So sorry for the late update, I've been pretty busy.
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Penny checked the clock. It was 6:25 and Sheldon was due to knock on her door at any moment. Penny decided to wear a mauve flowing top and a pair of dark wash skinny jeans. She was in the bathroom checking her makeup and making sure her shoulder length curls were perfectly in place. She dabbed on a touch of lip gloss and made kissy lips at her cat, who sat on the lid of the toilet. As she left the bathroom and put on her cognac riding boots, a grin snuck onto her face. She couldn't wait to see Sheldon and find out what he had in store for her.
There was a knock on the door, three times followed by her name. As he continued his knocking ritual, her heart pounded in her chest. She felt incredibly nervous as she plucked her leather jacket from the back of the couch, her keys, and wristlette clutch from the coffee table and proceeded to the door. She gripped the door handle and inhaled a quick breath, opening the door at the end of his second round of knocks. Sheldon was wearing his light blue tv color bar t-shirt underneath his windbreaker jacket. Penny smiled and closed the door behind her.
"Hi Sheldon, you look nice." Penny said as she took his hand into hers. He offered a smile, but Penny saw something more. Behind his crystal clear blue eyes, Penny noticed a spark behind them that she only saw when he attempted to explain science, or the one time he tried to explain Doctor Who to her. Sheldon laced his fingers into hers and gently pressed his thumb into her palm. The pressure felt oddly comforting.
"As do you." He replied. "Shall we?" He continued as he motioned for them to leave. The two of them walked down the stairwell together holding hands. Penny's palms felt clammy and she wanted nothing more than to wipe them on her jeans, but she also didn't want to let go of his hand. She chose to ignore her impulse and hoped that he wouldn't notice how nervous she was.
Sheldon was a gentleman as they made their way through the lobby. He opened the door for her and placed his hand on the small of her back, guiding her through the lobby doors. Penny didn't know what Sheldon drove or where he had parked, so when he pulled out his keys from his pants pocket and remotely unlocked the doors to a BMW X3, her mouth dropped open.
Sheldon walked her over to his metallic silver crossover and opened the passenger door for her. Penny climbed in and was hesitant to touch anything inside. The car was obviously newer and with Sheldon's personality, would stay that way. Gently, she ran her fingertips along the leather arm rest that separated them. Sheldon got into the driver side, plugged his key into the ignition, and turned the car over.
"How expensive was your car, Sheldon! I feel like I'm going to break something." Penny said in a slightly stunned tone. Sheldon smirked as he put his car into drive and pulled away from his parking spot in front of the building. The radio softly played in the background; it was on an alternative rock station. Penny watched as he confidently moved through traffic toward their dinner destination.
"Penny I have been frugal with my money for the majority of my career, I felt that since I achieved my goal, I could splurge on something that I would be driving for years to come." Sheldon replied as he quickly shoulder checked and switched into the left lane. Penny smirked as she looked out the window. She remembered when he drove her to the hospital after she dislocated her shoulder. He was light years ahead of where he was years ago.
The two drove in silence, Sheldon kept one hand on the gear shift as he drove and Penny nonchalantly placed her hand over his. Sheldon looked over at her for a quick second and she smiled at him. Her nervousness was quickly disappearing and was being replaced with excited butterflies. While she was watching the store fronts of Pasadena pass by, she heard some familiar lyrics on the radio.
Love sings when it transcends the bad things,
Have a heart and try me,
Cause without love I won't survive.
Penny quietly listened to the beat of the music while silently mouthing the words. She was absolutely in love with this song. It reminded her of her teenage summers, even though the song was released well after she finished high school. She listened as the instrumental break lead into the second verse.
I'm fettered and abused,
Stand naked and accused,
Should I surface this one-man submarine?
As Penny listened, she noticed Sheldon was quietly singing along to the lyrics. She looked over at him and caught him off guard. He quickly smiled. She couldn't tell if he was blushing, though she was certain he was. Penny licked her lips, trying to figure him out.
"What?" Sheldon quickly asked as he returned his gaze to the road. The music played on in the background, Penny narrowed her gaze at him for a moment. Sheldon Cooper didn't know who Radiohead was, so how was it possible that he knew the lyrics to an Incubus song?
"Sheldon, how do you know this song?" She asked, almost sounding defensive. She flicked her eyes to the radio in an attempt to mask whatever it was she felt inside of her. It was just intriguing that a man who listened to a Richard Feynman lecture while jogging, knew the lyrics to one of her favorite songs.
"I shouldn't have to remind you that I have a working knowledge of the entire universe and all it contains, but I have a working knowledge of the entire universe and all it contains, including song lyrics. Also, Leonard got laryngitis so I had to take his place as the lead singer in Rock Band for a week." Sheldon explained. Penny smiled. Maybe there was more to Doctor Cooper than meets the eye.
Sheldon pulled into the restaurant's parking lot, parked the car and the two made their way into the restaurant. It was a cute family owned Italian restaurant, Penny admired the coziness of the atmosphere as Sheldon spoke to the hostess about his reservation. Soon they were seated at a booth and Sheldon pulled out a travel pack of Lysol wipes from his inside coat pocket and began disinfecting the table.
Penny ordered a chicken caesar salad and Sheldon ordered spaghetti and meatballs. This date was reminiscent of the first time Penny had made spaghetti with little cut up hot dogs for him. She was actually surprised that he didn't ask for hot dogs. Penny smiled at her inner dialogue and handed the menus to the server. Sheldon softly smiled at Penny, and she nervously chewed at her bottom lip.
"So." Penny nervously started.
"So." Sheldon parroted back.
"So tell me about your Nobel Prize, Doctor Cooper. Did you get like a trophy or something?" Penny asked, liking the way his formal title rolled off her tongue. She braced herself for crazy physics talk. Just smile and nod.
"Penny, you don't get a trophy. It's not an award show. I received my Nobel Prize for successfully observing how the spontaneous magnetization of black holes in hyperspace creates self-sustaining cycles of quantum universes. I received a medal, a diploma, and prize money for my efforts in obtaining the most prestigious prize in physics." Sheldon replied. It was like he was talking about the weather or telling her what time it was. Penny tried to think about synonyms for all of the words he used, but her efforts were futile. Penny pressed her lips together and tried not to ask the question that was tugging at her.
"What does that mean?" Penny asked anyway, trying to hide her embarrassment. Sheldon placed his hand over hers and gently rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. He thought about what she was asking and Penny tried to focus on his hand.
"I proved the many-worlds theory." Sheldon said. Penny deeply inhaled. She still didn't understand. It must have shown on her face because She could see Sheldon trying to simplify it even further.
"Do you remember when you made French toast on oatmeal day and you were caterwauling in my kitchen to Shania Twain?" Sheldon asked. Penny smirked. She did remember that. The look on his face when he saw her dancing around in nothing but a men's dress shirt and a pair of panties was priceless.
"I do." Penny simply replied.
"Well then you will likely also remember the conversation we had. You asked me to dance with you, and I told you that while I subscribed to the many-worlds theory, in all of the infinite number of universes, I was dancing in none of them. It's kind of like that." Sheldon patiently told her. Penny finally got it. Sheldon proved that in another universe, he was probably a clown made of candy. The notion still freaked her out.
The two finished their dinner at the restaurant, and they climbed into Sheldon's BMW. They chatted about the possibilities of what the other Penny's in the infinite number of universes were like and if they knew the other Sheldon's. Sheldon thought that while her inquiry was elementary, the premise was completely plausible. After driving for ten minutes, Sheldon pulled into the parking lot to a mini-golf establishment. Penny and Sheldon got out and soon the mini golfing was underway.
On the fifth hole, Penny found that she was way over par and Sheldon surprisingly had a really good score. She dropped her pink ball on the starting mat and lined up her shot. Sheldon was watching her and it was making her really nervous. She brought back her putter and Sheldon cleared his throat. Penny took in a deep breath through her nose and looked back at him. His eyes darted across the course and settled on her green eyes.
"Penny, can I give you a piece of advice?" Sheldon offered. Penny rolled her eyes and stepped away from her neon ball. She walked over to him and impatiently put her hands on her hips.
"Sure." She said half sarcastically, who was he to be giving her advice about sports?
"You aren't using physics to your advantage. Here, let me show you." He said while guiding her back to her ball. Sheldon gently placed his hands on her hips and positioned her in front of the ball. His touch was light, but firm. Penny couldn't help but feel giddy inside.
He placed the putter in her hands and wrapped his arms around her, placing his hands over hers. She could feel his heart beating against her shoulder blades and his scent invaded her space. He leaned in and let out a soft breath next to her ear, causing her to shudder.
"Force equals mass times acceleration. If you hit the ball with enough force, you will get to the hole in fewer strokes." Sheldon quietly spoke in her ear. Penny quickly nodded and swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. She felt him pressing against her backside, not enough to be inappropriate, but just enough to show her that the cat was alive.
"If we take into consideration, Newton's Three Laws of Motion, we can use them to our advantage. The first law states that we need to use external force to create inertia. The second law states, F=MA, and the third law states that for every action, there is an opposite and equal reaction." Penny didn't care what he was saying anymore. She had spent too many nights alone in bed, fantasizing about him while she tried to relieve her pent up sexual frustration. Sheldon quickly moved away, leaving Penny with her building frustration. He walked midway down the green and placed his foot on the wall of the course and focused his gaze on hers.
"If you hit the ball with enough force against this wall, you should make it to the hole in only one or two strokes." Penny smirked at his terminology, though it was correct, it felt awfully dirty. She bit her lip as she aimed the ball for his foot. The ball left the starting mat, bounced off the wall and took off toward the hole. Penny watched as she got a hole-in-one. She jumped up and let out a squeal of delight. Penny dropped her club and quickly hugged Sheldon around his waist.
After her hole-in-one, she practically begged him to continue coaching her, if only just to feel his body pressed up against hers. She attentively listened to his science babble, but could only focus on how damp her panties were getting. They finished up their oddly sexualized game of mini golf and Sheldon drove them back to their apartment building.
Penny opened her door and all but dragged Sheldon in behind her, removing her jacket and then his. She quickly brought her lips to his and let the need that had been bubbling up inside of her over the past hour, boil over the surface. Sheldon got caught up in the motions because soon his tongue was touching hers as he ran his hands through her hair. Penny sat on her small couch and coaxed Sheldon on top of her while he was still firmly attached to her lips.
She could feel his arousal pressing against her aching center as she wrapped her legs around his slender waist. Penny wanted to feel his bare skin against hers, so she grasped the hem of his shirt and began to pull it up. Sheldon quickly grabbed at her hands and pulled away from their intense kiss. Penny's breaths were coming out fast and shallow. Her eyes darted across his flushed face and finally focused on his dilated eyes. Sheldon's breath was quick like hers and his tongue quickly ran across his lips to moisten them.
"I know my past actions have contradicted what I'm about to say, but I'd like to wait." He quickly said. His voice was soft, but a little hoarse and his plea came out just above a whisper. Penny took in a deep breath and nodded her head. It was probably wise to wait.
"Are you mad?" Sheldon quickly asked as he sat up on her couch. Penny shook her head and offered a smile. She softly pressed the back of her head against the seat of the couch. Penny's cat jumped up on what little free space there was on her tiny couch and rubbed his head against Sheldon's arm. Penny smiled.
"Hi there. What's your name?" Sheldon asked the cat as he brought up his hand to pet him. Penny laughed, she had almost forgotten that he had a hoard of cats at one time.
"His name is George." Penny told him. Sheldon slightly frowned. She watched as he gently scratched her tabby cat under the chin.
"What?" Penny defensively asked. He quickly realized that he must have looked upset, because he offered her a smile and averted his gaze to the floor.
"It's nothing." Sheldon reasoned. Penny looked to her cat and then to Sheldon. Then it hit her. Sheldon's dad's name was George. She felt guilty, but she knew that she shouldn't. She rubbed his forearm to get his attention.
"If you want to call him something else, I get it." Penny said. She hardly called him by his name anyway. She had an array of bizarre nicknames for him, surely Sheldon could find one to better suit his tastes. Sheldon contemplated her proposal for a moment.
"Thanks." He said as he grasped her hand into his. "I should go." He concluded as he got up off her couch, grabbed his jacket off her floor and headed toward the door. Penny sat up on her couch and gave him a small wave.
"I had a nice time." Sheldon sincerely told her. Penny smiled.
"Me too." She replied. Sheldon opened her door.
"Good night Penny." He said as he walked into the hallway.
"Good night." Penny called as he closed the door behind him. Penny flopped back down on the couch and tried not to think about how good it felt for him to be between her thighs, and instead thought about what they were going to do on their second official date.
Also, if you have any suggestions for a second date, I'm all ears! ;)