The bartender signaled that the room was ready. The room Jae Kyung took Bo Mi to was a space that could be reached by taking another elevator connected to the bar and going down one floor.

It was like a hotel suite with a living room large enough to fit Bo Mi’s entire house, plus a mini kitchen and bathroom in one spacious room.

“I didn’t know a place like this existed.”

Bo Mi’s heart fluttered unnecessarily as she watched Jae Kyung enter the room as if familiar with it.

Jae Kyung’s house was already plenty spacious and nice, so why did he need a space like this?

Bo Mi shook her head at her own needless suspicion.

Though she wasn’t Jae Kyung’s first love, she hoped she was the first woman he had brought to a place like this.

Bo Mi looked around the room with an anxious expression.

“Aren’t you cold?”

Jae Kyung cupped Bo Mi’s cheeks, which had grown cold in the cool night air.

“A little… I think I am cold.”

Bo Mi closed her eyes and leaned into Jae Kyung’s hand. Seeing Bo Mi naturally relying on him, Jae Kyung’s heart swelled.

The meaning of dating suddenly hit home.

“Use the bathroom here.”

Jae Kyung opened the bathroom door and led Bo Mi in.

“Is that really okay?”

“It would be troublesome if you caught a cold… There should be something here.”

Jae Kyung opened a closet next to the powder room. He took out a shopping bag placed in the corner.

“I’m not sure if the size will fit.”

Jae Kyung handed Bo Mi the shopping bag without meeting her eyes.

“Is this for me?”

Bo Mi opened the shopping bag curiously. Inside was a wrapped box, which she carefully opened. Neatly folded inside the wrapping paper were new underwear and a dress.

“They’re for you, Bo Mi.”

Why did Do Jae Kyung have women’s clothing?

Bo Mi didn’t want to be suspicious, but she felt uneasy about Jae Kyung seeming so accustomed to this situation.

She felt like she might cry for no reason.

As Bo Mi stood motionless with the open box, Jae Kyung’s mouth went dry.

Did she not like it?

“…I’ll pay you for the clothes.”

“Are you trying to make me look like a petty man who takes money from his girlfriend for clothes?”

“Ah… That’s not what I meant.”

Girlfriend… Bo Mi rubbed her flushed cheeks with the back of her hand.

“It’s a gift, so just accept it.”

“…Whose clothes were these?”

Bo Mi couldn’t hold back anymore and asked with her lips pursed.

“They’re yours, Bo Mi.”

Jae Kyung’s expression was tinged with embarrassment. Could this be…?

“I’m not the first woman you’ve brought here, am I?”

She knew how brazen it was to ask such a thing. But she felt she couldn’t move forward without confirming.

“Are you jealous?”

Jae Kyung grinned as he wrapped his arms around Bo Mi’s waist.

“…Is that not allowed?”

“No. I’m too happy about it.”

“Answer me.”

Bo Mi urged impatiently for an answer.

“You’re the first, Bo Mi.”

Would she believe him if he said Han Bo Mi was his first woman?

“Then how did you get women’s clothes and underwear…”

“I didn’t want you to catch a cold.”

Jae Kyung took Bo Mi’s hand and gently rubbed the back of it.

“I wish I could have picked them out myself.”

While the room was being prepared, Secretary Kim, notified by the bartender, had contacted a personal shopper to prepare change of clothes for Jae Kyung and Bo Mi.

“My subordinates are quite capable, you know.”

“Hmm… So…”

Bo Mi lowered her head shyly as she clutched the towel.

“I was jealous.”

“I’m glad you seem to really like me.”

Jae Kyung pulled Bo Mi’s hand and embraced her.

“Ah. Jae Kyung.”

“I’d like to stay like this, but…”

The strength in Jae Kyung’s arms embracing Bo Mi loosened.

“Your body is cold. Go wash up and come out.”

“Thank you.”

Bo Mi stopped as she was about to enter the bathroom.

“Aren’t you going to wash up?”

Jae Kyung was just as wet…

“Shall we wash together?”

“…No. I was just asking if you wanted to wash up first. I’ll just wash up quickly and come out.”

Bo Mi closed the bathroom door, her face flushed.

Why did I say that? What if he thought I was being forward?

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was a sight.

“Hah… Was I like this the whole time?”

She felt embarrassed seeing her figure revealed through her wet clothes.

“I might as well have shown everything, should I have said let’s wash together?”

If Jae Kyung caught a cold, it would be troublesome… The heat of her body that had been touching Jae Kyung until just now still stirred inside Bo Mi.

Bo Mi gently opened the bathroom door and peered into the living room, but Jae Kyung was nowhere to be seen.

“Whew…”

She wasn’t sure if she felt relieved or disappointed.

Bo Mi returned to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Her ankle ached from falling after wearing high heels for the first time in a long while. Since having a child, she had only worn sneakers or low loafers.

She had only worn practical clothes that were easy to move in with a child.

In recent days, being Han Bo Mi the mother had been more important than Han Bo Mi the woman.

After showering, Bo Mi smoothed down the underwear and dress Jae Kyung had bought her with her palm.

The soft, fluttering material made her feel like a woman again after a long time.

Is this Jae Kyung’s taste? She looked forward to seeing what expression he would make.

Wanting to look pretty for a man… Feeling this way after so long, Bo Mi buried her face in the towel in embarrassment.

At that moment, Jae Kyung was in the shower room attached to the room. He looked in the mirror while drying his hair with a towel.

Recalling Bo Mi hesitating and worrying about him, a smile spread across his face.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the right side of his pubic bone reflected in the mirror.

He pressed that spot firmly with his palm. It was where Han Bo Mi had touched him. It still tingled as if her careful touch remained there.

Jae Kyung, who had awakened from a vegetative state, had no memory of the accident.

A truck driving drowsily had pushed Jae Kyung’s car off the guardrail and it had plunged into the river.

Fortunately, Jae Kyung did not retain that terrible memory.

Six years ago on that day, he couldn’t remember at all why he had gone to the place where his father had died. No, it felt like he shouldn’t remember. The truck that had hit him also seemed nothing short of deliberate. For his own safety, it was better not to try to recall the memories of that day.

The car was found first, and Jae Kyung was rescued unconscious nearby. They said he had dramatically escaped from the car as it was sinking into the river waters and saved his life.

And for a year, he lay unconscious in bed.

When Jae Kyung opened his eyes, he was left with a year of lost time and an unfamiliar scar above his pubic bone.

The roughened hands and calluses were unfamiliar to Jae Kyung, who had never done hard labor in his life.

What on earth had happened to Jae Kyung’s body?

Like the protagonist in a movie who was suddenly abducted by aliens, experimented on, and returned with his memories erased, Jae Kyung felt afraid of the changes in his body.

Though they said he had been lying in bed, an entire year of time had disappeared.

Having a scar he had no memory of was just unpleasant.

So he had the scar that appeared on his body removed through a procedure. There had been a scar about 10 centimeters long where Han Bo Mi’s warmth had touched.

Did that Nakwon guy have a scar here too?

What am I thinking… It’s unpleasant enough that our faces look alike, there’s no way we could have the same scar by coincidence.

When Jae Kyung changed clothes and went out to the living room, Bo Mi, who had been sitting on the sofa, hurriedly stood up when she saw him.

“Thank you for the clothes.”

Bo Mi in the fluttering white dress was far more beautiful than he had imagined.

“It suits you well.”

Jae Kyung thought Secretary Kim had made a sensible choice considering the short preparation time. He’d have to give him a bonus later.

“I’m not sure if I should accept something like this.”

“Don’t say that.”

Jae Kyung approached Bo Mi and gazed down at her intently.

“If you get sick, I’ll be in even more pain.”

Bo Mi felt embarrassingly shy at Jae Kyung’s words. The tingling sensation in her palms was overwhelming. She gripped Jae Kyung’s arm tightly.

“Jae Kyung… I can’t believe you only like me.”

“How can I prove it to you?”

“…Am I too much of a coward?”

If only I could easily accept love, neither of us would have to struggle like this…

“No. I can’t believe you’ve accepted my feelings either.”

Jae Kyung cupped Bo Mi’s cheek and gazed at her with deep eyes.

“Believe me. I like you, Jae Kyung.”

Having come back after so much time, Bo Mi wanted to cherish Jae Kyung.

“I’ll believe you… Now stop.”

Jae Kyung swallowed and lowered his head slightly.

“Give me my reward.”

“Reward?”

“The one you promised if I ate the kimbap.”

Bo Mi blinked and burst out laughing.

“Don’t laugh. I’ve been looking forward to it all day.”

Bo Mi’s eyes curved gently as she interlaced her fingers with Jae Kyung’s. She sat him on the sofa and faced him.

“Close your eyes.”

Jae Kyung’s long eyelashes lowered like awnings. A silence settled between the two.

Bo Mi’s breath gently brushed Jae Kyung’s face.

The soft feeling of her lips touching and leaving his made Jae Kyung even more thirsty.

“You can open your eyes now.”

Bo Mi smiled at Jae Kyung with a flushed face.

“Is that all?”

I’d give more than that even to a child.

“It was a kiss. If you eat well, I’ll give you another one.”

“Hah…”

Licking the corner of his tantalizing lips, Jae Kyung grabbed Bo Mi’s waist and pulled her into an embrace.

“Oh my!”

Bo Mi let out a short cry as her body suddenly tilted.

“Now that I’ve received my reward, it’s time to punish you for teasing me too much.”

“What?”

The hand that had trailed up Bo Mi’s back cupped her round head. Jae Kyung’s face drew near. Bo Mi closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly. His breath touched her as their lips met.

As they rubbed softly together, hot passion surged between their parted lips.

Bo Mi’s arms around Jae Kyung’s neck tightened at the thrilling sensation spreading in her mouth.

A little closer. She wanted to connect more deeply with this man.

Bo Mi lifted her hips to sit on Jae Kyung’s firm thighs. Their breaths intertwined between their overlapping lips. A tingling sensation spread down her spine.

The two explored each other gently at first, then passionately, as if not wanting to separate, keeping their lips pressed together for a long time.

Bo Mi pulled away, exhaling roughly. Her wet lips glistened in the dim light.

How much more would she get to know this man tonight?

Spending the night with the man she loved was both terrifying and exciting.

Bo Mi pressed her lips to Jae Kyung’s again, feeling regretful.

“Jae Kyung. I don’t think the punishment was enough…”

“We haven’t even started yet.”

Jae Kyung smiled with languid eyes as he gently licked the corner of her departing lips.