Chapter 5

“Tiffany?!” Jaejoong called out. He was eager to come home & see Tiffany, especially since a meeting had kept him late at work, “Tiffany? Where are you?” He called again, only to be answered by an utter silence.

Jaejoong couldn’t help but feel anxious. Tiffany’s work had never kept her later than his did. Striding over to the answering machine, he pushed the button & reviewed all the messages. He listened intently even though most of them were of the usual. His ear perked up instantly as the machine replayed Tiffany’s recording, “Jaejoong Oppa, I’m going to be rather late. The girls decided to throw Sunny a baby shower at the last minute before her visit ended. You don’t have to wait up for me. Love you. Bye.” Taking in a relaxing breath, Jaejoong felt better knowing she was okay. Leaving the living room, he made his way upstairs, deciding to take a shower & get change before Tiffany returned.

Tiffany entered the house as quietly as possible. Assuming that Jaejoong would already be in bed, fast asleep. She was surprised to find him on the sofa reading, “Hey. You’re still up?” She greeted him, making herself comfortable beside him.

“So are you.” He replied, without taking his eyes off of the book he was currently reading.

Tiffany hadn’t seen Jaejoong for most of the day & had missed him terribly. It slightly irritated her that he had more attention for the book than her. Albeit, she found it silly to be jealous of a book, particularly when it was a gift from her, “I would have thought that that book would have lost its appeal after the first couple of times you read it.”

“Not when it was a gift from you.” He answered, still keeping his attention directed towards the page he was currently reading, an impish grin threatening to turn up at the corner of his mouth.

Despite feeling flattered, Tiffany had hoped he’d be happier to see her home than this. Letting out a tired sigh, she stood up, heading for the stairs. Before she could take her first step, a hand took hold of hers, pulling her down. Tiffany found herself in Jaejoong’s lap. Leaning back against the sofa, he embraced her closer to his chest, one arm supporting her back while the other rested on her thigh. His warmth surrounded her & she involuntarily snuggled deeper into his arms.

“I didn’t know you missed me that much.” Jaejoong chuckled.

“Yes, very much & I come home to find you still up! With the book!” Tiffany exclaimed childishly.

“What do you expect me to do to pass the time while I stay up & wait for you?” He laughed, brushing stray of her thick golden brown fringes away from her eyes.

“You waited for me?” She inquired innocently, observing him closely for his answer.

“Of course.” He replied, amused that she was still insecure, “What kind of husband will I be if I went to bed without my wife?”

“I don’t think I want to find out.