41 DONsT TEST MY PATIENCE (2/2)

I looked down. Should I tell him? But he said, he will love more. But will he accept me? I don't know if his love for me is enough to do that. But still, I have to do this. Better now than later.

I looked back at him, then,”Minho, I want to say...”

I took a deep breath, ”I want you to know that I may be not as innocent as you think I am.”

”I know 'cause we all have that fair share of badness.”

”Yeah. And I've had sex with my boyfriend before. When we were still together.” I covered my eyes, afraid of what expressions I would see in his.

But he pulled my hands away, and looked me straight in the eye. ”So what?”

”You, you don't hate me?”

”I told you, it doesn't matter. If I truly love her, I'll love her. It's in the past now. And we're on to the future.”

”You're not disgusted with me?”

”No. I'm just happy that you trusted me of your secret. It makes me feel so loved. So, no.Never. Never will I feel disgusted of you okay? Don't look down on yourself. You have done what you have felt is right.”

I sobbed. Minho hugged me. ”Minho, you don't really mind about it?”

He sighed and kissed my head. ”Actually, I feel a little disappointed that I wasn't the first. But, what's done is done. I just have to accept it you know. But it won't change the fact that I love you.”

I looked at him. ”Your love wasn't subtracted or anything?”

”No. In fact, it's multiplying a thousand times every single day. And today, it's multiplied a million times even more.”

I laughed and lightly spanked his shoulder. ”Silly.”

And then I looked at his eyes, those mesmerizing eyes. I want this man for myself. I want him so bad.

I moved closer and held the back of his head. He touched my cheeks as well.

”Minho,” I whispered. ”Will you mind if I do something bad to you?”

He answered, breathing heavily, ”What bad thing?”

”Oh, I don't know.” I inched closer until I sat on his lap.

”Cassidy, what are you trying to do?”

I smiled wickedly and rubbed myself into him. ”Minho, will you hate me if I showed my bad side to you?”

”Cassidy, stop doing that, okay?”

”But I like this Minho.” I leaned and whispered seductively on his ear, ”Don't you like this Minho?”

I felt his hands hold my waist. Hmmm. I traced my fingers down his neck. I saw him close his eyes and then...

I was pinned down on the couch. Minho was on top of me. My hands were above my head,and Minho's pinning them down. There wast lust in his eyes; lust, hunger and and anger.

”Cassidy. Don't. Test. My. Patience!!”