{BOOK TWO}...Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook has broken off their relationship to start a new career with a Seattle publishing house.
But desire for Taehyung...
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Jungkook P.O.V.
I find Jaehyun at the counter, eating a bowl of cereal. I can't help but flush when I see him.
He knows I've spent the night with Taehyung. Why do I suddenly feel so shy? It's not as if I'm naked or anything. I'm wearing my robe with my silk pajama set underneath.
"Morning, Jaehyun," I smile, brazening it out.
"Hey, Kook!" His face lights up, genuinely pleased to see me. There's no hint of teasing or salacious contempt in his expression.
"Sleep well?" I ask.
"Sure. Some view from up here."
"Yeah. It's pretty special." Like the owner of this apartment. "Want a real man's breakfast?" I tease.
"Love some."
"It's Taehyung's birthday today - I'm making him breakfast in bed."
"He awake?"
"No, I think he's fried from yesterday." I quickly glance away from him and head to the fridge so he can't see my blush. Jeez, it's only Jaehyun. When I take the eggs and bacon out of the fridge, Jaehyun is grinning at me.
"You really like him, don't you?"
I purse my lips. "I love him, Jaehyun."
His eyes widen momentarily then he grins. "What's not to love?" he asks gesturing round the great room.
I scowl at him. "Gee, thanks!"
"Hey, Kook, just kidding."
Hmm... will I always have this leveled at me? That I'm marrying Taehyung for his money?
"Seriously, I'm kidding. You've never been that kind of guy."
"Omelet good for you?" I ask, changing the subject. I don't want to argue.
"Sure."
"And me," Taehyung says as he saunters into the great room. Holy fuck, he's wearing only pajama bottoms that hang in that totally hot way off his hips -Jeez!
"Jaehyun." He nods.
"Taehyung." Jaehyun returns his nod solemnly.
Taehyung turns to me and smirks as I stare. He's done this on purpose. I narrow my eyes at him, desperately trying to recover my equilibrium, and Taehyung's expression alters subtly. He knows that I know what he's up to, and he doesn't care.
"I was going to bring you breakfast in bed."
Swaggering over, he wraps his arm around me, tilts my chin up, and plants a loud wet kiss on my lips. Very unTaehyung!
"Good morning, Jungkook," he says. I want to scowl at him and tell him to behave - but it's his birthday. I flush. Why is he so territorial?
"Good morning, Taehyung. Happy birthday." I give him a smile, and he smirks at me.
