Page 52 of One Pucking Wish

She holds the remote toward the TV and goes to the menu. “No, if you saw it from the beginning, then you’d get the hype.”

“Pen…I really don’t…” I say as Penny clicks on season one, episode one. “Okaay, we’re starting at the beginning.”

She grins wide. “You are going to love it. Next, I’ll get you to love coffee.”

“Neither of those things are happening.”

“Maybe coffee is an acquired taste, but everyone loves Friends.”

“I don’t think that’s true, Pen.”

She pauses the show and puckers her lips. “Oooh, what should we order? We need something good to start our marathon. Chinese?”

“That works for me. Make sure to order extra crab rangoons.”

“Done.” She nods, tapping away on her phone to create an online order for the local Chinese restaurant. “I hope Willa is delivering tonight. She never forgets any of the sauces.”

I chuckle. Penny is a condiment girl. While she orders, I grab my phone and Venmo her some money, which she’ll complain about later, but my date isn’t paying for my dinner.

“They must be busy tonight. Delivery is in over an hour.” She unpauses the show. “That gives us like three episodes.”

“Is this what dating couples do? Watch Friends and eat takeout?”

“I have no idea. This is all a first for me, too. But, this is what we’re going to do,” she says with sass.

“Oh really?”

“Really.”

“I know something else this dating couple is going to do.”

She pins me with a stare. “We have food coming.”

“In an hour. That gives us plenty of time.”

Leaning in, I pepper kisses over her neck, and she releases a content sigh. I pull her earlobe into my mouth, and she hums in pleasure. I continue to trail kisses across her skin. When she lifts her arm, remote in hand, and clicks the TV off, I know I’ve won.

“Good choice.” I take hold of her waist and lift her on top of me so she’s straddling my legs.

“It wasn’t much of a choice,” she says as I take hold of the bottom of her T-shirt and pull it over her head.

“No, it really wasn’t.”

I flick her nipple with my tongue. “Now, this is what dating couples do.”

She giggles. “Less talking, more action. Make me feel good.”

“Now that I can do.”

CHAPTER

TWENTY-ONE

PENNY

My calendar obsession is no joke. I seriously don’t know how I’d live without them. I scan the one on the screen in front of me and it’s color-coded perfection. My life and the entirety of the Crane Organization are planned down to the minute in stunning, organized detail. This calendar syncs with my phone, and just because I’m a little crazy, I write it all down in my paper day planner that is stored in my purse. Digital calendars have their place, for sure. However, nothing is more satisfying than crossing off to-do list items on paper.

There’s a knock on my office door. “Come in.”

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