Chapter six

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I got changed quickly and walked out to the car. Jiyong was already there, leaning casually against the car, chatting happily with Kenny and Donghae, another guy from my crew.

“Hey,” I chirped as I walked up to them.

Jiyong smiled a beautiful smile at me. “That’s my cue boys, gotta take the lady on our first real date. See you next week,” he said, waving them away with a flick of his hand.

Kenny’s mouth fell open and he looked from Jiyong to me several times. “Date? But…. I mean…. what? I thought he was your brother’s best friend! You don’t even like him; you always say he’s a man- . Whenever I’ve said to you about how hot he was, you just said that you wouldn’t touch his STD with a bargepole!” Kenny said, frowning, and looking at me confused.

I groaned and closed my eyes. I was literally so embarrassed that I wished the ground would open up and swallow me. How could he just say that right in front of Jiyong? Not that I haven’t told him that to his face on more than one occasion, but I still felt awful. I heard Jiyong start to laugh so I risked a glance at him, he didn’t look angry or anything.

“Thanks, Ken,” I muttered, giving him a look that should be able to kill him on the spot.

Jiyong reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me to his side, still laughing. “It’s a lady’s prerogative to change her mind,” he said to Kenny with a wink, opening my car door for me.

“I’ll see you next week, guys, and I promise I won’t be late,” I vowed, kissing their cheeks before getting in the car. Jiyong gave them both the typical man hug handshake thing and ran round to the driver’s side. When he started the car he looked over at me with a smile.

“Sorry,” I muttered, blushing again.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s nothing I haven’t heard before out of your beautiful mouth,” he replied with a grin.

I couldn’t help but smile, he was full of the compliments today, but some part of me was worrying if he had said that to all the other girls. Was he expecting me to have with him after a couple of dates? Because if he was, then he was going to be very disappointed. I decided that we needed to talk about it. I mean, what was the point in even trying, if he was just using me for , and I wasn’t planning on giving it up anytime soon?

“So, where shall we go for lunch?” he asked, snapping me out of my little internal discussion.

“Um…. I don’t mind, what do you fancy?” I asked. He shot me a flirty look and a wicked smile.

I rolled my eyes at him; he really is a -crazed player! “To eat, Ji,” I added, crossing my arms over my chest, trying to look stern.

He just laughed and started driving. “How about Chinese? You like that, right?” he asked, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

“Yeah, I love Chinese food!” I chirped happily, grinning like I’d won the lottery. Seunghyun hated Chinese food so we hardly ever had it; Jiyong smiled and drove us to the restaurant on the high-street.

We were now sitting, eating our food. We had been chatting happily for nearly an hour and I was again surprised by how easy it was to talk to him. I’d known him for twelve years and I’d never really just spoken to him properly about stuff. His leg brushed mine under the table and made me jump, not because of my fear, but because it sent a little jolt through my system, making the hairs on the back of my neck prick up and my pulse quicken.

I decided now was the time to sort it out, there was only one other couple in the restaurant so we could talk freely, but I just didn’t know how to begin.

“Ji, I think we need to talk about something,” I said quietly.

He cocked his head to the side slightly and looked at me curiously. “OK. What’s up?”

I took a deep breath, I just needed to get it out and see what he thought about it. “I really don’t know what you want from me; I mean, you can have any girl that you want. I’m an emotional wreck for goodness sake… I mean…. I flinch every time anyone touches me. I…. I can’t give you what you want,” I rambled, frowning. Wow, that came out a little different than I thought, but at least it got the point across.

“You’re worried about ,” he stated, looking at me knowingly, not seeming to be bothered by this conversation at all.

I gulped and nodded. “I just…. I’m not ready for anything like that, so if that’s what you want then there really is no point in starting anything,” I said quietly, looking down at my plate and wishing the ground would swallow me again.

He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face up to look at him; he was smiling his beautiful smile. “I can wait as long as you want. I really am crazy about you, it’s not about ,” he said tenderly, making my heart start to race.

Is he serious or is this a trick so I’ll give it up sooner? “What if I said I didn’t believe in having before marriage?” I asked, testing him.

His eyes showed his amusement, but he just kept his face straight. “Then I’d say how about we get married as soon as you’re old enough. Eighteen is the legal age, right?” he replied, winking at me.

I laughed but was still unsure what he meant, I wasn’t eighteen for another two years, is he saying that he’ll wait two years for me? No until after marriage wasn’t something that I believed in; I’d just wanted to see his reaction.

“I don’t believe in that, but I don’t know how long it’ll be, Ji, honestly.” I chewed on my lip nervously.

“Angel, I said I can wait as long as you need. I want to be with you.” He looked me right in the eyes as he spoke. I didn’t see one ounce of doubt or trickery there and I felt hope building up inside me. Was he really that into me that he would wait for me?

“What about in three months’ time when you still haven’t gotten any, and some random girl throws herself at you, could you wait then?” I asked skeptically.

He laughed. “You really do think I’m some -crazed player, don’t you?” he asked.

I nodded in confirmation. I didn’t think it, I knew it, he slept around a lot!

“Do you know why I’ve been with all of those girls?” he asked, suddenly looking uncomfortable and embarrassed.

“They give good head?” I asked sarcastically. Is he really going to go into details about his life to a girl he’s just told he’s crazy about and who is scared of having ? Does he actually not have a clue?

He choked on his laughter and shook his head. “No, Angel. The reason I went with all those girls was to try and get over you. I wake up next to you every day. You send my mind and body into a frenzy. I can smell your hair when I close my eyes, or I can imagine how your hand feels when you lay it on my chest. It kills me every day to be so close to you, but be so far away,” he said, shaking his head and taking a deep breath, looking at me hopefully.

“I thought maybe if I met someone else that I’d be able to stop thinking about you, but it didn’t work. Nothing works. When I’m with them, I wish it was you. When they laugh or talk, I can’t help but compare it to your voice or your laugh. It’s always been you; it’ll always be you, Angel.”

I couldn’t speak. What on earth do I say to that? I mean, I know he’s a player, but I was killing him? That speech was so freaking adorable!

“Oh,” I choked out.

He burst out laughing. “Oh? That’s all you can say?”

I nodded and laughed too. I still had no words to answer that little confession he’d just made. My head was still spinning and I knew if I said something now I would just make