the book shop > j.l < MID EDIT

EIGHTY TWO

friday 30th april 1962

penelope

"john c'mon! charlotte and her date should be here soon!" penelope shouted up the stairs.

"i'm coming calm down!" john shouted back, "why are they coming again?" he asked as he jogged down the stairs pulling on a sock.

they'd both just gotten from work and had a shower - yes, together - in order to prepare themselves for charlotte and her new lover to come and stay with them for the weekend. it was extremely last minute and that was because charlotte had called frantically the day before begging penelope to let her stay for the weekend, of course penelope agreed realising whatever charlotte was upset about was very serious. but then charlotte called back again even more frantic saying that her new boyfriend jamie would have to tag along too because if she 'bailed on him one more time he'd flip the shit out." penelope didn't question this and said he could come too.

"charlottes freaking out over something and she needs me john, stop complaining," she spoke as he joined her slipping his shoes on to wait outside for their guests as it was the first time they'd be coming to their house.

"i'm not complaining!" he protested, "who's the new guy?"

"no idea, his names jamie i think," penelope replied taking his hand in hers and pulling him out the door.

"jamie," john repeated, "sounds like a knob," he muttered under his breath. penelope elbowed his side, "ow! what was that for?"

"be nice, you haven't even met him!" she scolded. john huffed and folded his arms.

penelope rolled her eyes, "you're such a baby."

"you do know what this means don't you?" he asked turning to face penelope. he looked down onto her, she was wearing a black and white checkerboard dress that came to mid thigh and white boots to match. penelope looked up to john furrowing her eyebrows.

"no what does this mean?" she asked twirling her curled hair in between her fingers.

he lent down so he was right in front of her face, "no sex," he whispered.

she poked his shoulder pushing him a little away, a smile playing on her lips, "says who?" she whispered back.

john chuckled and threw his arm around her shoulder so she stumbled into him wrapping her arms around his waist.

"we both know that you're much too loud to be doing anything like that with guests," he joked making her groan embarrassedly.

she hugged him tighter, "i can be quiet," she protested, "but with an attitude like that i'll never give it to you again."

"you know you can't stay away from me," john argued pinching her bottom, she gasped and john carried on, "i think our shower encounter just now proves that."

she blushed furiously and leaned back to look at him, "you know you want it just as much as me," she kissed his mouth gently, "you can barely keep it in your pants."

"what can i say, you make me crazy?" he kissed her again and she melted into his arms until they were rudely disrupted,