After I bring Tae's luggage up from the lower level, I realize that I need to be clear with Mrs. Chin about Tae's role in my life and especially in the kitchen. I know how important this is for him. I'm no fool and, so far, he's handled it quite well I think, as I look over seeing him biting his lip with tired eyes. This situation could go bad very quickly.
"Mrs. Chin, Tae will be doing some cooking also and helping you." A soft smile moves across my baby's weary face reacting to my support.
"No, no it's my kitchen." Mrs. Chin says and suddenly Tae's face flattens. This is not going to be as easy as I thought. "I do all the cooking and I don't need any help. I've been cooking for this family for almost 50 years." She then raises her chin and gives Tae a not too subtle overview from head to toe. "You need to eat and not cook." She then leaves. I clear my throat lightly and turn to Tae, pushing myself hard to raise a smile as Mrs. Chin has won round one.
"Tae, babe, in time you'll get along fine. It's just an adjustment for her and, uh, you." Tae scoffs as a smile shadowed his lips.
"She's something else, and I'm sure will get along just dandy once I get to know my kitchen." Oh fuck.
"Tae, be patient. Mrs. Chin was my mother's housekeeper and she –"
"Do you think I fuckin need to hear her Jeon family resume again, because I don't?!" Oh God, it's worse than I thought.
"Baby, she's a bit territorial, that's all." Tae steps in close with a face void of emotion. However, I'm pretty sure what he's feeling seeing the tenseness in his jaw and two clenched fists.
"I'm your fiancé and she better step the fuck back or I'll show her territorial." My mind searches rapidly to find a distraction. I take his hand and lead him to the kitchen. As we enter, he stops dead in his tracks, bringing a hand to his mouth with bulging eyes.
"Kookie, it's spectacular!" And then I see it. That big beautiful boxy smile that is life. He moves around running his hand over the quartz stone island and extended counter tops. Next, he moves to the eight-burner stove with double ovens, then dishwasher, microwave, and refrigerator. "Nice Kookie, very nice. Kitchens are my favorite place in a home." I smile as my chest warms hearing him use the word home.
"Yes, Tae, it's our home."
"Yep. Now show me my next favorite room, the bedroom." Mmm, I love the way he said that. "I'm tired and need to lay down for a while. But first I want to see my new closet and put my things away."
"Sure, baby."
I do a quick tour of the home before we enter our bedroom. "Kookie, my entire condo could fit in this living area alone. I'm looking forward to entertaining." I grin goofily with his eyes moving over every artistic touch. "I see you had an excellent designer."
"Of course, I did." We both chuckle as we enter the bedroom. Tae looks around the room and out comes his smile. "This room is wonderful, babe. I love those red chairs. I think we can get really naughty over there." He giggles and winks at me. I'm certainly feeling the heat. Especially since things warmed up earlier on the way home. With all of this travel prep and planning it's been almost a week since we've enjoyed some sexy intimate fun. That's a lifetime for us.
"Ooh baby, let's get naughty now!" I squeeze his perky ass. He giggles again which is not the response I was hoping for.
"Now, now you horny bunny. Didn't you have a little taste like thirty minutes ago?"
"Yeah, the appetizer. I'm waiting for my meal with dessert." Again, he giggles.
"Later, baby, okay." I sigh in disappointment.
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The Escort: A Taekook Love Story, Season One
FanfictionThe Billionaire meets the Escort. Tae has nearly met all his goals after working three years for The Agency, a high class exclusive Escort service. He gleefully accepts his final job and final client. This isn't a normal job, dinner and hot sex, bu...