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A/N: Inspired mini piece...

Mini break from my other two stories... more with them tomorrow! =)

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He watched her gravitate between each of them, she was poised, she was elegant, she was humoured, she was beautiful. Derek took a sip of his beer to calm himself as she came to him. Large groups meant large tables and as a result when she'd arrived she'd done her usual and gone to everyone. He was left to last.

He watched her coming towards him, a slick of red on her smackers and he could imagine those lips on his, their plumpness pressuring his lips into an oral arousal, making him moan as he wanted more. Except that was all it was, a distant, stupid part of his imagination that he shouldn't be allowed to have.

He could imagine her in his life forever. This bodacious red that had killer curves and a smile that gelled it all together. He could imagine her being the one that he woke up next to every morning and her being the one he fell asleep holding every night. Then he could imagine doing more than that with her. He, for once in his mediocre life, could see the picket fences planted systematically in the front yard, the big front door that lead into the happiest of homes he had seen in a while and he could see her baring his child. Giving him everything he refused to see with anyone else.

He never thought he'd fall in love. He was, and still was, a player. He loved women, he couldn't lie, but what he loved more was one woman in particular. She was a vivacious, bold woman. Intelligent to the extreme, skilled to the max and witty as hell. She did seduction without even knowing it. She did caring and kindred as though drawing breath. She loved as though her heart was pumping masses of it around her veins. She was the one that would take him off the court, make him a complete man.

All she had to do was smile that full voltage smile and he was hers. His heart would sing each and every time he saw her. It made him believe that there was a chance. That there was hope, that one day she would be the woman that would take his player card and rip it to shreds. He could only hope that she would do that.

The smile grew on her lips and his heart swelled from the sight. He watched her, she perched on the seat next to him and nudged him, gave him a sideways look and said in her low tone, heya hot stuff, and his heartbeat galloped. He leant in and answered her, keeping his tone of voice even and alluring, Hey baby girl, you look beautiful as ever tonight, he still lived in the hope that one day she'd look at him and take him seriously when he used that name on her and complimented her.

He watched the rose blush that was beginning to tint her cheeks turn into a little darker shade and he knew he'd hit a spot but it wasn't long lasting. His vision flashed up to the geeky guy coming over. He put the drink down and sat next to Penelope. Kevin gave Derek a hello and put his arm around Penelope's chair and kissed her tenderly.

Jealousy began to rear its ugly self once again and Derek took another long drag of beer. The one woman he loved was never going to be his.

She was already taken.

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A/N: Want more? I don't know if to leave as an ONEshot or go with it (there is an idea in mind) but we'll see. This idea came to me and a song finalised it.

Inspired by the song: Trey Songz – Already Taken