Dirty little secret~Jungkook&Seokjin

Chapter twelve

Seokjin's POV

She looks at me. Oh my god, I am such an idiot. Why the fuck did I say that for?

"What?" she questions

She's looking up at me, her lips slightly parted in shock. Her bright green eyes, dark in the dim light are focused sharply on mine. But the thing I notice most isnt whats in them--surprise, disbelief, curiosity, maybe a little anger—it's what's not. Judgment. Disdain. Horror. None of the things I've so often seen in people's eyes when I've had to tell them about it.

Now I want to kiss her even more.

Damn you! You just get more and more appealing.

"What? you arent surprised?" I say, unable to keep the slight trace of bitterness from my voice.

She surprises me with a grin and a dubious look. "I think we've clearly established that I'm nothing like the people you normally associate with."

I laugh. And it's genuine. "Yeah, I guess we have."

"I dont understand though?"

I shrug

She lays a hand on my shoulder "Wanna talk about it?"

"I just dont think I love her anymore. Like thats...it" I laugh awkwardly

"You're still together though... why?"

"If I break it off with her. Ill get fired from my job"

She squints her eyes. "Bull. You cant get fired for breaking up with someone"

"I can if the manager is her father"

She sighs.

"It must be more than that for you to want to tell me about it."

Perceptive. She's as smart as she is beautiful. And probably doesn't think she's either one.

"Maybe. I don't know. I don't even know why I brought it up." I look out at the twinkling city lights. Now I feel like a fool for mentioning it. Why did I even say that?

"You know you can talk to me...whenever"

"Yeah I know but Ellie is a part of my career. I cant end it because I..... I'm feeling different?"

She narrows her eyes on me, sizing me up. "You're not the kind of guy to leave a girl hanging, are you?"

Although she seems sweet and innocent and shy, at times she seems ready to participate in a much more intimate and dangerous game. I know I shouldn't be thinking about games or misery or anything else concerning her. But damn if I'm not! "I dont understand why you haven't spoken to her about it"

I shrug "Afraid"

"Of what?"

"Getting fired. Loosing everything I've worked for. Loosing my home?"

She sighs "Dont worry about that. You can always get a new job"

Her hair was blowing with the slight breeze and I couldnt help myself, I reached out and brushed her hair from her eyes to between her ear. I slide my hand into her hair to hold it back as I bury my face in the lightly scented skin of her neck.

Her arms latch onto my forearms.

I lean back and look down into her face. Her lids are heavy over her dazzling eyes and her cheeks are flushed with everything that's happening between us. She doesn't want to stop either.

There's no doubt in my mind.

I slam my lips onto hers. I give no thought to where I am or the girlfriend whose father I work for. I can't think past how badly I want to be inside the tight, hot body of the girl in my arms.

But why? Why do I want her so bad? No answer comes to mind. All thought seems to shut down when she wraps her arms around me and I feel those fingernails dig in.

I groan into her mouth. She leans into me, like she can't get close enough. I turn her around and press her back to the wall.

My body is plastered to her length.

Without breaking contact with her lips, I bend to pick her up and carry her to one of the chaise lounges away from the elevator doors. I lay her on it, stretched out full length, and I straighten to look down at her.

Her knees are slightly bent, giving me a sneak peek of her slim ankles. My attention doesn't stray from there. Dropping to my knees, I press my lips to the top of her foot, pushing the material of her dress up as I make my way to her calf.

My palm skates lightly over her smooth skin, pushing her dress along, as I lick and kiss a trail to her knee then to the inside of her thigh. She spreads her legs the tiniest bit.

An invitation.

It's when she stiffens that I realize something's wrong. I lift my head and my eyes meet her very alert ones.

I'm confused when I see them fill with tears.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

I didn't think I was rough...

She shakes her head. "No, it's just...I just...we can't do this."

As much as I hate to admit it, I know she's right. Ellie is too important in my plans to mess things up now. And Nilsa is way too nice a girl for me to drag her into my crazy life.

With a sigh, I rest my forehead against her knee.