Valentine's Day (February 14th)
Amy had given him a specific list of acceptable gifts for Valentine's Day. He sighed, finding the process tedious and distressing. It was a useless holiday whose only purpose was to make men spend money and feel inadequate. He looked around the florists shop and found the roses Amy wanted finally. He was heading to the counter when he spotted the lilies.
Penny had decided to spend the day on her couch with a pint of chunky monkey and a handful of Johnny Depp movies. She had no interest in watching the world make goo-goo eyes at each other. A knock on the door made her pause Edward Scissorhands. She walked over and opened it up to find a delivery guy holding a huge vase.
"P. Queen? These are for you." He handed her the vase, smiled and walked back down the stairs. Penny placed the flowers on her counter top and reached for the card.
You're still my favorite blossom.
Penny stared at the stargazer lilies and lavender for a long time, her movie forgotten. When she went to bed later, she was exhausted from silently crying.
Sheldon hesitated outside her door when he got home from his evening with Amy. He was tired of this charade. He hated confrontation, but he also hated lying. And the kisses he had given in to tonight were exactly that. A lie. He respected Amy. She was smart, funny and she understood most of his work.
But he didn't feel excited with Amy. He didn't feel challenged with Amy. He didn't feel with Amy. It was Penny he cared about. Penny he needed. He sighed and admitted it to himself. It was Penny he wanted.
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny?"
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny?"
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny?"
He waited impatiently, but after complete silence he knocked a second round. He glanced at his watch. It was only 11:12 pm. Surely she was still awake. Sheldon pulled his keys from his pocket and used her spare to unlock her door. He stepped inside and made his way to her bedroom. He couldn't stop himself. He needed to see her. Penny was curled up on her side. He sat down on the edge and brushed her hair back from her face. Penny twitched and opened her eyes. She stared at him silently for several seconds.
"What do you want, Sheldon?" Her voice was tired and wary. Her words just reinforced the boiling desire inside him.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her up into his embrace. Penny's lips opened and her tongue slipped out to trace his bottom lip. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he groaned. He held her tightly and met her tongue with his own. He slipped a hand under her shirt and cupped her breast. Penny pressed into his hand for a second and then pushed away from him.
They were both breathing heavily. Sheldon licked his lips and Penny gently reached out to wipe at the lipstick on his top lip. She looked at him with anger and sadness. "Not my color," she whispered.
Sheldon sighed. "Amy insisted on a Valentine's Day kiss."
Penny nodded. "You kiss her, and then come kiss me. Nice, Sheldon. Real nice. Will you do the same if you slept with her? Come here afterwards expecting the same from me?"
Sheldon stared, appalled, at Penny. "Of course I wouldn't! Penny, I …I don't want to be with Amy. I want to be with you."
"Did you end your relationship?" she asked softly, tears beginning to slip down her cheeks.
Sheldon shook his head slowly. "Not yet."
Penny looked at him angrily. "So, you are cheating on her with me. Get out, Sheldon. I'm no man's other woman."
Sheldon reached out, but Penny slipped from the bed. She stood and walked to the bathroom. "Just go, Sheldon."
She shut and locked the door. Sheldon slowly stood and made his way back out of the apartment. He shut the door behind him, and leaned against it. Great.
Sheldon has been slowly falling for Penny for the last 8 months. Four months ago he realized he was attracted to Penny. That boy moves as slow as molasses in December!