Little Romantic *Second Book*

Chapter 16: Her Morning

I woke up the next morning surrounded in warmth. I stretched my body only to feel a slight pain in my core. I let out a groan when I felt the pain. Behind me, I heard Jihwan chuckle. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him.

"Morning, Little Detective," he murmured against my shoulder before kissing it.

"It's an amazing morning," I whispered. I turned over to face him.

"Is it amazing because of last night, or because I'm here with you?" Jihwan chuckled.

"Both," I said. "And because it's your apartment, you can't leave."

"Not that I would want to." He leaned over and kissed my lips. "Are you feeling okay? Not too much pain? I hope I wasn't too rough on you. I'll find a good rhythm the more we do it."

"Not much pain, at all. But I don't really want to move. And last night was perfect. Nothing needs to change."

"How about I make you breakfast and you can just rest?" Jihwan asked.

"Can you even cook?"

"What do you think I did before you?"

Jihwan got out of bed, rushing to get on a fresh pair of boxers. I couldn't help but stare at the nicely shaped backside that was on display.

"How about we skip breakfast?" I asked. "And you can come back to bed. That way we can cuddle all day."

"I would love to, but we lost a lot of calories last night. We have to get them back somehow," Jihwan said with a wink. "Besides if I have any say in what we're going to do today, you're going to be losing even more calories."

Jihwan left the room, leaving me blushing and wanting more from him.

Last night was the best night of my life. Every movement. Every breath. Every kiss. All of it would be seared into my mind for the rest of my life.

I'm so deep into this relationship that there's no way that I could ever live without him now. He is the only man for me. I guess it's true what they say about opposites attracting. A good girl from a good family and the son of a mafia boss turned leader.

I got out of bed and walked over to Jihwan's closet to look for a shirt to wear. I found a regular black t-shirt and pulled it over my body. I walked back into bed and pulled my phone off the nightstand.

I played a game until Jihwan came back carrying a tray full of food.

"So you can actual make food," I said with a laugh as I sat up.

"It's just been a while since I've made anything. So if anything tastes bad, you don't have to act like you like it."

"I'm sure it's fine."

Jihwan set the tray on my legs and sat in front of me. There was rice, eggs, toast, sausages, and orange slices. Once seeing the food, I realized how empty my stomach was. We both dug in.

"What's with the rice?" I asked.

"I started craving some when I was waiting for you to wake up," Jihwan shrugged. "You don't have to eat it if you don't want to."

He grabbed some eggs and mixed it with the rice before taking a bite.

"Is it good?" I asked.

"I think so, but then again, it's what I grew up eating."

I opened my mouth for Jihwan to put some in my mouth. He laughed before getting spoonful and putting it in my mouth. It was interesting having rice for breakfast, but I can see the appeal of it now.