I've gone completely cuckoo over her, and I won't deny it. I'm not sorry for it either.
I continue to stand in front of her dorm room purposely as my mind churns. She’s hurt because she thinks I don't want to be seen with her—and that couldn't be further from the truth. So, if that’s why she’s upset, it's not that she doesn't want me too.
I felt the way she melted in my arms. I can still remember the way she kissed me back and the way her lips felt wrapped around my cock. Until the day I die, I'll never forget those sensations.
And I didn't just have a taste of them to let her climb back in her shell and forget all about me. I know Penny is insecure, and understandably so. Her father really did a number on her, but I meant what I told her. I'm her daddy now, and I'm going to fix all her problems.
She needs me to prove to her how proud I am to be with her.
I know exactly how to do it.
CHAPTERSIX
Penny
I've been holedup in my dorm room for three days. I haven't gone to classes, but that's okay because my professors let me upload my work online. Thankfully, I've always been a very fast learner, and I had already worked ahead because I certainly can't focus on classwork right now. All I can do is cry over what I lost.
I finally had the guy of my dreams, but it was all an illusion.
I'm a stupid, naive little girl, and maybe my father knew that all along. Maybe he knew this would be the outcome of letting me run free.
I wish I'd never gone to that party. I wish I'd never laid eyes on Joey Brown.
My heart aches at that thought. That's not true. I don't wish I'd never see him, but it hurts like hell knowing that he's ashamed to be seen with me.
He just saw me in those sexy clothes. I was just another notch in his belt.
But he never dated any girls in high school, a little voice inside my head reminds me.
It doesn't matter. That doesn't mean he didn't get his kicks in private.
My heart breaks at the thought even as it rejects it. Something deep inside me tells me that Joey was genuine in everything he said and did at the party.
So, then why did he deny me in front of his friend? It was like high school all over again, like I was the shy, unpopular girl and he was the popular jock who couldn't look at me or even be seen with me.
I frown when I hear a commotion outside the building. My heart trips and my breath catches when I hear my name being screamed over what sounds like a microphone.
Maybe I've gone too long without food, and I'm starting to hallucinate. I walk over to the dorm room window and slide the curtains back.
My eyes widen when I see the parking lot completely filled with college students. My heart drops when I see that the front line is made up of many of my old high school classmates—popular girls and guys from the football team and cheerleading squad.
Standing right in the center of them all is Joey, and he's the one holding the microphone.
He's the one calling my name.
Tears immediately sting my eyes. My god, he’s just as handsome as ever. I cover my mouth with my hand to stop the sob that rises in my throat.
His eyes shine with relief when he spots me. He takes a step forward. “Penny!” he calls desperately.
My heart is thundering so loudly I can hear it in my ears. I take a tentative step back and start to close the blinds, hating having all this attention on me, but he holds a hand out in supplication.
“No, Penny! Honey, please! I beg you! Just listen to me.”
I lick my lips and stare at him, wondering what the hell's going on.
And then he starts speaking. “I’ve loved you from the first moment our eyes met across the hallway.”
The tears begin to fall. I can’t believe he remembers that moment.