FIFTY SHADES OF JEON || BOOK 2 JIKOOK ✅ (18*)

21

JIMIN POV

Fuck! Is that it? I squint through the tinted windshield to see who's driving but I see nothing.

"Keep your eyes on the road, baby," he says gently, not in the trucu-lent tone he normally uses where my driving is concerned.

Get a grip! I mentally slap myself to subdue the dread that's threatening to swamp me.

Suppose whoever's following us is armed?

Armed and after Jungkook! Shit! I'm hit by a wave of nausea.

"How do we know we're being followed?" My voice is a breathy, squeaky, whisper.

"The Dodge behind us has false license plates."

How does he know that?

I signal as we approach the 520 from the on-ramp.

It's late afternoon and although the rain has stopped, the road way is wet. Fortunately, the traffic is reasonably light.

Ray's voice echoes in my head from one of his many self-defense lectures.

"It's the panic that's gonna kill you or get you seriously hurt." I take a deep breath, trying to bring my breathing under control Whoever is following us is after Jungkook.

As I take another deep steadying breath, my mind begins to clear and my stomach settles.

I have to keep Jungkook safe.

I wanted to drive this car and I wanted to drive it fast.

Well, here's my chance.

I grip the steering wheel and take a final glance in my rearview mirror.

The Dodge is closing on us.

I slow right down, ignoring Jungkook's sudden panicked glance at me and time my entrance on to the 520 so that the Dodge has to slow and stop to wait for a gap in the traffic.

I drop a gear and floor it.

The R8 shoots forward, slamming us both into the backs of our seats. The speedometer whips up to seventy-five miles per hour.

"Steady, baby." Jungkook says calmly, though I'm sure he's anything but calm.

I weave between the two lines of traffic like a black counter in a game of checkers, effectively jumping the cars and trucks.

We're so close to the lake on this bridge, it's as if we're driving on the water.

I studiously ignore the angry, disapproving looks from other drivers.

Jungkook clutches his hands together in his lap, keeping as still as possible and in spite of my fevered thoughts, I wonder vaguely if he's doing it so he doesn't distract me.

"Good boy." he breathes in encouragement.

He glances behind him. "I can't see the Dodge."

"We're right behind the unsub, Boss." Sawyer's voice comes through the hands-free.

"He's trying to catch up with you sir, We're going to try and come alongside, put ourselves between your car and the Dodge."

Unsub? What does that mean?

"Good Mr Jeon is doing well."

"At this rate, provided the traffic remains light and from what I can see it is-we'll be off the bridge in a few minutes."

We flash past the bridge control tower and I know we're half way across Lake Washington.

When I check my speed, I'm still doing seventy-five.