Chapter 9
Betting On You"Jiyeon-ah, aren't you coming?" ask Jeong Wook through the phone, she just got home from work, loud music can be heard from the other line.
"I can't. I have a date." she declined.
"Oh, come on~ We miss you already. Tell your date to meet you some other day and come here."
"Aww~ I missed you too guys but no. Bye." with that she hung up and threw her phone on the bed, well if she didn't do that Jeong Wook won't stop persuading her to go to the club where he and their other friends are.
After taking a shower, she blow-dried her hair and headed to her walk-in closet, she picked a thin-strapped dress. While wearing her clothes on, her phone rang. It's Myungsoo.
"Hello."
"Hey, Ji. Are you ready? I'm on my way to your place?"
"What? I thought were going to meet at XXX by 8pm. It's still early."
"Oh, uhm I just don't wanna be late and have you waiting for me. So shall I fetch after 5 minutes?"
"Okay. You still know your way here?" she ask.
"Yeah."
"Tell the guard to call me up once you arrived at the ground floor, okay?"
"Okay."
"So can we put the phones down now. I haven't put my make up on yet thanks to the guy who will come to fetch earlier than I expected." she jokingly said.
Myungsoo laughed. "Sorry babe. Bye. See you."
"See you." she replied and put her phone down before sitting infront of her dressing table. Did he just called her 'babe'? That's how he used to call her before. Why does her heart flutter and why is she feeling giddy?
It didn't took long before the doorbell rang, she stood up and walked out of her room going to the front door. Without bothering to look at the intercom to see who the visitor was, she opened the door.
"Hi, babe." Myungsoo greeted her with a smile, but he kinda looks bothered. His wearing a black polo, which sleeves are folded up to his elbows, it is tucked inside his jeans. He had his hair up which made him looked more handsome.
'I wanna have him as my dessert.' says the flirty part of her brain. And before she could drool more over him she invited him in.
"Hi." she greeted back. "Please take a seat." she gestured her hand pointing at the couch in the living room. "Would you like a drink?"
"No, thanks." he said then sat down.
"I thought were just going to meet downstairs?" she ask.
"I figured that you still need more time preparing since I came here earlier than you expected, as you've said awhile ago."
"Oh, okay. I'm almost don
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