Chapter twenty nine

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by morrinsbae_

by morrinsbae_

Jungkook's POV

I shake my head as I think about her again. She has changed my life forever. She has made me feel good again. I can't help but recognize that I've probably never felt more positive about life. Even before the "accident" I didn't feel so good about the future. So optimistic. So...enthused.

And the difference?

Her. She changed me

I went home and Nilsa told me she would pack and meet me over here. She wanted to take a shower and clean up. She suggested I go ahead.

So I kissed her and left. The strange thing is, I had to make myself leave rather than join her in the shower. I don't know what it is about her, but I can't seem to get enough. Even when I've had enough, I want more.

When my phone rings, I pull it out and check the screen. It says simply, "Nilsa" I smile wider.

"You're supposed to be over here by now. What's taking you so long?"

There's a pause before she speaks. When she does, I hear her shy voice. "Um, I don't know what kind of, um, plans you have for us tonight. Should I bring work clothes for tonight and tomorrow night? Or...?"

"You haven't met him yet, but I have a guy that helps manage the bar. His name is Gavin and I already had him rework the schedule to cover your shifts this weekend. Why don't you just take the time off and spend it with me?"

"Oh really?" I could hear her smile

"Yeah of course. Get your ass over here."

"On my way," she chirps then the line goes dead.

I wonder if I'll ever stop smiling and, if I can't, what kind of excuse I'll have to make up to explain it. Or if I'll even bother. Because at the moment, I just don't give a shit. I'm happy. She's happy.

That's all that matters.

Nilsa's POV

He is standing there when I approach. He stops me from entering and takes my bag and purse from me, setting them on the floor behind him. Then, with a wicked grin, he sweeps me up into his arms and carries me inside, kicking the door shut with his heel.

I wrap my arms more tightly around his neck and he bends his head to kiss me. When his lips meet mine, there is fire, just like always. But there's something else, too. Something deeper, sweeter. More meaningful. It makes my heart sing like his kiss makes my toes curl.

He stops kissing me and looks into my eyes. We lay in his bed. He looks at me with so much emotion. I think of what he told me earlier and I smile up at him. Cupping his handsome face, I whisper against his lips, "Welcome home."

When he kisses me, I know we're both where we belong.