The Escort: A Taekook Love Story, Season One

Part 13: A beautiful distraction

I wake an hour later at 6:00 a.m. since it's Saturday after a deliciously long night. I do my normal self-care routine and slide back into bed with my client. I chuckle. Somehow calling Kookie a client seems cold and distant. I feel none of that for him. In fact, I feel the opposite -- warm and close. But isn't that what he is, the client? I'm not going to analyze it. A big smile warms my face as I think about last night.

A bit of a bitter reminder and a warning surface. Only three days left with him. Be careful Tae, I remind myself, feeling sorrow rise in me. Suddenly, something clicks. Fuck sorrow. It can rise all it wants, but I refuse to swim in it. Yes, Kookie is my client, and he brings up some deep and tender feelings that are confusing. I have to deal with it. I'm good at my job, and, from here on out, I'll give him the best three days ever. I can assess later if I choose. I'll be open to the possibility of more, should it arise. I probably shouldn't but I trust him. Normally, I'm an optimistic person. I'm done questioning myself. If he wants to know more about me, I'll allow it. I'll also get to know more about him beyond his bio. I welcome that.

Maybe after this assignment it's time to open myself to meeting a good man, like Kookie. A new start, a new man – maybe. My last shitty relationship ended over three years ago. I've healed a lot and I know better than to be negative about all men. Kookie gives me hope. I get the impression he feels something too, but he'll have to make his move. He's an assertive businessman with skills. He'll ask if truly interested. After all he's the client and I'm a professional. So what, I'm 100% powerless over his touch, voice, kiss, and another body part. I wear an amused smile sliding beneath the covers with Kookie. I snuggle close to his warm body and drift back to sleep.

I sit up and stretch about two hours later feeling divine. My thoughts are focused on making the best out of our time together. Dressing quickly, I start by picking up around the penthouse where clothing is scattered everywhere giving evidence to our wild and hot night. I certainly got back my control. I let out a soft squeal and continue my work.

Before starting my day, I dress in a sexy little outfit. I'm wearing short snug silk white boxer cut thigh high with a crisp white sleeveless tee shirt that stops just above my belly button. Finally, I'm draped in a matching silky white robe that I let fly open that's super short with the hem stopping where my boxers end. It's all legs this morning. I always want to give his eyes and hands plenty to feast on. Uhm, I love those busy hands always confirming his desire for me.

My goodness, I look around the penthouse realizing there wasn't a room or a hard surface where we didn't fuck. Floor, kitchen island, wall, chair, window, and other places. Oh God, that man. My mood is light as I cover my mouth releasing a spray of laughter.

After picking up clothing and reorganizing furniture, I grab a spray bottle of disinfectant and clean several nonconventional surfaces and household items. My skin tingles all over with the thought of us pounding it out last night. What a wonderful final assignment.

I take a hot cup of coffee onto the expansive terrace and enjoy the amazing city and river views. It's a beautiful warm and sunny day. I crane my neck back with closed eyes and lift my face to the sky. The sun's heat kisses my skin. Lightly, I sigh, relaxing my shoulders and faintly smile, counting my many blessings. I float into fantasizing about a life with Jungkook. Why can't I stop thinking about him? It's okay, I tell myself, and let the thoughts come. I'm no longer willing to speak harshly to myself for having normal human emotions. I softly scoff a laugh through my nose. I always thought those Escorts that developed feelings for their clients were stupid fools. Now look who's the stupid fool. God was I wrong.

I stand in the beauty of the city's gorgeous skyline and hear a sexy low raspy voice from behind.

"Hey beautiful." Although my back is turned, my smile moves wide, and happiness blankets every inch of my sun-heated skin. Kookie's greeting is like sunshine after a storm. Placing my mug on the table, I turn and toss my arms around his neck and sweep my lips over his.