Rain splattered against the windshield, evergreens blurring past as Roseanne drove down I-90, heading east to Snoqualmie.
Jungkook and Taehyung's joint bachelor-bachelorette extravaganza-Taehyung's word, not Roseanne's (extravaganza made her think of the annual mattress sale at the furniture store off State Route 410)-was taking place at Salish Lodge; Spa, a resort getaway half an hour outside of Seattle, halfway between the city and the ski summit. They'd be spending two nights-Wednesday and Thursday-at the lodge, before heading back to the city in time for the rehearsal dinner on Friday night and the wedding the following day.
In the passenger seat of Roseanne's Subaru Outback-it had all-wheel drive, unlike Jennie's Toyota Camry-Jennie stared at her phone, rattling off facts about the lodge where they'd be staying. "Ooh, get this. Every guest room has a gas fireplace-fancy-a shower with dual heads, and an oversized soaking tub. And there's an on-site herb garden and . . . ooh, there's an apiary that provides honey for both of the lodge's restaurants and the spa."
"Mm." Roseanne sped up, passing a minivan going ten below the speed limit.
"Let's see . . . award-winning spa . . . steam room, sauna, soaking pools are available by appointment," Jennie read from the site. "Fitness massage, tranquillity massage, hot stone massage . . ."
That all sounded fantastic, but Roseanne had too much to do to simply send the next two days relaxing in a spa. She needed to follow up with the vendors, make sure the final payments had been received by the suppliers, and deliver the final head count to the caterer for the rehearsal dinner and the reception. All of which she could do from the lodge, but she'd packed her laptop and double-checked the resort had reliable Wi-Fi for a reason.
"Hey." Jennie waved her fingers, frowning softly. "Where'd you go?"
"Sorry." Roseanne smiled and shook her head. "I'm just thinking about everything I still have to do with vendors and suppliers and . . . I don't know. I-maybe I shouldn't have agreed to come. There's just so much and-"
"Hey, whoa." Jennie swivelled in her seat the best she could with the seat belt strapped across her body. "Taehyung and Jungkook invited you."
"Right, and relaxing right now should be their number one priority," Roseanne said, eyes flitting between the road and her rear-view mirror as she changed lanes. "My priority is making sure their wedding goes off without a hitch."
"And you totally will," Jennie said. "But I'm pretty sure you can squeeze in a massage, too."
Roseanne hummed under her breath and rolled out her shoulders. "A massage does sound nice."
Jennie looked over at her and smiled. "If you needed a massage, you could've just asked." Her brows wiggled. "I'm good with my hands."
Roseanne's face heated at the memory of Jennie using her hands to edge Roseanne for what felt like an hour, driving her to the point of babbling and begging until finally Jennie had wrung four orgasms from Roseanne before relenting, leaving her a puddle of goo.
"That you are," Roseanne agreed, voice a touch breathless.
Jennie's smirked and turned her attention back to her screen.
Roseanne reached for her bottle of water, suddenly parched. She flipped the rubbery straw up on her Camelback and took a long drink, eyes flitting away from the road briefly to return the bottle to the cup holder.
On the centre console, Jennie's hand rested, slightly cupped, fingers curled toward her palm, facing up. Roseanne had a sudden, jarring flashback to seventh grade, when she'd gone out on her first date to the movies with Jeong Jaehyun , a boy who'd had a sweet smile and an unfortunate floppy bowl cut that made him look like a cute mushroom. They'd gone to see some cheesy action movie and sat dead center in the theater. He'd rested his hand on the armrest and stared, not at the screen, but at Roseanne, until she'd gotten the hint and slipped her hand into his, his palm damp and warm and oddly sticky.
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Count Your Lucky Stars •CHAENNIE•
RomanceJennie Kim doesn't do relationships. She tried and it blew up in her face, so she'll stick with casual hook-ups, thank you very much. But now her entire crew has found "the one" and she's beginning to feel like a fifth wheel. And then fate (the hear...