Jungkook thought it better to keep his thoughts to himself, and they drove home in silence. Why did she have to throw that little barb at him? As they pulled into the driveway, he reminded Kathy that he had to give yn a ride home.
Kathy snorted and then told him that he better not forget to pay her and not to wake her up when he got back. She grabbed her coat and went into the house in front of him, said a quick good-night and thank you to yn and disappeared up the stairs.
Jungkook followed her in the door, fished some cash out of his pocket and handed it to yn. She was just slipping on her flip-flops and smiling at him. She wasn't wearing her cardigan.
"How were the kids?"
"They were perfect angels, just like always."
"No problems?"
"Of course not, Mr. Jeon," she said. "They love me and you know that I love them."
Jungkook thought that an odd response. "Well...you know we both adore you and thank you for watching them. Kathy was exhausted or she would have told you herself."
"Oh, there's no need to apologize for her, Mr. Jeon," yn answered.
That was another strange response. Jungkook was tired, though and didn't let his mind linger on it. "Are you ready?"
"Oh, yes. I'm totally ready." Yn grinned at him.
Jungkook tried not to stare. Was she thrusting her chest out further on purpose? Her flat stomach was showing between the bottom of her shirt and her tight pants. Jungkook wondered if she was ever able to tuck her shirts in.
Jungkook looked away and opened the door letting yn exit first. They got in the car and Jungkook started the long drive to yn's house. She had been their babysitter for the past three years and that first year, Kathy and Jungkook took turns driving her home. It had been awhile since Jungkook had been alone in the car with her and he was having trouble finding something to say.
Yn saved him the trouble. "How was the opera Mr. Jeon?"
Jungkook could feel her gaze on him. "Oh it was fine," he lied. "Well, Kathy enjoyed it a lot more than I did."
"I bet," yn replied. "I'm sure you would have been much happier at a Foo Fighters or Def Tones concert."
"How...really...you like the Foo Fighters?" he asked, wondering how she had come to mention two of his favorite bands.
"Yes. I love both of them, and I know you do too. You're really funny."
"I try," Jungkook replied, feeling out of some kind of loop.
"I was looking through your CDs on the stereo," yn finished, laughing. "You always get nervous around me."
There, she had said it. Yn had come out with one of those cold hard truths that most people don't talk about openly.
"Don't say that. I...I don't," Jungkook fumbled over his words. Who was the adult here?
"I'm just kidding with you. You're turning all red by the way," she replied.
Jungkook knew that he was turning red. This conversation was making it hard to concentrate on driving up the winding country road to yn's house. A flash of movement to one side, caught his eye and he realized he should have been paying more attention to the road.
A deer darted out from the trees and in front of Jungkook's car. He barely had time to brake and steer to avoid it. He managed to miss the deer but slid his car off of the road and into some brush on the side. Yn screamed as the car came to a stop.
Jungkook's heart was racing. He reached across to grab yn's arm and accidentally brushed one of her enormous boobs.
"Oh, my fucking God!" she exclaimed, breathing hard and looking over at Jungkook.
"Are you okay?" he asked, staring into her big eyes.
"Yes," yn mouthed, without making a sound, staring back so hard at Jungkook that it almost hurt him to turn away.
Jungkook's eyes drifted down to yn's heaving chest as she fought to control her breathing. It was mesmerizing.
"We're okay," Jungkook said, lifting his gaze back to her eyes.
He squeezed her hand a little too hard. "We're okay," he said again.
Yn nodded and squeezed back. Her little hand felt so warm and her skin felt electric against his.
Jungkook pulled his hands away as if they were burned.
"Let's see if I can get us out of here." He looked away from her, placing all of his concentration onto restarting the car. Jungkook was certain that if he had kept gazing into yn's eyes and squeezing her hands, he would have leaned over and kissed her, or more.
