"Stay? Here?" I had to force myself to reign it in a little bit. Stay in this house? All summer with Park Jimin? This was literally a dream come true. There was no way I was going to turn this opportunity down but I didn't want to seem too eager either.

"Hey, I can understand if you're not comfortable with that. It was just a suggestion. Clearly, you aren't some crazy stalker fan and you seem cool. I don't think it would be difficult to figure out a way to share this house for the summer. I'd offer to be the one to leave but it's pretty difficult for us to find secure living arrangements. A beach house like this through a family friend allows me to fly under the radar for an extended period of time. I realize that you might not want to-"

"Are you fucking kidding me? I'd jump at the chance to-" Oh, crap. What the hell was I saying? I snapped my mouth shut and closed my eyes, embarrassment creeping up my features again tonight.

Jimin chuckled that deep resonating laugh.

"I'm so sorry." I said, "I shouldn't have said that."

I was mortified. Jimin was amused.

"Look. It's late." Jimin rested his arms on his knees and peered down at the ground between his feet. "We don't have to figure this out right now. Maybe we should call it a night." He got to his feet and stretched his hands over head, causing the towel to fall from his shoulders.

Damn.

This man and this summer were going to be the death of me. It took a second before I realized that he was looking down at me with his hand extended. A tiny part of me fangirled and squealed internally as I slipped my hand into his and he pulled me to my feet. He didn't move his feet and once I was standing upright, we were chest to chest in between the two pool chairs.

I couldn't breathe.

The corner of Jimin's mouth curved up as he curved one arm around my back and reached up to run his other hand softly down my cheek.

"God, you're cute," he murmured, "I don't think I have a choice but to keep you around for the summer."

I drew in a quick breath at his words and before I could comprehend what was happening, he leaned down and placed his soft, full lips against mine. It was a quick kiss, a little more than a peck. It was enough to cause desire to pool in the pit of my stomach and enough to leave me wanting- no, craving more.

In the span of a second, I found myself standing alone on the pool deck, Jimin's sexy, bare back retreating towards the house. I reached up to touch my lips, in complete disbelief of what had just happened.

I couldn't move. I had just kissed Jimin! Rather, Jimin had kissed me!! That seemed like an important distinction at the moment. Park Motherfucking Jimin had kissed me.

Somehow, I made my way back to my room in a daze. I wasn't ready for the night to end but it was obvious that Jimin was the one in control. I don't think there was a soul alive that could blame him. He was perfection. He could control anything he wanted with one look.

I laid on the bed and tried to calm my racing heart. I still wasn't convinced that this wasn't a dream. I was still waiting to come to my senses and find out that my car was lying in a ditch somewhere along the side of the road.

I touched my lips one more time, reliving the moment over and over in my head. I was overwhelmed with so many sensations and found myself running my fingers down to my breasts, caressing my nipples before continuing further south. I couldn't seem to help myself. I slipped my hand inside my bathing suit bottom and found that sensitive nub that was begging to be touched. I continued further and slipped a finger inside my pussy. I was soaking wet with desire. I moved my hand in and out, coming back up to circle around my clit before plunging back in. I allowed my thoughts to drift back to my daydream earlier, to the way that Jimin kissed me and leaned into me, how hard he was for me. I was close. I reached up with my other hand to grab my breast as I continued to feverishly work myself to release. I bit my lip and moaned as the waves crashed over me again and again. I slowed my movements as I came back down from ecstasy and slowly removed my hand from my bathing suit. If only Jimin could have been the one to do that. Thinking about him shirtless, staring at me with those amazing eyes took away all of my control. I can't even imagine what it would be like if I ever saw him naked.

My eyes grew heavy with sleep and I curled onto my side, exhausted and satiated, as I drifted off to sleep.