Since the moment I spotted you,
Like walking around with little wings on my shoes,
My stomach's filled with the butterflies,
Ooh, and it's all right,
Bouncing round from cloud to cloud,
I'd got the feeling like I'm never gonna come down,
If I'd said I didn't like it then you'd know I lied,
Everytime I try to talk to you,
I get tongue-tied,
It turns out that everything I say to you,
Comes out wrong and never comes out right.
~Santana & Chad Kroger Why Don't You and I
He made her feel so special, he always did since the first day they met.
Since the moment I spotted you,
Like walking around with little wings on my shoes,
My stomach's filled with the butterflies,
It was hard to believe that even after 7-years, 7-long-years full of both love and sexual-tension, that she still got butterflies when they talked. No one had ever had that affect on her before, no one.
He was like a drug, addicting, but it gave her a different kind of high.
Bouncing round from cloud to cloud,
I'd got the feeling like I'm never gonna come down,
Honestly, she never wanted to come down, it was like nothing she ever experienced before, like nothing she felt before. If the world ended today, she was satisfied that she had enough. Not that she didn't want more, crave for more...
Every-time I try to talk to you,
I get tongue-tied,
She says things that she had never said to anyone else, he brought out things in here she never knew existed. Not that she was complaining by any means, but it certainly took some getting used to. Never before had she verbally asked anyone to, "talk dirty to me," or "what are you going to do, spank me?" No those things had not crossed her lips, but he awoke a fire inside her, one that she never wanted to put out.
It turns out that everything I say to you,
Comes out wrong and never comes out right.
The Anyone hearing them carry on was sure to be shocked, she was far too outspoken with him which usually led to "foot in the mouth syndrome," or at least that is what she had called it. Most of the team didn't find it strange anymore, after 7-years they didn't pay attention, it was expected; it was the others, especially Strauss that found their relationship "odd and inappropriate," She felt that he problem was more jealousy than anything. Penelope could guarantee that no one else would ever feel like she did, they didn't have their own personal Derek Morgan. Thankfully there was only one, and he was her best friend, her lover her confidant. Well she loved him at least, and he seemed to love her as well, and things were finally progressing, or so it seemed.
There was one long, steamy kiss, a kiss that curled your toes and puts you right on the edge of ecstasy and left her wanting more.
"Ready to go, baby? he asked.
"Sure thing, handsome, "she smiled.
"Why don't you and I ...go back to my place."
"I thought you would never ask," she said following him out.