Unconventional Romance Chapter 10

He looked sheepishly at Amy and murmured, "Amy, I am certain I have done something wrong. Please do me a favor and tell me. You know it will take me weeks to figure it out on my own, if ever."

Amy sat up and gritted her teeth, "I am not sure how you could possibly be confused. You just stated you wouldn't consciously want to touch me. Dig in that deep dark pit of your mind where you hide your empathy and imagine why that might upset me. Just think about it."She turned away and stared out the window watching the rain.

Sheldon looked at his hands instead of his girlfriend's face. He remembered all the mean things Bernadette had said about Amy not being desirable and they were all wrong. Amy was desirable to him; too much so. That was exactly the problem. He didn't know how he could explain it her without sounding like a sex maniac. He clenched his jaw in anger, but Amy thought he was mad at her for being upset.

"I know you hate it when I get emotional. But right now I am. So if you don't want to deal with it, just leave."

"I don't want to leave Amy. I want to understand how I can fix this." Amy turned around to face him but refused to look him in the eye. Sheldon took what he could, "Amy you misunderstood. Remember, I said would never touch you THAT much. I mean, I was covering every inch of you. I have never done that before and it was not something I would do IF I had to think about it. I would have been frozen in fear."

Sheldon moved closer to her. "Look at me Amy, please?"

Amy leered up at Sheldon with red swollen eyes, "I just really don't understand how you can kiss me so easily, but everything else is so abhorrent. I wonder if the ONLY reason you kiss me is out of obligation. If that's the case, please stop. I don't want your pity." She looked away again unable to see him without crying.

"Amy, I don't kiss you from obligation. Believe me."

Amy let out a sigh and looked down at her hands. Sheldon continued to speak as he pulled the barrier of the blanket slowly off her, "I do want to touch you, but, to touch you that much… it's not something I could do if I thought about it." Sheldon took a deep swallow and closed his eyes while he said, "I don't care what you may have been told by your so-called friends, or what you think; but you are very desirable Amy. It's not you. It's me."

"What do you mean, Sheldon? What have you heard?"

Sheldon twitched slightly, "Um… nothing. I just know you wonder about stuff like that."

He remembered the conversation he had overheard when she wondered why he touched Penny and not her. He wanted to let her know without revealing his blatant snooping.

"You might even wonder…" He cleared his throat, "why is it that I can easily touch others but not you." He moved closer to Amy and gently placing a hand under her chin he raised her face to make her look at him.

"The reason is that when I casually touch them, it doesn't drown me like it does with you. Every touch from you is amplified through my system to a deafening tone. It's overwhelming. A slight touch from say, Penny, means nothing; it's a murmur. From you? It's a chorus." Sheldon moved closer to her and as his fingers moved to touch her face as he placed his other hand on her neck.

Amy gave a slight smile, "I know that Sheldon. Why do you think I try not to touch you when we kiss? I don't want to overwhelm you. It's been difficult to censor my actions, but I don't want to scare you off."

Sheldon let out a light chuckle, "I thought you were just shy."

Amy raised her one eye brow, "I'm not that shy Sheldon." He moved closer to her and stared at her lips. Amy started to stutter, "Well… mmm… Mmayybee a little shy..I guess." Amy licked her lips and drew in a breath, "Sheldon you are not the only one who gets overwhelmed. I do as well."

"You do? Oh Amy. I am so glad to hear that." Sheldon relaxed in an instant.

"You forget, this is also new to me. We had matching panic attacks at Prom did we not?"

Sheldon couldn't hold back his smirk, "Yes we did."

"That was so romantic." Amy let out a huge sigh.

Sheldon looked dreamy-eyed. "It was, wasn't it?"

Amy blushed and batted her eyes at Sheldon. "You know Sheldon… Kissing you.. it's sometimes, it's…"

"Yes?"

Amy let out a huge sigh, "It's all I can do not to collapse. It's like when you put your tongue on a 9 volt battery. The shock is slight, and you should be repelled, but you can't stop. It's exhilarating."

Sheldon just beamed at his girlfriend, "That's exactly how I feel! My god Amy. You know just what to say." Amy tried to suppress her smile, but she couldn't. Sheldon inched even closer to her, "Well, just to clarify. I do enjoy kissing you. That is why I asked to add it to the agreement."

"You seemed to, um enjoy it more lately… I noticed…" Amy looked down at her hands as a wave of reticence rolled over her.

Sheldon scooted even closer to her, "I hope you do as well, and, I no longer want you to have to censor your actions so much with me. I'm not a child."

Amy smirked at Sheldon's childlike pouting face. He was happy to see even a slight smile from her, "Next time I kiss you, maybe you could, hmm, not hold back? Let's see how I do."

"Really? I would like that!"

"Well I think I would as well."

All the talk of kissing had caused a growing desire in Sheldon which he could no longer ignore. He moved within a millimeter of her mouth and whispered so softly she could feel his lips move over hers.

"Because sometimes Amy… Your touch may deafen me, but it is the only thing I want to hear."

His slow kiss started off softly until he felt Amy's hands on the sides of his face. She lightly ran her fingers over his hair line to his ear. She outlined the folds of his ears to his ear lobe. Sheldon was quivering under her feather touch. With every touch Sheldon's kiss was intensified and amplified. By the time she reached his neck and the top of his shoulders Sheldon was practically on top of Amy drowning her in one of the most powerful kisses she had ever experienced. His hands weren't idle. He held onto the nape of her neck and face at first, but motivated by her touch he moved his hands to her shoulders. He was gripping her so tightly, when he moved his hands, the robe went with them. Just as he was about to move his mouth to her freshly exposed neck and rip off her robe, a loud knock was at the door.

"ROOM SERVICE!"

Sheldon jumped off the couch again. This time he was surprised and angry at the interruption. "Why on earth are they here again?"

Amy pulled her robe closed and covered herself with the blanket, "I'm sorry Sheldon. I took the liberty to order breakfast from Room service. I didn't want to disrupt your routine."

Sheldon was torn between jumping back on the couch and answering the door. The second knock helped him to decide.

The same uninterested man rushed in the room, placed the food quickly on the table, pushed a receipt in Sheldon's hand and was gone before Sheldon could get a word out.

He looked over the feast that included cereal and 2% milk and smiled at Amy, "Even though you were angry with me you still ordered my usual breakfast?"

Amy grinned and pushed her hair back behind her ears, "Well, don't get a big head Sheldon. It was for self-preservation; you get grumpy when you don't eat." Amy handed him his bowl and milk. She had ordered a larger than normal breakfast because she knew Sheldon would be stealing her bacon and toast before long. He was always stealing her food. She found it adorable that a man who hated anyone touching his food, had no problem stealing hers.

Sheldon was still uneasy during breakfast. He watched Amy drink her tea and smile into the cup and wondered what she was thinking. She raised her smile to him as he snatched another slice of her bacon, "So, am I still in trouble?" He blinked his big blue eyes at her in such a sparkling way it would have made an anime character proud.

"No Sheldon. You're good. Very, very good." Amy sat back on the couch and tapped her tea mug, "Now, what to do today? Hmm…" Amy's eyes lit up, "Hey! We can play the hot boiled beans game, like from Christmas!"

Sheldon shook his head, "Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you, I love you.." Amy grinned at him. He had found so many times to use that phrase since Christmas. He said it about everything: She would say, he had to go to work, "why do you hate me…" She told them they had to buy more tea, "Why do you hate me…?" They had to get gas before going to the comic store, "Why do you hate me..?" Amy knew exactly what he was playing at. He loved to hear her say the inevitable line, "I don't hate you… I love you." It was his way of hearing it as often as he could.

"Well you call it love, but I hate hidden objects. Koothrapali better not have lied to me about that sock."

"What sock?"

"Don't worry. I wouldn't want to upset you." Sheldon moved over to her plate and grabbed her last piece of toast, "Well, I had planned to show you around Catalina, maybe take you on a tour. There is even a haunting tour of Avalon. Unfortunately like I said, the flying fish are out of season and anyway you would have had to take a small boat to see them."

"A small boat? Ha! No way would we've done that."

"Yeah, it would be unsafe, and one boat ride was enough for me for a while." Sheldon looked over at his bag, "I have an inordinate amount of research on my lap top. I guess it's all for nothing now." Sheldon looked sadly down at his knees.

"Sheldon, look outside, even if I did have clothes, we wouldn't want to go out. Besides, your knowledge would be better than any tour guide and you know it. So, what's up with these fish, anyway?"

That was all he needed, he went over to his lap top and pulled up all the research he had done for their trip.

"The flying fish don't really fly. That's a misnomer. However, they do glide across the water. They have large fins and can glide for almost a mile. It's amazing, but best viewed at night or by helicopter."

"There is no way you'd do that!"

Sheldon held his chin up, "You don't know. I am getting much braver lately."

"Yes, you are. Much more…" Amy was thinking back to the kiss she'd experienced before breakfast and had a dreamy smile on her face. Sheldon continued on his lecture unaware of his zoned out audience member.

Throughout the morning, Sheldon showed Amy virtual tours, videos of the flying fish, helicopter rides over the island, all the while the rain was pouring out side. After a few hours, if there was anything Amy didn't know about Catalina, she didn't need to know it.

"I knew you would be the best tour guide! Now, I am going to take a quick shower." Amy got up and headed to the bath. She stopped at the pamphlet on the counter, "Oh I forgot about that free spa day."

"Would you want to do that Amy? Have strangers touch your body like that?" Sheldon could not bear the thought of anyone touching him in that way, let alone touching Amy's naked form. He shuddered at that the thought and rushed over to make sure there were no pictures of Brad types on the pamphlet.

"It's nicer than you think, but I can understand how you would hate it. I would like to do the facial though, but I don't want to leave you alone."

"By all means, I wanted to run out and get something anyway."

"What?"

"You'll see. Now, hmmm… How to get you down stairs to the spa without anyone seeing your…." He took a swallow, "Body..."

"Oh Sheldon it's ok this robe covers everything."

Sheldon let out a chuckle, "Ha! Amy, that robe is a thin as gnat's whisker. Or the evidence for big foot, or thin as a Depression era soup. Or thin as…"

"I get it Sheldon!" She tried to cover herself now painfully aware of her exposure, "Why didn't you say anything? I sat here like an idiot in front of Brad in this paper thin garment thinking I was safe. Oh man…."

Sheldon looked down at her almost see-through robe and swallowed. He did not want to admit he was enjoying his own Amy Farrah Fowler show, so he just blinked in response. Amy smirked at him and crossed her arms, "Well, I'll wear what you bought me."

"Amy that's far too tight for public consumption! Everyone will see your curves, and your…" He was looking over her body and gulping loudly. Amy couldn't help be pleased that Sheldon was looking at her in such a lurid fashion. However she quickly dismissed his concerns.

"What about if I wear this robe over it."

"Oh, that's different." He shrugged and let her pass. A short while later Amy emerged from the bedroom area with her new outfit on, but also with the robe as a cover. Sheldon could still see her chest was exposed so he went over and tied it more securely.

Amy held out her legs showing off her new hosiery, "I love these tights, by the way! So much easier to get on! I am only going to buy this kind from now on!"

Sheldon had difficulty shaking off the image of her legs in the thigh highs and nothing else. He led her out of the room and guarded her like she was pop-star and he was her own personal security. He laughed, "It's like the movie, the Body Guard."

Amy stopped dead in her tracks, "You.. You Sheldon Cooper… Watched the Body Guard, with Whitney Houston?"

"Yes, and that Water World guy, but Raj ruined it with his crying fit during the Dolly Parton song."

"Wait, hold up. You know that song?"

"Yes. I grew up in Texas. It was required listening. That other woman didn't do it justice. Now, come quickly, I don't want those men to share the elevator with you." Sheldon glared at the group of men down the hall who were calling for Sheldon to hold the elevator. They were all wearing plaid shirts and jeans, like some evil farmer triad. Sheldon was sure they were up to no good.

Amy had an hour to wait for her appointment. Still recovering from the knowledge that Sheldon had watched the Body guard, she told him to go and have fun and leave her to read glossy girly magazines.

The rain had finally let up so he went to the flower shop down the street. Unfortunately, Sheldon didn't realize that buying flowers on Valentine's Day on an island would be like a black Friday sale at Best Buy. By the time he got the counter, they were out of flowers. Disappointed he made his way back to the hotel and ran into his new Gardner friend, Javier.

"Hola, Papi, how'd it go with the medicine?"

"Hi Javier. Very well, but I will have to check her chest again this evening."

"I bet you will papi, Ha!" He slapped Sheldon on the back and winked at him.

Sheldon grimaced, "Well, thank you for your help. She is recovering nicely." Sheldon looked over at the garden and had a brilliant thought, "Do you have roses?"

"No man. I am converting all the plants here to natives. I just pulled out all the Gardenias today."

Sheldon slumped. Roses were the ultimate in romance and were a must have on his romance list. Then a new idea blossomed in his head, "Hey, can I have the petals?"

Javier smiled and hit Sheldon on the back again, "Ha! You are a genius, ay, Dr. Cooper?"

"Yes and a romantic god! She won't know what hit her! Blamo! Instant romance!"

Sheldon returned to their room with the plastic bag filled with gardenia petals that Javier had given him. He noticed the time and realized that Amy would only have been in the spa for about 10 minutes, so he decided to wait for her down stairs but not before making a strongly worded complaint to the management about their food choices.

The innkeeper tried to rush to the back when he approached, but Sheldon caught him just in time, "Excuse me. I need to speak with you about your menu choices."

"Of course sir. What can we do for you? Some chocolate covered strawberries and champagne for your beloved?" The Innkeepers flat delivery and monotone response was lost on Sheldon.

"Oh, that's a good idea." Sheldon preordered their chocolate covered strawberries to be delivered at 7:00pm. He was so pleased with his choice he almost forgot to complain about the food. He quickly turned around much to the dismay of the Innkeeper who had hoped this high-maintenance guest was satisfied. " But I must discuss a grave concern I have over your culinary ethnic smorgasbord?"

"HUH?"

"First of all, in what world does one put avocado in egg rolls? I mean are you running a hotel or a culinary island of Dr Moreau?"

"Sir, that was a special for our honored quests. The annual Southern Californian Avocado grower's convention. I'm sure you've seen the signs." Sheldon turned ghost white and looked around him. He was surrounded by glossy pictures of avocados, stuffed avocado based dolls and cook book displays. Sheldon had landed his allergic girlfriend in avocado hell. There was even a fluffy large avocado mascot greeting guests at the café.

Sheldon turned back to the inn keeper. "My god, it's like avocado hall of horrors!"

"I know! Frankly I thought it was little much to change the facial cream to avocado base, but the farmer's wives seem to love it… I think the seed scrub is the most popular." The innkeeper rambled on about how many things had avocado in it. He didn't notice his ghost white patron hyperventilating. Sheldon's eyes couldn't have gotten wider. He rushed down the hall to the spa.

Amy heard a commotion from the lobby.

"Sir, you can't go back there!"

"Unhand me, you purveyor of poison!" Sheldon burst into the room screaming, "Where is Amy Farrah Fowler? What have you done to her?" The other women in the spa screamed and tried to cover themselves. Amy yelled out to him. She tried to get the mask off her face before Sheldon came in, but she only was able to get half of it off before he saw her.

"Sheldon! What's wrong?"

Sheldon took one look at Amy and almost fainted. "Oh God, they got to you! Your face is melting! This is worse than Raiders of the Lost Arc. You monsters! You've destroyed her perfect face!"

Sheldon rushed over to Amy and shouted at her, "Where is your purse?" Sheldon didn't wait for any answer. He found her bag, dumped it out on the floor again and found her epi pen. Amy jumped off the table to avoid Sheldon stabbing at her. "Sheldon! Stop! What the hell?" Sheldon chased her around the table, stabbing at her with each pass. Amy screamed and the spa ladies called security.

"I've brought you to the viper pit of Hass Hell! Amy… Stand still!" He lunged at her again. "Avocados Amy! Everywhere!"

"Sheldon! I didn't eat any avocados!"

"They put it in the scrubs Amy, in the very acid base concoction melting your face!"

Amy stopped, held up her hand and snapped at him. She glared at him with icy green eyes. Sheldon stopped dead in his tracks as she bellowed at him, "Stop! I told them not to use it. I am fine. Stand down, Sheldon! Now!"

Sheldon was hyperventilating, "Are you sure?"

Amy held her hand for the Epi Pen, "Yes, now hand it over." Sheldon handed her the Epi pen, but then he saw small stream of blood running down his hand. He had engaged the pen and clipped his finger on the needle. Next thing he remembered was own scream rattling in his ears and blackness.

A/N: Big thank you to ShAmy4vr for Beta reading again. I really should go to the UK and thank her in person. I will go tell my husband right now to book tickets!

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