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He walks into Pete's Bar, which is half full – a rarity for Thursday night. He just finished his paperwork and needed a diversion. Pete's was normally filled with many beautiful diversions. The last case hit him hard—it was always tough when they couldn't save all the victims. He watches this beautiful blond woman walk in and sit at the bar. She orders a Jameson and Ginger. That is a strong drink for a lady—she doesn't look like she had a rough day with her windblown blond hair—was that pink streaks in her hair? It was either pink or red. She's wearing a loud black floral skirt, sheer t-shirt, and a pink cardigan. She looks like she just came in from vacation. The life of a profiler… always profiling. He continued to scan the room, when he heard her order another round. This time she sips the drink instead of slamming it like before. She twiddles the straw of her ginger ale as she looks into her drink for answers.
"Hey beautiful can I buy you a drink" offers this married looking man.
"Thanks but I'm good." She replied.
"But we can be great" he replied.
She sips her drink and says, "I'm good" as she looks into the distance in front of her.
He walks away.
Derek smiled to himself—I've always liked a challenge.
She orders another round for herself as Derek comes over.
"You should slow down.. Where you rushing to get to?"
She turns towards him and says "no where near y—"
She stops mid sentence—there is a handsome beautiful specimen of a man before her. She could see his muscles through his maroon V-neck shirt and his pecks… my god. I wonder what his thighs look like …
When she is done looking him over she smiles and says "Have a seat handsome"
He grins, "My name is D—" Shh, she says as she puts her finger on his mouth. She picks up her straw and puts it between her teeth and says "No names, let's keep it interesting"
The next morning at Handsome's house she rises to the sound of birds chirping and a dog licking her face… she misses Venice Beach already! She slides out from his arms and legs trying not to disturb him. She is almost out of the bed… if she could just get her leg free.
Come on, two more inches!
Yes!
Panties…Panties where are you?
Her phone alarm goes off and she dives into her purse to shut it off. Damn, he turned in his sleep. She hovers over him, still naked, just to see if he is up.
Damn he is gorgeous, she thought -His skin is like chocolate meets toffee and his smile lights up a room. I think I could watch him … fuck, panties. Where are my panties?
Damn Operation sneak the fuck out isn't going according to plan. Next time, I will put my clothes in a pile – a neat pile.
Oh right by his soccer thigh is my panty. Yes!
Panties, check.
Skirt, check.
Shoes, check.
Purse, check.
Bra
Fuck where is my bra?
The dog trots back in the room and follows her. "Where is the bra doggy?" She whispers. "I have to start a new journey today with my court appointed job and I need to make it home with the ladies secured. I need my bra."
He barked in agreement.
"Shhh, don't wake him up.
Shhh."
She finds the bra behind the nightstand and the dog barks again. "Yes this is the bra! The ladies will be secure—but you have to be quiet."
Handsome is waking up—shit!
As she secures the last clip of her bra, he wakes up—"Morning" he says half awake
As she scans the room for her shirt, she sees it on the other side of the bed. Yes, she whispers.
"Morning!" she replies.
Just as he is about to speak, she puts her finger on his lips and says, "Let's not ruin this – you were amazing last night. " She kisses him deeply
"I gotta go."
This is my first fan fic- I think I will be updating twice a week. Please be gentle
