Little Romantic *Second Book*

Chapter 12: Her Weekend

The next morning, I woke up to my phone ringing. I groaned as I reached for my phone.

"Hello?" I asked as I answered.

"You're off this weekend, right?" a familiar voice asked.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"It's Jones. I'm asking because I'll have to take your calls and if anyone comes in to speak with ya, I gotta take it too."

It was hard to process what he was saying after being woken up so suddenly. My mind was still fuzzy from sleep.

"Um, yeah. I have the weekend off for my brother's wedding. And I was working late last night, please don't call me this early again."

"How late were you working?"

"I got to Jihwan's apartment around one in the morning."

"Jihwan? Who's Jihwan?"

I sat straight up in bed. I told Jones Jihwan's real name.

"NJ. I said NJ."

"Is NJ's real name Jihwan?"

"I never said that. I'm hanging up now bye."

I quickly hung up the phone, slamming the phone on the nightstand. I laid back down rolling over so I wasn't facing the horrible device.

"Who was that?" Jihwan muttered in that sexy morning voice.

"You're awake," I stated.

"Once I hear that beautiful voice of yours, how could I not wake up?" Jihwan asked.

"I sound like a dying engine in the morning." I buried my face in the pillow.

I felt Jihwan move over. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me up against him. He nuzzled his face into my neck, pressing a light kiss to it.

"Let's get some more sleep," he whispered against my neck. "It's too early."

"It's just after eight o'clock," I said.

"And we didn't get back until after one o'clock. So just sleep."

I rolled over to get a look at him. He eyes were shut and his lips were slightly parted. From the light coming in the crack in curtains landed on his cheek. It made his usually pale skin look like closer to caramel.

I reached a hand and brushed my fingers across the light. I watched as his cheek deepened to show his dimples as he smiled.

Even though his eyes weren't open, I smiled back at him. Then I leaned in a kissed his forehead. I could get used to mornings like this. These simple, romantic, beautiful mornings. I leaned my forehead on his, enjoying the moment.

That was until one of Jihwan's hands reached down to my ass and squeezed it lightly. I jumped slightly, trying to move away, but he reacted quickly and took my hips in his hands. He pushed my hips backward into the mattress and moved to straddle me.

"Well if you're not going to sleep then let's have some fun," Jihwan chuckled.

"Wait, Jihwan-"

I couldn't finish what I was going to say when he took my mouth in a heated kiss. I couldn't help but moan against his lips. When he ran his tongue against my lips, I wiggled my head to throw him off me.

"What?" Jihwan asked when he parted from me.

"Morning breath," I said and covered my mouth. "Besides I'm hungry."

"Fine," Jihwan groaned, rolling off me. "I'll just go back to sleep."

"I'll make you breakfast, you have food here right?" I asked. "Because if not, I'll go to the store and grab you some things."