Unexpectedly Yours | JENSOO [18+]

Chapter Twelve: Missing You 🔞

Jennie walked through the morning in a haze. She had an inkling that the entire affair with Jisoo was over before it even started.

She was waiting, she admitted that, for Jisoo to call her. Jisoo said she would.

Unless she had already forgotten.

"It looks good now." Seulgi said.

Jennie sighed inwardly. Seulgi had been a difficult nut to crack.

"I like my carpet."

"Yes, they... now look like they are in harmony."

Jennie went back to her office without the satisfaction that she usually felt after completing a project, specially, with a person like Seulgi.

Her secretary was waiting with a big smile.

"I understand Seulgi is over." she said excitedly.

"Yes." Jennie said, dumping her bag on the table, and sinking into her chair.

Her secretary smiled, a little weirdly.

"I thought you would be happy?"

"I am. Of course, I am."

"Okay, do you want me to... get you a celebratory lunch or something?"

"No, I am fine. Who is my next client?"

"Well, you still have that another project, and a... there is a couple from Bordeaux who called in the firm today. Sandara was asking about you."

"But that means that..." Jennie sighed. She would have to go up there.

"Well, it's not certain." the secretary said, "She was just asking. Maybe she might choose Joohyun. Joohyun's been sitting free for quite some time now."

"Okay."

"Miss Kim, are you alright?" she asked sweetly.

"Yes, I am fine."

"You just look different," she said frowning.

Played Song:
What Would It Take
(Anderson East)

"I am fine. I am absolutely fine." Jennie said, opening her laptop.

She spent the rest of the day speaking with her client and deciding on a couple of changes that she wanted to make.

This is bad - this is good - I want this!

Jennie was incredibly tired today, perhaps it was the sex, after so long, and she just wanted the day to be over, so that she could go home and park herself on the bed, for the entire weekend.

Unless Jisoo called.

It was still too early; maybe Jisoo would call her in the evening or at night. She was after all, Jisoo's booty call.

How lame that sounded, she thought miserably.

Jennie was not the sort to be anyone's booty call; her exes liked showing her off, she was not meant to be hidden under a veil of secrecy.

So-why did I agree to Jisoo?

She was already second guessing herself. The strangest thing was that she knew she would go back to Jisoo, right when Jisoo decided to snap her fingers.

The day closed in, and she left, sliding into her car, as her chauffeur drove her toward her flat through the Parisian streets.