This is a continuation of last week's story, the WIP prequel to IF I LOVED YOU. This week it has acquired a name! OUT OF MY DREAMS AND INTO MY HEART. Penny and Mark are still at dinner with Darvin and Tiffany. Things are heating up between Mark and Darvin.
“When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you,” Darvin spit back.
“In a test of wits, Sweets, you come up empty…so, bring it on.” Mark silently thanked his twin sister, Megan, for tutoring him in college, forcing him to learn.
“I’ll wipe the floor with you, Davis,” Sweetwater growled.
“Not if it’s a game of intelligence.”
“Come on, baby. Don’t get upset. Let’s get outta here, Darvin. Why don’t you come to my place for…uh…dessert?” Tiffany cooed, placing her hands around Darvin’s huge biceps.
Darvin looked at Tiffany, then at Penny.
“You want to come along and make it a threesome?” He licked his lips as his gaze raked over Penny’s body.
“Uh…not really. Not my thing. Don’t worry about me. I’ll grab a cab home,” Penny said.
“I can drive you home,” Mark piped up.
“It’s okay. Really.” Mark detected a nervous tone in her voice and he cursed silently. Shit. She thinks I’m gonna jump her in the car. Attack her like Darvin would. I’m nothing like him.
Darvin narrowed his eyes and a slow, evil grin played at his lips. “Fine, Penny, if that’s what you want. Leave Davis here by himself. Let’s go, Tiffany.” Darvin stood up, reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He dropped two hundred dollar bills on the table then handed a twenty to Penny.
“Here’s for your cab. You’re one hot chick.” Darvin and Tiffany stood up together. “I’ll see you on the playing field, Davis. Better watch your back…bro.” Sweetwater laughed as he and Tiffany left the restaurant.
Penny twirled the twenty dollar bill in her hand. Her gaze dropped to her hands then up to her water glass. She folded, unfolded and refolded the bill.
Oh my God. She’s afraid of me.
“Hey, look. Do whatever makes you comfortable,” Mark said, resting his hand on hers lightly for only a moment.
She jumped, fear evident in her eyes.
“I’m not going to hurt you, try to take advantage of you…anything. I’m a regular guy. I’ve got a twin sister. I like women, respect ‘em.”
Penny continued to twist the twenty in her hands. “I’d better go.”
“If that’s what you want. But I’m going to have another cup of coffee and I was considering dessert.”
Penny turned frightened eyes on him as she began to stand up.
Make her feel safe, you idiot!
“No, no, I mean real dessert. I hear they have great hot fudge here. How about splitting a hot fudge sundae with me? Three scoops – all your choice. Or you can catch a taxi if that makes you feel safer.”
Penny sat down and blew out a breath. “I love hot fudge. How did you know?”
“Everybody loves hot fudge, especially me.” He smiled at her and signaled to the waitress who came over right away. She rattled off six flavors of ice cream.
“You choose,” Mark said, gesturing to her with his hand. “I like ‘em all.”
“Hmm, let’s see. Mint chip for sure, vanilla and how about coffee?” She turned to look at Mark.
“Sounds good to me. Whipped cream and two cherries, please.”