Chapter 4

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Chris came downstairs the next morning to the kitchen to find Penelope making breakfast for both of them. He watched her as he sat silently at the kitchen counter.

Penelope jumped as she turned around to see Chris watching her. She laughed, "fuck. I didn't know you were there." She gave him a plate of eggs, bacon and toast. "I don't know what you like."

He smiled, "it's fine Penny. Thanks."

She nodded, turning back to make herself a plate before sitting down next to him. "So what did I say?"

Chris shook his head, looking at her, "what did you say about what Penny?"

She sighed, turning to face him. "You said I said something and that's why you don't like me."

Chris groaned, "just forget about it." He finished his breakfast in silence before standing up, "let's just go to work."

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"I wanted to run through the scene where Tyler takes home Rachel."

Penelope groaned internally as she looked from Pam to Chris but nodded, "okay."

Chris sighed as they positioned themselves outside the door of what would be Tyler's apartment. He looked at Penelope as she waited for him to take charge.

"Action."

Chris smiled, pushing Penelope's back against the door as he opened it, crashing his lips into hers as he heard her moan quietly just for him. He guided her into the fake apartment set as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He grunted as they collapsed onto the couch with her pinned underneath him.

"Cut." Pam sighed watching Chris stand up, helping Penelope off the couch. "It all seems flat. Like you guys are going through the motions. Where was the heat from the table reading?"

Penelope shrugged, "I don't know." She looked at Chris who only looked irritated.

Chris crossed his arms, "I just can't get into it."

Penelope scoffed, looking at him avoiding her gaze. "As if there's something wrong with me?"

He shrugged, "maybe there is."

She clenched her jaw, feeling anger in her chest as she looked around to see people looking at her, a few snickering. She huffed, storming off the set to her trailer. She paced back and forth as she heard a knock on the door, "go away!"

Chris ignored her command as he entered the trailer, "you can't just walk off the set Penelope."

She crossed her arms, "fuck off Chris! I need some time!"

He rolled his eyes, "such a child."

"What?!" She pushed him in the chest, "you're the one being a dick ever since I arrived here! I tried to be nice. But you're a lost cause!"

He grabbed her wrists in his hands as she went to push him again. He pulled her to him by her wrists, "you're just a bitch."

She grunted, trying to pull her wrists away as he glared at her. "Let me go!"

He chuckled as she struggled against him, his face hovering over hers. He grinned, releasing her as she didn't move from her spot. He leaned down, hovering his mouth over hers, "you should bring some of the fire to the set." He saw her eyeing his lips as he pulled back, "come on. Pam said we can circle back to that scene."

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Chris watched Penelope pacing in the back yard, Dodger following her as she talked on the phone. Or yelled, he wasn't sure; he only knew that the discussion looked heated between her and whoever was on the other line. Every once in a while she would stop and look down at Dodger, smiling that he didn't leave her side. This made Chris smile, knowing whatever's was going on, she needed Dodger more than he did. He watched her hang up the phone, crying as she sat in a patio chair.

Penelope sighed as Dodger climbed up into her lap as she leaned back, watching the sun set. She wiped her cheeks as she heard the door open to the patio behind her. She avoided his gaze as she heard Chris sit down on the chair next to her.

Chris looked over at her as she stared straight ahead. He reached over, patting Dodger's head before resting his hand on her thigh. He looked up at her as she grabbed his hand, intertwining her fingers in his. He rested his head on the back of the chair as he watched her, still staring straight ahead. He let go of her hand as she looked at him. He sighed, standing up from the chair as he looked at her. "Get up."

Penelope hesitated but shooed Dodger off her lap before standing up in front of Chris. "What?"

"I'm sorry for this."

She shrugged, "for this what?"

He sighed, taking a step towards her, "why you so sad lately? Your boyfriend break up with you?"

She groaned, shaking her head, "I don't want to talk about it Chris." She started to walk away but he grabbed her wrist, making her turn back to him. "Let go of me!"

"No. Why did he break up with you? Have something to do with your kissing?" He grabbed her other wrist as she started to struggle against him. "Too much of a prude to keep him interested Penny?"

"Fuck you Chris! It's none of your business!" She tried to pull away but he pulled her body firmly to his, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Let me go!"

He shook his head, "no. Are you mad?"

"Yes!"

He smirked, "good." He placed his hands on her back, locking his lips with hers. He felt her resist at first before wrapping her arms around his neck as she moaned. He lifted her to him, feeling her wrap her legs around him as he carried her into the house, to the living room. He chuckled as he heard her grunt, pinning her under him on the couch.

She felt him teasing her tongue with his, tempting it out of her mouth and into his. She moaned, feeling him hard on top of her as he pulled his shirt off. She leaned up, letting him pull hers off as he ran his lips down her neck and shoulder.

He slid her bra strap off her shoulder as he nipped and kissed, hearing her moan above him. He felt her hands on his belt, undoing it before undoing his pants. He groaned, pulling back to sit on the couch as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to get so far. I just wanted to fire you up for the kissing."

"Fuck." Penelope grabbed her shirt, covering herself as she looked at Chris. "Fuck you Chris!"

He stood up, as she started to walk away, "Penny, wait!" He groaned as she ignored him pulling on her shirt as she climbed the stairs, crying again.

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