“It was good. He took me to his grandparents’ place. They have a farm, and it’s gorgeous.”
“A farm?” she muses. “That’s cool. Do you still like him?”
I blush, thinking of the kiss last night. “Yes.”
“Oh, my God,” she shrieks and suddenly flips upright. How she doesn’t get whiplash is beyond me. “You really like him.”
“Maybe,” I squeak.
She shakes her head. “I never thought I’d see the day. Did he kiss you?”
“Harlow!” I cry, dropping my book. My cheeks burn even brighter.
“You so kissed.” She claps her hands giddily.
“I saw him again last night,” I admit.
“What?” Her mouth pops open and she tucks her legs under her body, leaning over the arm of the chair. “Do tell.”
I shrug like it’s no big deal. “He texted me and he was here. I couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t sleep, we ended up hanging outside and … talked.”
“And kissed?” she prompts.
I can’t hide my smile as I relive the kiss. The best, and only, kiss of my life. But I don’t need another to know it was special.
“And yes, we kissed,” I admit.
Harlow shrieks and whoops with joy. “This is the most exciting thing to ever happen around here, you little hussy. I can’t believe you weren’t going to tell me.”
“I still can’t believe it happened,” I admit.
“This is better than the Korean dramas I watch,” she squeals, kicking her legs out.
I stare at her incredulously. “You don’t speak Korean.”
She waves a hand dismissively. “I know a little. Besides, there are subtitles.”
“Wait, is that weird music I hear you play in your room Korean?”
She rolls her eyes. “It’s K-Pop,” she emphasizes the word like I’m an idiot. “And if you listened to it, you’d love it too. BTS gives me life, but don’t even think about coming after my bias. I will cut you.”
“Your what-a-what?”
“My bias—my favorite member. Don’t get me wrong, I love them all, I do, but Jungkook makes my legs quiver.”
I shift my eyes around. “Junghook? Is that even a real name?”
She rolls her eyes again and I’m surprised they don’t fall out of her head. “It’s Jungkook, and he’s my future husband. You better learn how to say his name right.”
I snort.
She glares.
“Oh, you’re serious.”
“I take my hot K-Pop husband very seriously.”
“Boy, this escalated quickly.”