“IDM industries,” Penny says.
I sit at the edge of my table feeling a sense of happiness knowing that I did my job well and I get to watch her rage.
“You had no right Tarek,” she shouts and paces.
I shrug. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,”
Penny stops mid-step. “You don’t know what I am talking about. When your daddy owns the company that bought my client out.”
“Which company is this? My father has a lot.”
Penny folds her arms and taps her foot. “Tarek.”
I stand up and walk up to her until she drops her arm and looks away. “Why fight it? I told you Treasure you are not going back to Trinidad.”
“You can’t do that! You can’t disrupt my life.” She stomps and folds her arms.
“You disrupted mine when you left. Its only fucking fair,” I reply.
I press my head against hers. “But I missed you, and I’m never letting you go.”
“That’s insane. You’re insane Tarek.”
“Insanity is in my DNA. Plus, you might be pregnant as we speak,” I state.
Penny sighs and closes her eyes. “I’m really upset.”
“You have every right to be. Let me make you feel better,” I move forward and press my lips against hers.
“Let me take all your stress away,” I press my nose into her neck and inhale, biting on her neck.
“No! Tarek you over stepped!” Penelope pushes me away and drops onto my leather chair.
I shrug. “I don’t feel like I overstepped.”
A pillow sailed passed my head, thankfully I ducked.
Penny gets up and walks to the door. “You have no respect for me and what I do.”
What? I grab her hand and pull her to me.
“I’m sorry that you feel I over stepped,” I state.
“I want to be compensated for the income that I would have gotten,” She folds her arms and watches me.
“I know for a fact that-” She cuts me off with a side eye.
I raise my hands in surrender. “You know you’re right. I will triple your losses.”
Penny’s eyes scan the room, and she sighs.
“I really enjoyed working in the Caribbean,” she mutters
“I will buy us a villa there.” Problem solved.
“Us? There is no “us” Tarek” she states.
“There is always an ‘us’ Treasure.”