He will do one of two things
He'll admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Why had she bothered to agree to this meeting, she asked herself for the third time as she watched him pace the length of his small living room.
"Kevin, can we just get on with this? Before I have my own personal fire breathing dragon breathe on you," she said, jerking her head toward where Derek Morgan lounged against the far wall, his mocha colored eyes cold and alert.
"Penny…," Kevin began weakly, his eyes darting to where her bodyguard lounged, "Can't we talk…you know…alone?" he asked nervously.
"No. And you'll call me Garcia. Only my boyfriend was allowed to call me Penny. And you," she said, with a narrow look at the sweating man, "are definitely not he anymore."
Gulping, Kevin wiped a nervous hand against his perspiring brow. "Okay. All right. I did it. I cheated. But only once."
"And that makes it ever so much better," Penelope snapped. "Only once puts a much brighter face on things." Why had she ever bothered to come when he called? Habit, she supposed. But still, she gave silent thanks that she'd allowed her Chocolate God of Thunder and Rain to accompany her on this pointless trip.
"I'm not the same without you, sweetie," Kevin tried again.
"Me either," Penelope replied sweetly. Leaning forward, her eyes flashed as she stared at the man she'd thought she'd loved. "I'm better."
"What?" Kevin gaped, shocked.
"You did me a favor. You showed me exactly the sort of man I don't want to be with. Deceitful…dubious…and well, a dud. In bed. Your skills at the technological are adequate…unlike you penis." Hearing the muffled chuckle from the other side of the room, Penelope smiled.
"I think we're done here, Kevin."
"Wait!" Kevin blustered, reaching for Penelope's arm.
Hearing Derek's low growl, Penelope took a quick step backward. "I wouldn't," she advised calmly, extracting her wrist from Kevin's hand.
"Touch her again and you lose the arm," Derek threatened gruffly. "She's got me on a real short chain when it comes to you…but, you put one hand on her and I'll live with the consequences of breakin' it."
"Why did you even come?" Kevin asked Penelope in confusion.
"To say goodbye," Penelope replied. "Goodbye, Kevin," she said before walking away, secure in the knowledge that her best friend followed closely behind.
She'd shut the door on a less than perfect past. But, as Derek slipped his hand into hers, squeezing gently, she knew her future burned bright on the horizon.