JENNIE
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"Shut the front door." I said in shock after I gasped for breath.
"I know." She sat down on my bed and I heard a groan. "Who thought I'd be having a shotgun wedding?"
"Not me." I said, heart racing. Oh my God, my sister is pregnant with Ms. Tongue's baby and we're going to be on Jerry Springer next week. I needed to call Rosé right away. I needed to talk to someone about what was going on. The woman I had slept with the week before, was about to have a child with my sister. Shit! I'd slept with my soon to be niece or nephew's daddy. What did that make me? Some sort of Jezebel?
"I don't know her well," She made a face. "Am I making a mistake marrying her?"
"I just met her, Chu. I don't know what to say." I wanted to shout, don't marry her, don't marry her. She was obviously a big jerk, who couldn't keep it in her pants, but now she was going to be a parent, to my sister's kid, I didn't know what to say. Did I want to ruin their family before the kid was even born?
"When did she propose to you?" I asked softly. If it was before she'd slept with me, I would tell her, but if it was after, I wouldn't.
"Two days ago." She offered me a small smile and showed me her fingers. "Do you like the ring?"
"It's big." I said, not knowing what else to say. The ring was beautiful. It was the sort of ring I'd like to receive when I got engaged. If that ever happened.
"It was her grandmother's." She said softly and gazed at it. "I'm not keeping this one. She's going to take me to Tiffany's and let me choose one I like better."
"You don't like that?" I frowned as I stared at her. "It's gorgeous and it was a part of her family. That means something, Chu."
"I don't want a used ring." She jumped up and frowned.
"You can't look at it as if it's used."
"I want my own ring. I've already seen the one I want: it's a Princess cut, 5 carat diamond, platinum and about thirty grand."
"Jisoo." I said shocked. "That's a lot of money."
"So what? She can afford it."
"Oh my." I sighed. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, what?"
"Do you love her?"
"Do I love her?" She looked at me like I was crazy. "Oh Jen, you need to get your head out of the clouds. People don't get married because they're in love anymore. They get married because it makes sense. They get married because it's better than being single. There are tax breaks and all sorts of benefits to come from getting married."
"So you don't love her?"
"I love that she's a millionaire. I love that she's hot. I love that she proposed to me." She shrugged. "Seems good enough to me."
"But you're really not sure if that's enough, if you're in here asking me what I think."
"I don't even know why I'm in here." She sighed. "I think it's my hormones." She made a face. "Being pregnant sucks."
"Do mom and dad know?"
"Of course not." She scoffed. "I'm not about to tell them I'm knocked up." She stared at me intently. "And you better not say anything either."
"I wasn't planning on saying anything." Trust me, dear sister. I want nothing to do with your sordid setup. All of a sudden, I didn't feel so bad for Jisoo. If anything, I felt bad for myself. I was the innocent party in this setup.
"I know you've always been jealous of me, Jen." Jisoo fluffed her hair and stared at me with a sad expression. "But I do hope you can grow out of those feelings. We're adults now."
"What are you talking about?" I shook my head annoyed. "I'm not jealous of you. What do I have to be jealous of you for?"
"I have a good job. I have my own house. I'm beautiful. And now I'm pregnant and getting married to a millionaire."
"So?"
"Well, you have a shitty job that pays you what? Like ten dollars an hour?"
"I make thirty grand a year." I glared at her.
"And you live with roommates."
"I share an apartment with my best friend, not some random Joe from the street."
"And well, you've always been jealous that I'm a natural redhead and you're not."
"Is this a joke?" I looked around the room. "Am I on Candid Camera? Is that show even on anymore?" My jaw dropped as she acted liked the Jisoo I'd remembered from my teenage years.
"What are you talking about?" She stared at me blankly. "Anyway, Jen. I wanted to say I want us to move on from whatever kept us apart all of those years. You're going to be an Aunt now."
"So?" I scratched my head.
"So you need to be more responsible now."
"What does you having a kid got to do with me?"
"I don't want you being a bad influence on my—"
"Jisoo, I think you need to leave my room right now." I marched to the door and opened it and stared at her. "I'm not going to be responsible for what I say next if you don't get out of here."
"Jen, don't be like that. I was just trying to say that—"
"Honestly, Jisoo I don't care." I shook my head. "I just need to be by myself."
"Fine." She huffed as she exited the room. "I just thought you'd be happy for me."
"I'm very happy for you, Chu."
"Good." She smiled at me. "And if you play your cards right, maybe I'll hook you up with Haruto."
"Haruto, Lisa's brother?" My eyes widened.
"Yes." She grinned. "He's very handsome and well, wouldn't that be fun if we were married to both of them?"
"Oh yeah, oodles of fun." I smiled weakly. Here we come, Jerry. I groaned inwardly. There was no way in hell that I wanted to be hooked up with Haruto. Talk about creepy and gross.
"I'm pretty sure he's single."
"That's good." I said and then sighed. "Um, we'll chat later yeah?"
"Okay." She nodded. "And don't tell mom and dad about the baby, okay?"
"Okay." I said and then closed the door, my heart racing as I stood there taking everything all in. I watched as Lisa squirmed out from under the bed and stood up.
"So then." She stared at me with an expectant look.
"So what?"
"Now you know why we're getting married."
"I can't believe you want to marry her after listening to all that."
"Why?" She frowned.
"She's a gold digger." I made a face. "And God forgive me, for saying that about my sister."
"She doesn't hide what she's after." She shrugged.
"You're okay with that?"
"Jisoo and I haven't lied to each other about anything. We know what this is about."
"So she knows you slept with me?"
"No." Her eyes narrowed. "But then I didn't know who you were until about an hour ago."
"Are you going to tell her now that you know?"
"No, of course not." She paused. "That would unduly complicate things."
"Because they're not complicated now?"
"Well, not really." She brushed some lint off of her jeans. "Nothing is really complicated right now. Though they could become more complicated if you still want to sleep with me; which I think you do." She stared at my breasts.
"You what?" My jaw dropped at her audacity. Was she for real? I stared at the smirk on her husky face and I tried to ignore how sexy she looked. She's a jerk, Jen. She's not a sexy God with a miracle tongue. Oh, I was going to miss her miracle tongue. No, stop it Jen you must forget her miracle tongue. I groaned.
"Something wrong?" She asked softly.
"No." I snapped and glared at her.
"You still want me, don't you?" Her eyes danced.
"No." I said adamantly.
"Okay, if you say so. Though I think you're lying." She grinned and licked her lips again. This time her tongue was sticking right out as if to taunt me even more. "Some people say I'm cocky." She said after a few seconds.
"Who you?" I feigned shock. "Who would ever think that?"
"Are you laughing at me?" Her eyes were light as she studied my face.
"Does it sound like I'm laughing? Can you hear the sound of laughter coming out of my mouth and falling into your ears?"
"You think you're funny, don't you?" She took a step towards me.
"I'm not a comedian and have no aspirations to be one, so no, not really."
"So are you trying to say you don't think I'm cocky?" She tilted her head and smiled at me. I didn't want to stare back at her. I mean who can resist a hot girl with a cute teasing smile? Her green eyes sparkled in mischief as she questioned me. The moment was light and silly and I so badly wanted it to be dark and stuffy. I didn't want to like Lisa. I had every reason to dislike Lisa, but I was finding it very hard to follow through on my dislike when she stood so close to me.
"What do you want from me Lisa? This is highly inappropriate as I told you before."
"Why?" She took another step towards me and this time I could feel her thigh grazing against my leg.
"You're engaged to marry my sister."
"Yes, but we don't love each other."
"So you're not going to marry her then?" I asked softly and hopefully. I know it was wrong of me to be hoping for her to say she was going to call off the wedding. "You're going to call off the wedding?"
"Why would I do that?" She put her arms around my waist and pulled me to her. I could feel her erection pressing into my stomach.
"Are you seriously turned on right now?" I asked, shocked.
She grinned at me wickedly, not answering me. Her eyes laughed into mine and she grabbed my hand and held it.
"What are you doing?" I asked softly, my heart racing at the fact that I was so close to her.
"Answering your question."
"What question?" My brain was fuddled.
"This one." She took my hand and placed it over her crotch and squeezed my fingers together gently so that I was grabbing her hardness.
"What are you doing?" I gasped as my fingers held onto her thick manhood.
"You asked me if I was turned on and I figured show was better than tell." She winked at me and I pulled my hand away quickly, images of her naked cock in my mouth and hands flashing through my head. We stared at each other for a few seconds and I knew I was in big trouble. I still wanted this woman and she wanted me and I had no idea what I was going to do about it.
"You should leave." I looked at my bed instead of her face. All I wanted was to crawl under the sheets and groan.
"We haven't finished talking." She shook her head.
"There's not much left to say, Lisa." I took a deep breath. "I'll keep my mouth shut, but only because I don't want to have to discuss exactly what happened between us."
"Don't you even want to know about Jisoo and I?"
"No, why would I want to know about you and Jisoo?" A sharp pain twisted in my stomach as I imagined them together. My head started pounding and I knew I was jealous. I didn't know why I was jealous. I didn't even think I'd see her again. Well, that was partially true. I hadn't thought I would see her again, but I had had a daydream running through my head all week. I'd kind of hoped that she would find me—you know what I mean, in a romantic movie sort of way. She'd ask people from the wedding about the beautiful girl in the light pink dress and she'd figure out who I was and come and find me. I'm not talking Lifetime Stalker movie either. She wouldn't become obsessed with me and stalk me and then kill me. I'm talking sweet romance movie moment. She'd find me and serenade me with a cassette player, remember those? And she'd have a bouquet of flowers and she'd tell me that the night we'd spent in the hotel was the best night of her life and that she couldn't stop thinking about me. So yes, while I didn't expect to see her again, I had hoped in the back of my mind that she'd find me. For a brief second when I'd seen her in the living room, I'd thought, maybe my dreams had come true, but of course they hadn't. Because that's just how my life goes. I never meet the romantic men. I never meet the men that want to woo me and sweep me off of my feet. I never meet the Prince Charming's of the world. I always meet the garbage men pretending to be Prince Charming, but then you figure out how much they stink and want to slap yourself for ever thinking they had more to offer.
"Are you listening to me Jen?" Lisa's voice interrupted my thoughts and I looked up at her with a wry smile.
"No, sorry." I said and flashed her my teeth.
"You seem preoccupied." She said with a frown and I have to admit my heart jumped for joy for a little bit. Yes, I know I'm slightly immature, but it pleased me that she knew that she wasn't eating up my thoughts. I mean she was, but I'm pretty sure she thought I was preoccupied by something else. "What's on your mind?" She said softly. "Is it me?"
And then, because my feelings were hurt, and because I wanted to see if I could make her jealous, I said the one thing I could think of to try and rile her up.
"Oh no." I said sweetly. "I was thinking about Haruto." I looked down with a fake demure smile. "Jisoo mentioned that he was single and a nice guy and I was thinking, maybe I should get to know him better."
"You what?" Her eyes narrowed and my heart jumped for joy at the displeasure on her face. "My brother Haruto?"
"Yes." I pushed my breasts out slightly. Look at what you're missing buddy. "That's not going to be a problem, is it?" I licked my lips slowly and grinned. "After all, you're seeing my sister." She stood there for a few seconds, her eyes searching mine and then she went to the bedroom door and exited my room without a word.
Score one for me! I thought as I stared at the open door. I stood there for a few seconds and then sighed. My victory felt very hollow. I hadn't really fixed anything. My wedding hookup. My Miracle Tongue was engaged to my pregnant sister. My bitchy, thinks she's better than me, sister. And all I could think about was how quickly I could leave the house and get away from them all. I was scared about what would happen if I stayed. I could still feel her hardness in my hands. She was a grade A jerk. How could she still be coming on to me if she was engaged to my sister? And how could I still be liking it? What was wrong with me? I was a home wrecker...well, a soon to be home wrecker. I was one of those women that Rosé and I hated. One of those women that didn't care if someone was taken. Okay, so I didn't know she was taken when I first met her. The first night of sex wasn't my fault. But if it happened again. If I hooked up with her, I'd be the biggest bitch this side of the Atlantic. My brain was screaming at me for even thinking it could happen again, but I knew that Lisa made me weak. Very, very weak. It was in that moment I knew that I was very far from being a winner. And I knew that I couldn't stand around and just wait for something to happen. I couldn't find myself waking up next to her in bed again. It wouldn't be right. I'd have to come up with a plan.
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