Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty

She leaned back and looked up at him. "I can't believe I'm standing here like this" Penny said.

"Like what?" Joey asked.

"half naked in your kitchen" she replied simply.

Joey laughed. "You could always take off my shirt"

"No way. The lights are on"

He paused, then began to unbutton the shirt.

She grabbed his hands. "What are you doing?"

"Taking back my shirt" Joey replied, like what he was going was very normal. Like he had been doing it for a long time.

"You have on jeans. You don't need this shirt as badly as I do"

He slid his hands to her wrists and pulled her fingers away. When she tried to pull free, he wouldn't let go.

"Joey" she said with a warning in her voice.

He switched tactics and started at her neck, moving his mouth over her soft skin. He couldn't remember when he had felt skin so soft. He used his mouth to taste her, to skim over her neck, along the solid bones of her shoulders.