May 30 2016 19:29
To: Lalisa Manobal
Goodnight Lalisa. I hope you and your sense of irony have a safe flight.
Jeon Jungkook
CEO, Jeon Enterprises Holdings Inc.
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Rose and I pull up outside the drop-off area at Sea-Tac Airport terminal. Leaning across, she hugs me.
"Enjoy Barbados, Rose. Have a wonderful holiday."
"I'll see you when I get back. Don't let old moneybags grind you down."
"I won't."
We hug again - and then I'm on my own. I head over to check-in and stand in line, waiting with my carry-on luggage. I haven't bothered with a suitcase, just a smart rucksack that Ray gave me for my last birthday.
"Ticket please?" The bored young man behind the desk holds up his hand without looking at me.
Mirroring his boredom, I hand over my ticket and my driver's license as ID. I am hoping for a window seat if at all possible.
"Okay, Miss Manobal. You've been upgraded to first class."
"What?"
"Ma'am, if you'd like to go through to the first class lounge and await your flight there." He seems to have woken up and is beaming at me like I'm the Christmas Fairy and the Easter Bunny rolled into one.
"Surely there's some mistake."
"No, no." He checks his computer screen again. "Lalisa Manobal - upgrade." He simpers at me.
Ugh. I narrow my eyes. He hands me my boarding pass, and I head towards the first class lounge muttering under my breath. Damn Jeon Jungkook, interfering control freak - he just can't leave well enough alone.
***
I am manicured, massaged, and I've had two glasses of champagne. The First Class lounge has many redeeming features. With each sip of Moet, I feel slightly more inclined to forgive Jungkook and his intervention. I open up my MacBook, hoping to test the theory that it works anywhere on the planet.
From: Lalisa Manobal
Subject: Over-Extravagant Gestures
Date: May 30 2016 21:53
To: Jeon Jungkook
Dear Mr. Jeon,
What really alarms me is how you knew which flight I was on.
Your stalking knows no bounds. Let's hope that Dr. Flynn is back from vacation.
I have had a manicure, a back massage, and two glasses of champagne - a very nice start to my vacation.
Thank you.
Lisa
From: Jeon Jungkook
Subject: You're Most Welcome
Date: May 30 2016 21:59
To: Lalisa Manobal
Dear Miss Manobal,
Dr. Flynn is back, and I have an appointment this week. Who was massaging your back?
Jeon Jungkook
CEO with friends in the right places, Jeon Enterprises Holdings Inc.
Aha! Pay back time. Our flight has been called so I shall email him from the plane. It will be safer. I almost hug myself with mischievous glee.
There is so much room in first class. Champagne cocktail in hand, I settle myself into the sumptuous leather window seat as the cabin slowly fills. I call Ray to tell him where I am - a mercifully brief call, as it's so late for him.
"Love you, Dad," I murmur.
"You too, Lali. Say hi to your mom. Goodnight."
"Goodnight." I hang up.
Ray is in good form. I stare at my Mac and with the same childish glee building.
Opening my laptop, I log into the email program.
From: Lalisa Manobal
Subject: Strong Able Hands
Date: May 30 2016 22:22
To: Jeon Jungkook
Dear Sir,
A very pleasant young man massaged my back. Yes. Very pleasant indeed. I wouldn't have encountered Jean-Paul in the ordinary departure lounge - so thank you again for that treat. I'm not sure if I'll be allowed to email once we take off, and I need my beauty sleep since I've not been sleeping so well recently.
Pleasant dreams Mr. Jeon... thinking of you.
Lisa
Oh, he's going to flip out - and I shall be airborne and out of reach. Serves him right.
If I'd been in the ordinary departure lounge then Jean-Paul wouldn't have gotten his hands on me. He was a very nice young man, in a blonde, perma-tanned way - honestly, who has a tan in Seattle. It's just so wrong. I think he was gay - but I'll just keep that detail to myself. I stare at my email. Rose is right. It is like shooting fish in a barrel with him. My subconscious stares at me with an ugly twist to her mouth - do you really want to wind him up What he's done is sweet, you know! He cares about you and wants you to travel in style. Yes, but he could have asked me or told me. Not made me look like a complete klutz at check-in. I press send and wait, feeling like a very naughty girl.
"Miss Manobal, you'll need to stow your laptop for take-off," the over-made-up flight attendant says politely. She makes me jump. My guilty conscience is at work.
"Oh, sorry."
Crap. Now I'll have to wait to know if he's replied. She hands me a soft blanket and pillow, showing her perfect teeth. I drape the blanket over my knees. It's nice to feel mol-lycoddled sometimes.
The cabin has filled up, except for the seat beside me which is still unoccupied. Oh no... a disturbing thought crosses my mind. Perhaps the seat is Jungkook's. Oh shit... no... he wouldn't do that. Would he? I told him I didn't want him to come with me. I glance anxiously at my watch and then the disembodied voice from the flight deck announces,
"Cabin crew, doors to automatic and cross check."
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FantasyWhen literature student Lisa Manobal goes to interview young entrepreneur Jeon Jungkook, she encounters a man who is beautiful, brilliant, and intimidating. The unwordly, innocent Lisa is startled to realize she wants this man and despite his enigma...
