Page 20 of Sweet on You
“Penny, no. Drop it. Drop. It. Now.”
I could not let Lex see us like this.No, no, no.Because there, hanging out of Penny’s mouth was my favorite pair of black, lacy thongs.
“No!No! Bad dog!” I took one step toward Copper… er, Penny, and that was all it took before he launched off his hind legs and ran back upstairs, my panties still firmly gripped in his jaw.
“Oh, no you don’t!” I shouted, chasing after him. I caught up to him upstairs and winced at the sight of my master bedroom, the clean laundry basket knocked over and my clothes scattered everywhere. Looks like Penny had a freaking field day while I was gone.
Lex ran up the stairs after me, but I ignored him. “Oh, no. Ronnie—”
I waved away his concerned tone. “It’s fine, Lex. I’ve got this.”
“No, Ronnie, really—”
“I said I’ve got this.”
I crept forward toward Penny, tip-toeing like I was on the world’s biggest heist.
Penny bowed, front legs down, butt in the air with his tail wagging. No… it wasn’t just his tail wagging. His whole ass was wiggling in excitement. Like taking my most expensive pair of panties—quite literally the only expensive pair I had—was the best game in the world.
Why in the hell did I let Yvonne talk me into this? I should have just come clean to Lex. I should have just told him the truth.I freaked out when you asked me for a drink and I made up a dog.I cringed even as I thought it. Who does that? Who makes up a freaking pet and then goes out and gets said fake pet just to hold up the ridiculous lie?
It legitimately made me look like a lunatic.
I lunged at Penny, tugging on my panties, but he didn’t let go. In fact, this was probably the worst thing I could have done. Because to an over-energetic dog, it seemed like an epic game of tug. He growled and tugged harder, bracing his back feet on the carpet as I heard the delicate fabric tear against his teeth.
“Fine!” I let go and he propelled backwards, then danced around me like he was taking a victory lap around his incapable opponent.
“Ronnie, really. I think you should look at this,” Lex said again.
I sighed, stood, and gasped. The door to my guest bedroom was completely demolished. A Penny-sized hole was chewed threw the bottom corner. “Oh myGod.” I glanced down at the dog who had now taken a seat beside my legs. As I glared at him, his ears went back and he cowered, as though he finally knew he’d done something wrong. But I was speechless. Too speechless to yell or scold him. Or even put him in a time out. Hell, where would I evenputhim in a time out? Apparently, an oak door wasn’t enough to hold this creature, this thirty pounds of pure evil.
“Oh, buddy,” Lex said with a sigh and bent to go nose to nose with Penny. “What did you do?”
He cowered even more. “What breed is he?”
I grunted. “Half-Terrier, half-Satan, apparently.”
“I thought Pennies were supposed to be lucky?” Lex ran his palm over Penny’s ear, scratching it.
“Guess I got the dirty penny, huh?”
With that, Penny dropped my panties into Lex’s open palm.
I could have died right there. Yep, definitely the dirty penny.
