The Escort S2

Part 25: Fire on fire

"Okay, Jin, I have to go now."

"Hey, wait—"

I hang up and rush up the stairs. I'm on fire and I don't know why. I trust him. I think I just wanted to know that they were more than just casual friends.

I come thundering into the room. "Jungkook!"

"Babe, you sound upset and why are you calling me Jungkook?" He says as he walks out of the bathroom shirtless with black pajama bottoms that hang onto his hips with a perfect fit. Damn he's so fine. I swallow as I'm momentarily distracted by my man's hot ass body and rippling muscles. I've always been so weak for his muscles.

"Oh, I know what this is about," he speaks. "Namjoon called me just as I got to the bedroom." What? I completely forgot about that. "I know that tone, babe, but you and Jin got what you wanted, and I like Namjoon's ideas. Good luck with that asshole." This is the part where I would tell Kookie not to call Chanyeol nasty names, but my attention is pulled somewhere else. The loose-fitting fabric around his crotch.

He rakes his fingers through his wet hair and a droplet drips down his neck and slowly travels to his broad chest and over his left nipple. I shake my head to overcome and resist the urge to lick his nipple. Oh God. Focus, Tae.

Why do I so quickly become a mushy mess of love for this man? Well, as long as I keep my distance, hopefully he won't touch me. I focus on the offense committed and power forward. "Why is it that I have to hear from Jin that Jae was your ex?"

"What?"

"Yeah, you two used to... to... you know what I mean!" He stares a me like my head is missing.

"So now my sexy naughty mouth hubby is having difficulty with using naughty language?

"We're not married yet," I hiss.

"Yes, we are, as far as I'm concerned. We just have to file the paperwork." I don't want to, but I chuckle.

"Baby, yes, we fucked. I was in college. I fucked a lot of guys in those days, and you know that. That was a long time ago. I didn't tell you because I didn't think it mattered."

"Kookie, we tell each other everything."

"Do we?" That stings.

"What the hell does that mean?" I open my mouth and slowly close it, realizing I am without a defense.

"Look at you. Oh, aren't you the cutest little squishy ball of jealousy?" What? Jealous? He reaches over and pinches my cheek.

"I'm not a squishy ball of jealousy." I pout.

"Look at that cute little pout." My goodness, I am jealous. Jae's very handsome and I can tell from his speech and mannerisms he comes from wealth and privilege. He's also smart. Oh God, this won't do. I sigh and whisper with a lowered head.

"And you wanted him at one time?" My eyes divert down. "You're right. I-I was jealous. Now that I stand here, Kookie, I feel like such a damn fool." I cover my face with a hand and shake my head. Slowly he removes my hand and gently kisses my wrist.

"You're adorable and I love you, Tae. I should have mentioned it and I'm sorry. And, babe, I don't care about anything Jae or any other man has, I will always choose you." My heart flutters.

"I know Kookie, but I got swept in the moment, hearing Jin call him your ex."

"Baby, why are you feeling so insecure? This is not you."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I just know with Jimin's missing Yoongi and poor Lisa's sad story of never having anyone be good to her...I'm just reminded of how lucky I am, and I felt possessive of my good man." He listened in that special way, and I feel so loved and seen.