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We’re back with Penny and Ken. Word has gotten out that Penny hurt her leg and one of her beaus has come for a visit.
Boy, Harold and Penny were laying it on thick. The sweetness and charm were enough to give a chocolatier sugar shock. Ken was glad to keep his distance, so the lovey-dovey goo didn’t splatter on him.
They kept talking in a similar fashion and Ken debated escaping to another room. If this was what women desired, he’d spend his last thirty years a bachelor. While he had no problem being affectionate and gentlemanly, this goo-goo eyes, snookems stuff was about to make him lose his muffins.
And yet, instead of heading out for a walk, Ken picked up the dessert plates from last night and put them in the sink. Washing dishes was a reasonable excuse to eavesdrop on the competition.
“YE-ouch!” Ken yelped. The water from the faucet came out scalding hot. He jerked his hand away from the stream, waving it around.
Buck spun backward and flipped his chair on its side. Penny attempted to jump from her seat. Her cast hampered her leap and she tipped sideways, only to stumble across Buck. Ken caught her before she bounced on the linoleum. He wrapped the arm with the unburned hand around her waist in a semi-dip position. His eyes locked on hers. Her breath hitched and Ken cursed through clenched teeth.
Harold finally jumped to his feet. “What happened?”
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