"I'm sure there are other women," I say, keeping my voice as calm as I can make it, even though that storm in Taehyung's eyes makes my own pulse accelerate. "But for some reason you want me. And I will give you my answer in the morning."

I feel the insane urge to giggle when I see the shock on his face. But it's a slightly hysterical feeling because as the shock is replaced by anger, I become aware that I've just poked the sleeping bear.