PENELOPE AND SPENCER

Ch. 5

Penelope and Spencer slept in each other's arms all night. They did wake up a couple of times, spooned together. The next morning, they woke up at the same time. Penelope was spooned up to Spencer's back. His hand was holding hers to his bare chest.

Spencer's stomach growled loudly, very, very loudly. Penelope snorted and chuckled.

"Don't tell me you're hungry again!"

"As a matter of fact, yes I am. I'm also in need of coffee. Do you have any we could possibly make?" Spence answered, somewhat indignantly.

"Yes, I do. I actually have breakfast food as well. Cold cereal or I could cook breakfast, if you'd like."

"I'd love a hot breakfast. What do you have in mind? I can help, if you'd like."

"I can cook pancakes, waffles, oatmeal. Take your pick."

"I haven't had waffles in a really long time! I love them!"

"I'll get coffee started and mix up the batter while the waffle iron's getting hot. You can set the table and get the syrup out of the cupboard. The butter's in the fridge."

With that, they both got started on their projects, quietly chatting. They touched hands unconsciously.

Pen pulled plates and coffee cups out of the dish cupboard while Spencer set the table with silverware, napkins, creamer, and the butter dish. Penelope poured coffee for both of them. The sugar bowl was already on the table with a sugar spoon set in it. Spence set their cups at their places. Soon, waffles were done and on plates. The plates were quickly placed on the table next to the coffee cups.

While Pen cooked breakfast for them, Spence came up behind her and put his arms around her, holding her back close to his front.

Penelope sighed softly.

"You like?" Spence asked.

"Yes, I do. I've never had a man do that to me."

"I'll have to do that more often."

"You know we'll have to keep all of this quiet for awhile."

"I know Pen. I've heard the same rumors about why the fraternization rules are in place. I don't want either of us to get in trouble with Strauss. You know how she can get."

"Same here. Now, if you'll extract yourself, I can get breakfast on the table while it's hot!"

"Wouldn't want that happening! My stomach's growling even more and I'm a growing guy besides."

"Well, we need you to grow more, in the stomach, that is." They both chuckled at that.

They went and sat down to eat.

*I am so sorry that it's taken me so long to get this up and ready to read! Please, no lasagna noodles (wet or dry!). My muses were laying dormant for a few days and wouldn't wake up.*