Anjula Matthews loved people but a betrayal by the ones closest to her left her hesitant to trust again.
Choi Jin Woo wanted to live his life free of the obligations his family placed on him. He chose to leave and start anew.
Fresh with new beginnings, both meet under unusual circumstances leading to an unexpected attraction…Only someone isn’t happy with the budding romance and will do anything to stop it.
With obstacles that seem insurmountable, their feelings for each other will be tested. For Anjula, Choi Jin Woo is willing to be her shield but will he be able to withstand the blows that will batter their relationship to keep them together.
“Hi.” Jin Woo quickly waved.
“Hey.” She grinned.
He opened the door for her, and placed a hand at the small of her back to guide her in. They chose a small table at the back of the café. She wasn’t classically beautiful and looked nothing like the Korean women he usually dated. “Anjula, what would you like?” He enjoyed the way her name rolled off his tongue.
She shrugged. “Nothing. I just wanted to see if memory served me correctly.” She shut her mouth with an audible snap.
Jin Woo leaned in close, invading her personal space. “Are you satisfied with your finding?”
She swayed closer, and inhaled. “Why, yes, I am, but don’t let me stop you from getting what you want.” She eased back and grinned like that Cheshire cat in a fairytale he once read.
“What do you think that might be?” His night was not going the way he expected, and her interest excited him. English was his second language; he had to think before he spoke. He took the seat opposite her to give him more time to respond.
“Oh, I don’t know; what would you usually get when you go out late at night to meet someone?”
His smile turned mischievous. “I will say sex would not be unexpected. But I don’t believe you to be that easy. Am I wrong?”
She tilted her head and smirked. “No, you’re right.”
“Tell me, then, if you could have anything tonight, what would it be?” His heart rate sped up in anticipation of her answer.
“Anything?” She pursed her lips. “I’m going to need a little time to think about this.”
“Take all the time you need.” Their verbal sparring was making his erection hard enough to crack stone. He shifted in his seat and took her hand. Jin Woo flipped her palm side up and skimmed his fingertips along the lines indented in her skin. “Looks like you will have an amazing life.” He brought her hand to his mouth, and brushed his lips against her knuckles.
“Are you a palm reader, Choi Jin Woo?” She tugged her hand free.
“No need to be so formal. No, but I am sure of my ability to satisfy a woman.” The waitress stepped up to their table.
Anjula’s smile deepened and she ducked her head. “I hear the coffee here is great.”
He looked up at the server. “Two coffees, please.”
“Thank you. I always pass this place on my way to work, but never actually stop.” She lifted her head.
She was captivating. That was it. “I come in all the time. A few of my students’ mothers work here. What do you do, Anjula?
“I’m a child psychologist. I have a small practice on Main. And what about you? You mentioned students, are you a teacher of some kind? What do you teach?
“I teach martial arts at Masters Academy for Martial Arts.”
“Masters?” Realization lit up her eyes. “Choi Jin Woo. Those studios are yours.”
He chuckled. “Most Americans don’t realize we say our surname first.”
“My best friend is Korean. Everything I learned about Korean culture I learned from her.”
“Interesting. Please tell me more about you.” The attendant set their drinks down in front of them and moved on to the customers a couple of tables away. He nodded his thanks.
Anjula told him about her practice. She told him about her pro bono work with underprivileged children. They talked about likes and dislikes, their enjoyment of the outdoors and open markets.
At one a.m., their waitress asked them to leave. It was already fifteen minutes past closing, the chairs had been put up, and the floors had been mopped. Another man clutching an apron in his fist waited at the entrance.
Jin Woo stood between her and the stranger as they left. Outside, they stopped at her car, and Anjula rested against the driver’s side. Jin Woo propped himself against the front panel, close enough to touch.
He ran his fingers down her cheek. “I would like to see you again.”
She lifted her chin. “Call me and maybe we can get together.”
“I would like to take you out for a proper date.” He dropped his hand.
“Didn’t we just have one?” One corner of her mouth lifted in a half smile.
“Okay, a longer one, then.” Jin Woo switched gears, easing closer. His mouth was inches from hers. “I want to kiss you,” he whispered.
Softly, he placed his lips against hers with just the slightest pressure and touched nothing but her mouth. He traced his tongue along the seam of her mouth. She opened for him, slipping her tongue past his teeth. Fresh cream and a hint of sweetness burst across his taste buds. He pulled away, tugging her bottom lip between his teeth before breaking off the kiss.
Jin Woo sighed against her mouth. If he continued, there was no way he would be able to stop touching her. His heart beat so quickly he could hear the thump in his ears. He gripped her shoulders and pulled her away from the vehicle. “You need to go home.”
She gazed up at him with wide eyes, and touched her lips.
“Call me when you get there.” He opened her door and urged her in before trotting past the car and crossing the street. Jinn Woo dug the cell out his pocket. He scrolled through his log and tapped her number. Shrill rings filled the ear piece.
He peered at her through the windshield. “I wanted to make sure my number was the first on your list.”
“All right.” She pulled onto the empty lane.
“Don’t forget to call me when you get home.” He wasn’t ready for the night to end.
“I won’t. Goodnight.”
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