the nickname when I was a kid. I liked it. Penelope is so stiff.”
“A nanny?” Wow. She’d certainly grown up differently than he had. He’d been staying home alone since he was six years old while his mom worked a second job so they could have food.
“Yeah. Your money comment wasn’t actually far off. My dad’s retired now, but he was a pretty successful real estate developer for many years. But I swear, they’re not stuck-up. The only reason I had a nanny was because my mom was sick a lot when I was a kid.” She drained the rest of her wine.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. She’s been cancer-free for more than ten years.”
The waitress set their fresh drinks on the table. “Ready to order?”
Penny turned to her with a frown. “I’m so sorry. I still didn’t look.”
Irritation crossed the waitress’s face. “Okay. I’ll be back.”
Penny folded her lips into her teeth, stifling laughter. “I think she’s getting mad at me.”
“Eh. Don’t worry about it.” Let her get pissed. They were having a good conversation. “So, your mom . . . That must’ve been hard.”
“It was tough. I worried every day that she was going to die and leave me.”
He understood that fear. He knew what it was like to be left. One parent had left by choice, the other was taken from him. Both hurt like hell. “No kid should lose a parent.”
“You sound like you know from experience.” She rested her hand on top of his, warmth and comfort radiating through his body.
“Are you guys ready to order yet?”
What the fuck? This waitress had a knack for showing up at the worst moment.
“Um,” Penny reached for the menu, leaving his hand frigid. “I’m sorry.”
“Come on guys,” the waitress laughed, and in no way sounded jovial. “It’s a small menu. Not real hard to decide.”
“I’ll just have a cheeseburger, lettuce and tomato.”
The waitress turned her annoyed gaze on him. “I’ll have the same. But with onion. And a basket of fries.”
“Finally,” she sighed, and walked away.
“Geez. She’s a grumpy one today.”
“I know, right? Not the kind of attitude to have when you depend on tips.”
They laughed and it felt good, his nervousness fading away. Thor wasn’t sure if he’d ever felt this way with a woman. One-night stands, temporary hookups, and friends with benefits were pretty much the extent of his experience with women. But this? This was different. And he liked it.
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PENNY SAT on her side of the booth, her palm itching to touch Theo again. But their serious talk had turned into fun stories and laughter. There wasn’t an opportunity. And that was okay. She really liked talking to him. He was so much more than his hotness. An honest-to-goodness normal guy. He didn’t care about money. He didn’t care about status. He was with her because he wanted to be, not because she looked good on his arm at business functions and fund-raiser balls.
And there was totally a connection there. She’d faced sorrow as a child and could tell he had as well. It was brief, but she’d seen the sadness in his eyes, and could bet there was much more than he’d let on. She’d touched his hand, wishing she could have hugged him and comforted him.
But then the sadness was gone, which was good. She’d much rather focus on happier things and getting to know him better.
“So, tell me something funny about Mia and Bryn,” she said as she dragged a fry through the giant blob of ketchup on her plate. “You’ve known them forever, so you have to have something good on them.”
“Oh, I’ve got a few stories. I actually didn’t know Mia all that well when we were kids. She was in all AP classes and academic clubs and stuff like that. Bryn was a cheerleader, so we ran in the same circles. Somehow she and Mia became best friends though. The whole opposites thing works for them.”
“It does. They really balance each other out. So, give me something on Bryn.”
“This one