I was taken by surprise at Jimin's harsh words. He was coming in from the back deck with a look of disdain mixed with concern. He walked right up until he was standing in front of me but did not touch me.

"I have been looking everywhere for you."

I raised my eyebrows in astonishment. "Um, you were? Why?"

"I," He glanced over at Jess and seemed to be rethinking his words, "I just didn't know where you were."

"I knew where they were," JHope replied as he and Taehyung rounded the corner from the kitchen. They plopped down onto the sofa. Taehyung had a smug, satisfied look.

"You said that Jess went out shopping. You didn't say anything about Dia." Jimin turned to look at Hobi.

"You didn't ask," Hobi smirked, "besides, it was fun to see you be the one that was worried for once."

Jimin looked up to the ceiling and blew out a breath before bringing his head back down and locking eyes with me. There was a look there that I couldn't quite explain. He seemed to be warring with himself and there seemed to be a mixture of frustration and relief in his expression.

"I'm sorry," I expressed, "I didn't think. I didn't realize you would want to know where I was. I didn't think things were that serious."

Jimin's face fell and I realized I had said the wrong thing. Shit. Why did I say that? It wasn't true. I was head over heels for this guy in a matter of days. I just didn't think things were that serious for him.

"Yeah, no." Jimin reached up to scratch the back of his head. "Yeah, you're right. It's not." He started to back away and looked up as he was retreating out the door. His entire face showed the hurt he was feeling. Fuck. "It's cool. I just thought something might have happened. Everything's cool." He turned around and walked through the door to the beach. Shit. Everything was not cool. Shit.

I looked over at Jess who was staring at me with a concerned look on her face. I moved from her to JHope and felt irritation arise as he continued to sit on the coach with a smug look.

"Yeah," Taehyung cleared his throat smiling, "You're gonna wanna go after him."

I glared at him and wanted to tear him limb from limb for finding this so amusing. Ultimately, I decided to make better use of my energy by making things right with Jimin. What the hell was that all about?

I walked out the door after Jimin, looking out onto the beach and trying to determine which direction he went. I started down the deck stairs to the sand heading for the shore. I didn't have to go far. Just ahead and off to the right, Jimin was lounging in one of the beach chairs that we were using earlier. He was just staring out at the ocean, seemingly lost in thought. I felt nervous approaching him. I wanted to make things right again. And I wanted to know where he was at with whatever was between us. But this man intimidated me like no other. He was intoxicating and demanding. He was sweet and gentle. He was kind. He was sexy. He was so much more.

I sat down timidly next to him. I wasn't sure what to expect.

"I'm so sorry, Jimin." I pleaded, "I didn't mean it the way it sounded."

Jimin heaved a heavy sigh continuing to look straight ahead. He pulled his knees up and rested his forearms on them. The move made his arm muscles bulge and I visibly swallowed knowing now was not the time to get turned on.

"Nah, you're right. I don't have any right to wanna keep tabs on you. You aren't under any obligation with me. I shouldn't have made any assumptions."

"I just didn't think it mattered," I spoke softly, "I didn't think you would care."

Jimin turned his head to the side to look at me and chuckled. "I thought I scared you off. I thought maybe the tying you up thing was too much and you had left for good. Your car wasn't here."

I felt myself flush just thinking about this morning. It was all I had thought about for most of the day. "Are you kidding me? That was hot. Way hotter than I would have thought."

Jimin's face grew serious again and he turned his head back straight again.

"I'm not used to feeling like this." He responded after a while.

"feeling like what?" I questioned.

"I don't know really. I want to talk to you. And I want to see you." He turned his head back to me with a seductive grin. "And I want to kiss you. alot. I was worried about you when I couldn't find you and had no way to reach you. I was upset thinking I might never see you again."

A smile stretched across my face. "You were worried about me?"

Jimin reached over and hauled me into his lap so I was sitting between his legs with my back against his chest. He wrapped his arms tight around me. "so worried" he whispered in my ear.

I felt him sigh as I laid against him. "I don't know what to make of this." I murmured, "I'm so scared of what I'm feeling and what I'm thinking. I'm scared of what you are feeling. And I'm scared to develop expectations."

He tightened his arms around me as he responded, "I don't know what to make of this either. I mean it. I'm not used to this feeling. It's all new to me. It's not that I don't care about others or haven't cared about others. But it's never mattered much the next morning. Yet I find myself seeking you out."

I found myself giddy at his words. Yet at the same time, I was terrified to put myself out there and end up hurt. This man could do some serious damage. Did he even know how lethal he really was?

Suddenly there was a clicking sound off in the distance. Jimin's entire body tensed around me.

"Jimin, what..."

"Shhh. Don't move." He kept one arm around me and slowly reached into his pocket for his phone. I guess he had dialed a number because the next second, he was speaking to someone, "Jae-Ho. On the beach. It sounds like it is coming from my right. Got it." He put the phone down and placed his arm back around me, "okay. just be still and it shouldn't be long. Try to put your head down so your face is covered."

What in the hell was going on? I was so scared but I didn't dare move. After what felt like an eternity, Jimin's bodyguard approached us out of the dark. I was startled by his sudden appearance.

Jimin stood up from behind me and pulled me to my feet as we both faced Jae-Ho.

"Got him, boss," He spoke in a deep, gruff voice, "destroyed his camera which he wasn't too happy about. And he seems to be the only one but we gotta go into shadow protocol anyway.

Jimin groaned. I didn't know what it meant, but he clearly wasn't happy with "shadow protocol".

"Okay. Thanks man. Just a few days though right?"

"For now. I'll notify Bang and we will see what he wants. It may end up being a week."

Jimin nodded his head and placed his hands on my shoulders as he urged me forward. We walked back to the house. I had no idea what was going on.