I swore that putting on that tight dress would be the biggest challenge of my life. But it wasn't. The real challenge was trying to breathe while Jun-ho wouldn't stop staring at me.
I shot him an indignant look, and he immediately turned his eyes away.
Halfway through the flight, I tried to focus on the show, but every time he adjusted his beard or brushed his hand lightly against my arm, a strange chill ran through me. I started wondering if that was his way of teasing me, or if he was just testing the disguise.
— Are you really going to tease me the whole time?
— Don't want me to? — He said with a smile full of hidden intentions.
I raised a brow at him. Cute and annoying all at once.
When we landed in Berlin.
