Holding her from behind, Taecyeon leaned his head over Yoona's shoulder as he tried to quickly analyze her expression. Her eyes were still wide open in surprise, and darted from the door back to his arms that covered her chest, and on to his hand that covered her mouth. He took a deep breath and held it. What to do?

He could feel her softness as his bare skin mingled with hers, his chest rubbed against her bare back, his upper thigh muscles tightened as her small round bottom brushed against them. The more she wriggled around, the more difficult it was for him to concentrate. He lowered his mouth to her ear and pleaded in a panic, "Look, I don't know who you are, or why you're here, but this isn't going to end well if you keep struggling. Where exactly are you going to run to in the state you're in?"

His voice was deep and husky, but tinged with warning. He smelled like coconut shampoo, soap, and... roses? His wet hair dripped on to her shoulder.

She couldn't believe the gall of this man! Was he actually trying to negotiate with her while they stood there, him buck naked, and she only wearing panties, a half slip, and her high heels? She tried slamming her elbow into his abdomen, but his entire body was taut and hard. It was like elbowing one of those big punching bags filled with sand. Although she did get a bit of satisfaction from his grunt, it quickly faded when she felt him squeeze her tighter, bringing her even closer, completing spooning her body against his own.

She immediately regretted the contact when she felt the hardness against her lower back. "Omo!" she froze, "What the hell was he thinking that would cause 'that' reaction?" She had no doubt that he was indeed a pervert!

He didn't know why, maybe it was because of her scent, maybe it was because of the pale, softness of her skin or it could just be the natural male reaction to having a near naked woman in his arms, but whatever the reason, he knew she had noticed what effect she had on him. She was dead still now, and he was immediately tempted to let the poor thing go.

BANG! The outer door resounded with a sharp kick, and Taecyeon could hear their calls. How in the world was he going to get out of this predicament?

"Please don't scream," he repeated. "I'm going to let you go now. "

Yoona nodded frantically and closed her eyes.

"Look," Taec rushed his words, "Keep your eyes closed, and I'll slip out, ok?"

He slowly, very carefully lifted his hand from over her mouth, clenching his own eyes closed, praying she wouldn't scream.

Nothing. Yet.

His eyes peeked open as he unwrapped his arms from around her chest, releasing her from the back hug, he took a step backwards, granting her freedom. Yoona kept her own arms wrapped around her chest, glanced down at the floor behind her, and without a second thought, she raised her left foot, and stabbed her high heel onto the top of Teacyeon's left foot.

"Uffff!" Taec groaned loudly as he grabbed his left foot and immediately hopped around, trying to keep from screaming in pain. His face was bright red from the effort, scowling at her. Curse words flew from his mouth, but in hushed, grinding tones. She was appalled at the sight of such a huge, naked man, crouched over as he hopped. She took in the broadness of his bare back, and involuntarily her eyes lowered to his rear, perfectly shaped, tight, and buck naked. He didn't have much more of a chance to scorn her, because she had already opened the dressing room door, and he noticed she leaned over to remove one of her high heels.

That was all the warning he needed to have him scamper out of the room, limping, and bending over at the same time, and with a final glare he looked over his shoulder, and saw her slam the door closed.

Just as Taec hopped into the bathroom, no sooner had he closed the door when the outer door burst open.

Taec barely had time to grab a towel, when the bathroom door pounded.

"Yoona!" Rain called out. "Are you in there?"

Changmin had rushed to the second door and knocked on it sharply. "Yoona-shii?"

Yoona called out in response, "Yes, I'm here!"

Hearing Yoona's voice, Rain threw the bathroom door open just in time to see Taecyeon standing there, with his lower torso wrapped in a towel, rubbing his left foot against his right calf.

"Hyung, what's going on? What's all this banging?"

Changmin turned to face Taecyeon, and both he and Rain sized him up and down, taking in his lack of clothing, and wet hair.

Yoona heard their voices on the other side of the door, and literally ran to the clothing rack and pulled down the skirt and jacket suit that matched her shoes. She hopped up and down as she slipped the skirt up her legs and over her hips, quickly zipping it up. She reached for the jacket and threw it over her shoulders, pushing her arms into the sleeves in record time. As she fumbled with the buttons she heard Changmin exclaim, "WHO ARE YOU?"

Taecyeon continued to rub his injured foot against his calf, and was perturbed by this stranger, demanding to know who he was. Firstly, how could he NOT know who 'Ok Taecyeon' was? He was famous! He was THE "Taec!" Did he live under a rock or in North Korea? Secondly, who the hell did he think he was, talking to him informally and in such a rude tone?

He countered Changmin's death glare with one of his own, and both of them locked eyes, without speaking, but volumes were communicated in that single moment. It was as though they were both trying to turn each other to stone with their distain. It was instant and mutual dislike.

Rain glanced into the bath room, seeing Taec's clothing strewn on the floor, and then glanced back at the dressing room door as it slowly opened.

Yoona stood there, and both Changmin and Rain turned to her. Her face was blushed, her hair hung softly down her shoulders, and her long legs were emphasized in the short mini skirt suit and tall high heels she wore. She was naturally pretty.

Before she had a chance to step out, Changmin stepped in to the dressing room immediately, guiding her shoulders back into the room. No way was he going to let her see that half naked, oversized man standing there in the side doorway.

"Changmin Shim?" she asked him as he guided her backwards, "What's wrong? Why were you yelling my name?"

He studied her face for any hint of trouble.

"Yoona-shii," he said to her firmly, replacing her question with his own, "Are you ok?"

"Why?" she asked him, "Why wouldn't I be ok?"

Rain pushed Taec back into the bathroom and closed the door behind them.

"What the hell are you doing bathing here when you're supposed to be in a meeting!"

Taecyeon shrugged in feigned innocence, and replied, "Hyung, it was a long flight!"

As Rain continued to reprimand Taecyeon, Changmin found his opportunity. He patted her shoulders in relief that she seemed to be fine and nodded his head in direction of the door.

"Let's go to the meeting room, I think we both need coffee."

While they made their way back to the meeting room, Changmin watched Yoona's expression relax a bit, but it definitely seemed like she was hiding something. Maybe it was his own imagination, after all he barely knew the girl. He shook his head at himself in silence, realizing that he was in no position to try and understand her expressions. He told himself he would have done the same thing for any defenseless woman placed in this situation. He wasn't protecting Yoona, he was being a gentleman. Right?

He wasn't sure which bothered him more, remembering the broad, bare-chested idiot that stood in the doorway or the thought of himself, acting abnormally concerned for this girl who he barely knew.

"Why didn't you answer us, when we called your name?"

"Because I had the blow dryer on and didn't hear you."

Changmin considered this and then nodded.

"What was so urgent?" Yoona asked, "Is there trouble?"

She had to keep this act up. Her mind was spinning and her heart was still racing. She couldn't think straight yet, and was trying to make sense of what had happened. What on earth could have been the reason that a naked man was in her dressing room? And not just any naked man, but the top male model in the world. Most women would have given their eye teeth to have switched places with her, and she would gladly have agreed! But it still didn't make sense. How did that happen?

"Maybe he is a closet sex addict," Yoona pondered. "Or maybe he's some sort of exhibitionist freak…"

And what did he mean when he asked "Did Hyung send you?" Was he used to having naked women waiting for him in his dressing room?

No matter how she looked at it, she couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

All she knew for sure was that since it didn't even make sense to her, there was no way it would ever make sense to anyone else. She HAD to keep this under wraps! She had to make sure that creep never breathed a word of this!

She began to consider how to approach this when Changmin interrupted her thoughts.

"Hello?" he studied her face and saw the exact moment when she clicked back into their conversation.

"Huh?"

"I asked you if you like working here?"

Yoona's face reddened involuntarily, and she looked down rather than into his eyes.

"What's not to like?" she asked.

"So you like being surrounded by all this… " Changmin motioned to the male model posters on the hallway walls they passed.

"I don't deal with the models," Yoona answered, "I deal directly with Director Jihoon-shii."

As they entered Rain's office, Changmin walked over to the credenza and poured two coffees.

"Whatever it is he wants, I don't fit in here." Changmin knew he would immediately decline whatever offer or request that was made of him today, because this was the last place on earth he would ever want to work as a photographer. It represented everything he loathed. Modeling and advertising was all about plastic and money, and he disregarded both.

"It doesn't hurt to listen, does it?" Yoona was glad he had kept his promise and showed up for the appointment, and was finally beginning to feel the flow of adrenalin decrease back to normal.

She looked down at her feet and felt a wave of delight fill her. Her new shoes were gorgeous!

She walked over to a chair, sat down and crossed one leg over the other. She couldn't help but smile at how shiny and pretty they were! Subconsciously she pointed her toe outward, and lightly swung her foot, watching the gleam of the leather.

Changmin snorted as he walked up to the table, and sat next to her. She was a girly girl after all. The last few times he had seen her, she had on a simple sundress and then jeans. She might actually look officially "business like" if it weren't for the silly grin she had on her face as she moved her foot too and fro.

Without warning she gazed up at him suddenly, with a childlike look of anticipation. She cleared her throat. "Ahem," as she waved her foot slightly a bit higher than before.

Changmin pretended not to notice. He looked down into his coffee cup and took a long swig.

"Mmm," he commented, "Now that's just what the doctor ordered."

Yoona frowned.

Why didn't he notice how cute her shoes were? Was he blind?

She stood up slowly, straightening her skirt, flattening it on her legs, and picked up her coffee cup. She purposely took very long, slow strides over to the credenza to pick up a sugar packet. When she reached for it, she playfully lifted one leg up, bending it, and then bringing it back down and tapping it loudly on the floor when she retrieved the sugar.

She turned her head in his direction and he had looked back down into his coffee cup just in time.

Frustrated, Yoona marched back to the table, placed the cup on it, and gently flopped back onto her seat. He was obviously one of 'those' men... the kind that never notices anything important, like brand new shiny designer shoes!

Instead of crossing her legs, she clasped her knees together and wrapped each leg behind the chair, resting her feet on the bottom by the wheels. Now she looked like she was 13. He chuckled inwardly at her. Yoona was a breath of fresh air.

He was about to give himself up, and compliment her on the shoes when the office door opened and Director Jihoon and his top model entered.

Changmin straightened in his seat, extending his posture to his full height. Yoona on the other hand appeared to sink down lower in her seat, and wheeled her chair in a position where she was closer to Changmin.

The action did not go unnoticed by either Taec or Changmin.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Jihoon apologized. "Now that everyone is here, we can get started."

Taecyeon wore a dark blue pair of dress slacks, that had a sheen to them. His shirt was white, long sleeve business attire, except several top buttons were unclasped. Atop the dress shirt was a beige vest, completely unbottoned.

He noticed the young woman was looking down into her coffee cup, not even acknowledging his presence. He walked over to the table and sat directly across from. Changmin noted that he had a slight limp as he walked.

"Yoona Im and Changmin Shim, this is Taecyeon Ok, otherwise known as Taec." Jihoon introduced.

Changmin nodded without a word, but with an obvious look of disdain.

"I know," said Yoona.

"Oh, you've met before?" Jihoon asked.

Taec cleared his throat and smirked at her, daring her to reveal anything.

Yoona looked up from her coffee and shot him a threatening glare, wanting to burn that grin off his face.

"Oh," Yoona answered, "I've seen him on the bus before."

"The bus?" Jihoon asked.

"Yeah, wrapped around the bus like a kimbab."

Changmin chuckled.

Rain smiled as he nodded at Yoona. She had sass. She would need it.

He reached over to a remote control, tapping it, and automatic shades dropped down from the top of the windows, dimming the room slowly. Another click and a 96" HD LCD display illuminated from the wall behind Taeceyon. One more click and several scenic shots appeared on the screen. As they shuffled through the shots, Rain explained, "These are shots that we've done for all the major brands and designers. And although they are good, they aren't great. They aren't unique."

He looked directly at Changmin as he spoke.

"These shots could have been taken by any one in our industry. They aren't memorable."

Taecyeon looked at his hyung, wondering where he was going with this presentation. Several photos later he noticed himself in the shots and grinned. Now we're talking!

Rain continued, "And these shots ... what do they bring to mind?"

Taecyeon didn't hesitate in answering, "One handsome devil!"

Yoona rolled her eyes and Changmin ignored the statement completely.

"Besides the 'handsome devil' in the photograph, what else do you see?"

Yoona studied it and realized that she had no idea what was supposed be advertised. Was it his suit? Was it a watch? His shoes?

"What would you say if I told you this was a cologne ad?"

Changmin snorted loudly. "I'd say that it better have a scratch and sniff tab on it."

"My point exactly!" Rain slammed his palm down on the table, making Yoona jump unexpectedly.

"There is no awareness here in this photograph. In marketing they call it: Awareness and Consideration. Simply put, it means as soon as you see the ad, it sticks with you, and you remember it. You associate the product with the ad."

He turned the TV off and clicked on the button for the shades to rise.

"Everyone wants Taec in their ads, and that's a problem."

"Why?" Taecyeon didn't look very happy.

"Because you're in so many, that everyone forgets what you're advertising! Of course the consumers want to see you, but when they get to the stores they ask for that product that "Taec" advertised. Not the name. And therein lies the problem."

"I don't see how this concerns me," Changmin said, almost impatiently.

"You're my secret weapon, Changmin Shim."

"Hyung!" Taec said a bit too loud. "He's not even model material! Look at his nose, it's way too big. And those eyes, they are ... uneven! And his ears!"

"His ears aren't half the size of yours," Yoona almost hummed as she looked at Changmin's ears, and smiled. "As a matter of fact, he has very nice ears." Changmin's eyebrows scrunched together as he turned to face her.

"Pabo!" Rain scolded Taecyeon, "He won't be a model! He is a photographer. He's a damn good one too!"

"I don't photograph models," Changmin retorted, looking directly at Taecyeon, "Especially not uppity egotists."

"That's exactly why I want you! You've got prospective that no one in our industry has! When I look at your photographs, they are embedded in my mind forever!"

"No thanks," Changmin stood, slightly bowing at Jihoon and then nodded at Yoona.

She looked at Rain and then back at Changmin. She didn't want him to leave. She agreed with her director... he was incredibly talented.

"But you haven't even heard my offer. It will pay you better than you could ever wish for... "

"Doesn't matter to me," Changmin shrugged and turned to walk toward the door.

"I'll send you around the world. You'll visit places you have only seen in your dreams."

Changmin stopped and although his body faced the door, his head turned slightly in Rain's direction. He considered what the man just said. This was something he had always wanted to do... and would probably never have another chance.

"But I'd have to shoot models?"

"Now who's being uppity," Taec mumbled.

"Well yes," Rain chuckled, "I know... that's the downside for you. The upside? You'll travel expense-free, stay at four star hotels, eat the finest foods, and see the world."

Changmin turned around and glanced at the three still at the table. Yoona was beaming. The mention of world travel had her almost floating out of her seat. He smiled at her when he noticed her expression. The smile caught Rain's attention.

"Oh, and did I mention," he looked at Yoona, "My assistant Yoona will be traveling with you?"

Now she did pop out of her seat.

"I will?" she exclaimed, afire with excitement. This was news to her! But welcomed news! Move over world, Yoona is coming!

Changmin shook his head. She was irrestible. He'd have to be careful of this one.

"I'll think about it," he said and bowed again and headed to the door.

"Yoona, see Mr. Shim out please."

As she walked behind Changmin, Taecyeon looked down at her feet. Those were the weapons of destruction that made him limp! Thanks to those heels, he would have a huge, knotted bruise on the top of his left foot.

Just as she reached the door, he called out to her, "Nice shoes!"

She turned around immediately with a huge smile on her face, the fact that SOMEONE actually noticed these prized heels! "Oh," she said with gratitude, "Thank..." then she noticed his snarky smirk and remembered what she had done to him with those shoes.

Heat filled her being from head to toe, and she took a deep breath. Changmin noticed the change in her demeanor and watched as she raised her foot and stomped it into the floor.

"Yes, they aren't, aren't they?" Her eyes shot lasers at Taecyeon. She tapped her toes a few times for emphasis, and then turned back to Changmin, raising her hand to his back, lightly touching it, to indicate they should leave.

So that's how it is, is it? Taec thought to himself, "So she fancies Cameraboy."

"I know what you're thinking," Jihoon said to Taec, "And don't even think about."