Second Chance

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Authors: Ong Xiong
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him, said she was sorry for whatever she had done wrong and kissed him. In her
dreams, he was smiling that wily smile, jumping off a cliff and laughing as he
kissed her. She wanted to take his face in her hands and run her finger through
that bump on his nose. She wanted to hold him, not slap him. She was still
trembling. She was panicking.
    Sue ran her
fingers through her hair then braced her elbows on her knees.
    Steady now, my
little fragile heart. You can’t be in any worse shape than you already are .
    He wore a white
tuxedo style dress shirt with jeans and a black belt. God, he was still so
handsome, more so now. In the dim light of the limo, she could make out his
profile. His features were more defined and his black hair was longer now. His
long fingers were neatly manicured. Not the rough looking hands of a laborer
anymore. He wore a watch on his right wrist and a silver ring on his left small
finger. That ring on his masculine hand made him even more handsome and she
cursed herself for noticing such details. Lord, he was beautiful. She groaned
and buried her face in her hands.
    “Why did he have
to kiss me,” she silently asked over and over as she tried to calm her rapidly
beating heart.
    Jae was assessing
Sue as well. He noticed the simplicity of her dress and jewelry and how they
made her so darn lovely. She was petite but she had long, slim legs. Her slim
feet fitted into those heels like they were specifically made for her. Natural
nails. Sexy. She still wore minimal makeup, he noted when he had seen her at
the restaurant. And she was wearing her hair down. He had expected to find her
with her hair in a ponytail, T-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, and glasses. Her
hair was layered and wavy, just enough to highlight her fragile features. God,
she was even more beautiful than he remembered. Especially her eyes. She was
not wearing her glasses and even in the dim light, he could see her dark eyes
glittering back at him. Her beautiful dark brown eyes radiated intelligence and
at this moment, fury. He grinned. He had finally found her.
    That arrogant
bastard ! He was grinning. He thought all this was amusing. He grinned that
stupid lopsided grin, that grin that made her heart skip beats and flutter like
a butterfly in full flight. That jerk! “Has it never occurred to that
infinitesimal monkey brain of yours that I could be married?” Sue asked.
    “Yeh,” he said.
    “And yet you’re
taking me from my husband. Have you no shame?”
    “None
whatsoever,” Jae answered without a pause.
    Sue continued
with as much gusto as she could muster to calmly counter, “Unlike your lack of
regards for social norms, I have a sense of propriety. Let me go, Jae. This is
not amusing.”
    “ Au contraire ,
sweetheart. This is quite amusing.”
    “I agree,” Sue
heard from the dark end of the limo.
    “Oh, God!” Sue
shrieked, bringing her hands to her chest. “Who the hell are you?” Her
attention had been so intently focused on Jae, she never bothered to
investigate her surroundings further than the relaxed arrogant man sitting
across from her.
    “My name is
Jackie,” Jackie answered in English, slightly inclining his head in greeting.
He regarded Sue with admiration. Never in the years had he known Khyba had he
met a woman who called Khyba names. He turned to address Jae in Korean,
“Infinitesimal monkey brain? This one is cheeky. Let’s keep her.”
    “I’m planning
to,” Jae replied, smiling. His gaze never left her.
    “Not your typical
woman, Hyung ,” Jackie said with laughter.
    “I’m not
anybody’s to keep !” she retorted crossly in Korean. “Typical woman?” Sue
asked. She stared in puzzlement at the young man with a faux hawk, watching
her. He had diamond studs in both ears and wore a white dress shirt with a
black tie, gray vest and black slacks. He wore the same stupid expression as
Jae.
    Temporarily taken
aback, Jackie blushed. Quickly regaining his composure, Jackie charmingly

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