Chapter 2
Oh my God.
That was the only phrase that ran through Chaeyoung’s head as she drove Jennie and herself home so they could get her clothes. What a day. That's all she could say.
Jennie kissed her. She kissed her. And even worse, Chaeyoung kissed her back! She didn't know what she'd been thinking, but she sure as hell knew what she was thinking now. What had she done!? She'd cheated on her boyfriend and kissed an enemy all in one go. She'd cheated herself, because she'd warned herself from the get-go not to get attracted to Jennie. And what happened? She ended up having the hottest make out session of her life with her. What was wrong with her?
Awkward silence loomed between them. They had barely exchanged a single word since they'd said goodbye to Will and escaped to the car. Now, fifteen minutes later, they couldn't even look at each other.
Chaeyoung wanted to though. She really, really wanted to. She wanted to whip off her seatbelt and climb into Jennie’s lap, straddle those narrow hips and kiss her until they couldn’t even remember their names anymore. She had to clench her hands on the steering wheel so she wouldn't reach for her. Why was she so attracted to her? The worst part about was that it wasn’t even just sexual attraction. Jennie, despite all Chaeyoung’s bluster regarding how annoying she was, was also, damn it all, a good person. Chaeyoung could tell by how she interacted with everyone who wasn’t her. Jennie’s little cousins adored her, her older cousins admired her, and even the animals on the ranch were all nice to her, unlike the cats that hissed and dogs that barked when Chaeyoung was near, the chickens that tried to peck her, the goats that tried to head-butt her, the majority of the horses who reared their heads in a scary way, and the cows that just stared at her. Jennie was hard-working and funny, and on the very, very rare times her smile was directed Chaeyoung’s way, it made Chaeyoung’s insides flutter.
She was fucking frustrating.
A fresh wave of panic washed over Chaeyoung as she pulled into the drive of one of her two summer houses. Oh no. She and Jennie couldn't go in there, alone. A dark, empty house? She shivered as she thought of it. Jennie’s mouth had been hot, hard, demanding, every bit as hungry as Chaeyoung’s had been. Her hands—
No.
Quickly, Chaeyoung opened the door and slipped out of the car before Jennie could notice her trembling. Jennie silently followed her into the house and up to the stairs. Once they reached the bedroom door, Chaeyoung opened the door and then half closed it so Jennie wouldn't follow, and told her, "Um...I don't think it'd be appropriate for you to change in here, so I'm going to grab them for you..."
Jennie nodded at once. "Yeah, yeah.”
But Chaeyoung only walked two strides when she heard the door snap shut. She turned to see Jennie standing there, hidden in the shadows while she stood in the moonlight pouring in from the window, feeling extremely vulnerable and at-edge.
"What are you doing?" she said immediately, her eyes wide.
"We need to talk, Chaeyoung." Chaeyoung blinked when Jennie said her name. She liked the sound of it leaving her lips far too much.
"About what?" she said nervously, trying to stall.
"Don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about. We kissed back there."
Okay, time to change tactics. Chaeyoung switched to cool and composed. She folded her arms over her chest. "So? It's just a kiss."
"You know that wasn't just a kiss," said Jennie, stepping forward. "You—"
"Either way," Chaeyoung cut across her, "It won't happen again. All right?" When Jennie only looked at her, Chaeyoung added, "It would never work out between us, Jennie."
