Sorry, but I really felt like writing some Lenelope fluff before going to bed.
Don't worry, the story will become exciting again next chapter!
I just had to write this, cause I'm feeling all lovey-do at the mo.
All I'll say is enjoy the fluff while you can...It might not last long...
Review if you would :)
IDOA
Chapter thirty-two: Sweet Worries
After breakfast, Leo gave the helm to Coach Hedge. They would be arriving in Charleston in
ten minutes, and something had been bugging Leo.
He made his way to Penelope's room, careful that no one saw him, and knocked quietly before
opening the door and slipping in.
"Honestly, fire boy, why do you knock if you don't wait until I say come in?"
Penelope, who was sitting in front of her dresser, rolled her eyes at him, and then returned to
brushing her hair.
Leo shrugged his shoulders and sat down on her bed, watching as she started to braid her hair
down the side.
"What's up?" Pen asked lightly, tying the end of her braid with a dark hair band and turning to Leo.
"Nothing" Leo lied and started to fiddle with a spare drachma that was lying on Penelope's bed.
"Don't lie" Penelope said, and sat down on the bed as well.
"It's just, I've been thinking.." Leo started
"About?"
"About that ghost in the battery. Jason said Reyna was different to him after she talked to it, and I
didn't want.." he trailed off avoiding Pen's penetrating gaze.
He expected her to question him further, but instead she laughed, so lightly that his spirits lifted.
"Oh, that's sweet. Are you worried about me, fire boy?" she grinned, poking him in the side.
"Just saying" Leo replied, flipping the drachma in his hand. It's golden glow reminded him
of the gleam of the fire in his dream, and he could feel sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Apparently Pen noticed, too, because she asked "Are you okay?"
Leo nodded, quickly conjuring up a grin. "'Course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"
It was difficult to meet her eyes when he was lying, but he did so anyway, hoping to convince her.
"You know you can tell me everything, right?" she said, her voice soft.
"Yeah, I know." Leo smiled, genuinely this time. He had no idea what exactly was going on between them, but he knew he trusted Penelope completely.
"When do we arrive?" Pen asked, glancing at the clock.
Leo did so, too. "In about eight minutes."
"You'll take care at the museum today, won't you?" her tone was a little worried, and Leo mocked
her "Oh that's sweet. Are you worried about me, magic girl?"
"Oh, shut up." Penelope laughed, and got up, holding out her hand.
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah, just a minute." Leo grinned, taking the offered hand but instead of getting up, pulling Pen
down next to him.
"Hey-" she started to protest, but Leo cut her off with a kiss. He could feel her grin, as she inched
closer to him. Gods, her lips were just so soft, and somehow her scent reminded him of chocolate
brownies. Mhm...
They didn't say anything for a while, until there was a knock on the door and Annabeth's voice called "Pen! Are you ready?"
With a jump, they broke apart and Penelope held a finger to her lips towards Leo before calling
"Yep, be up in a minute!"
"Hurry up" Annabeth called and they could hear her footsteps retreating down the hall.
For a moment there was an awkward silence before they both cracked up.
"Come on, fire boy." Penelope grinned and this time they really did get up.
Before they walked out of the room, Penelope stopped and stood on tip toe, leaning in to Leo.
For a second he thought she would kiss him again, but instead she whispered in his ear.
"And you really have to stop cutting me off mid-sentence, Valdez. Or you'll have to face my anger."
Sticking her tongue out at him she disappeared up the stairs, leaving Leo standing in the doorway,
watching her go.