Finest Jin

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"I have no idea how to plan a Korean wedding. Any chance your mom is really into planning parties, Tae and Hoseok pick my dress and I just have to show up?"

Jin laughed at me, waving at the train attendant to bring us menus. 

"I thought that every girl dreams of that day."

"Well, I have some ideas. But I don't know all the ins and outs of weddings here."

"Was your first wedding really fancy?"

"Nope. Justice of the Peace. Wearing t shirts and jeans. Then we went out for sushi."

Jin laughed even harder.

"You can't be serious." He watched me across the table, the landscape flying past the train window beside him.

"I am. I had a bad day. So he cheered me up by marrying me. We bought the license, they gave us a list of JPs, we called one named June Summer and gave her an address. It was his sisters' house. We didn't live in the city. Then we called his sister and told her we were getting married. That day. At her house."

SeokJin snorted, almost shooting water out of his nose as he drank. 

"What did she say?"

"That she was racing home to vacuum."

We both giggled at this. 

"Well, you deserve a big wedding this time."

"I don't actually want a big wedding. Just the people we love should be invited. Make it what we want. What do you want?"

"A big wedding."

I sat back, shaking my head. 

"Such a show off. If you like, I will stand at the altar and you can do the wedding march up the aisle."

"Tempting...but no. I want to watch you coming up the aisle to me." The waiter came and Jin quickly made selections for both of us, then refilled his water glass. "I'll hire a planner. They can walk you through it."

I agreed with a nod.

"So, where are we going?" 

Jin pulled the collar of his button-up shirt looser. 

"Just to oversee some financial affairs. Once we are wed, you need to approve my expenditures."

"It's your money, Jin-Ah. I am quite certain that you are capable of deciding how to spend it."

"We are partners now. We discuss it together."

"I have 10,000 won in my pocket right now. Want half?"

Jin kicked off a shoe and slid the toes of his foot up my inner thigh and wiggled it against my core.

"Behave yourself, Telly-Ah." His voice was low, looking at me beneath lowered brows. 

"Or what? Will you punish me?"

Jin sipped slowly, peering with a sultry stare over the rim of his glass. 

"Don't tempt me."

"Why not?" My own toes were creeping up his leg. "Everything about you tempts me, Jin-Ah."

The salads arrived already and both feet promptly dropped back to innocence. 

"Naughty girl," Jin whispered. "What would people say?"

I looked down at the big stomach that I could barely fit into the bench seat.

"I think our secret is out, my dear."