A/N - So a lot of you really enjoyed the first chapter and asked me to continue it and here it is. I think I'm going to try and continue with this story and hopefully I won't dissapoint. I hope you enjoy it!
Meredith walked out of the bedroom and froze. There were about a dozen carts of food piling up in the living room/kitchen area. She walked past each cart and grabbed a plate before picking what she wanted. She returned to the bedroom and found Mark sitting on the bed, watching tv. She walked around the bed and sat in the area next to him.
"What did you finally decide on eating?" He asked as he looked over at her plate. As he did this he laughed and reached for a cookie.
"What's so funny?" Meredith asked as she slapped at his hand. He paid no mind to the slap and continued to steal the treat from her.
"You only brought back sweets. I would have figured you wanted real food." Meredith shrugged at that and gave up trying to protect her food from Mark.
"Yeah, well, I like dessert." As she said this, Meredith grabbed a strawberry and dipped it into some whipped cream before placing it delicately into her mouth. Mark noticed this and held back a whimper. He knew Meredith was just trying to tease him. He could tell by the glint in her eyes that she was trying to mess around with him as he had done before. But after the kiss, it felt like something more. It seemed like she was trying to hint something at him. Mark decided to take his chances and left the room with one goal in mind.
"Hey where are you going?" Meredith sat up as she saw him leave and raised an eyebrow at his actions. She placed her plate on the nightstand as she moved to stand up. He came back in a few seconds later with a can of whipped cream.
"What is that for?" Meredith asked as Mark sat back next to her. Mark turned towards her and had the most devilish look on his face. Before Meredith could speculate on why he would need a whole can of whipped cream, he sprayed some on her neck. Meredith let out a playful scream as she looked at Mark. He moved his head towards her neck and licked it all up. A slight moan escaped her lips as she felt Mark sucking up every last trace of the cream.
"Mmmm Mark, wait, stop." Mark stopped as he heard his name and backed up. Maybe this isn't what she wanted. He moved to stand and felt Meredith grab his arm as he did so.
"I didn't mean it like that, Mark... I meant it like this." Meredith grabbed the can out of his other hand and sprayed the whipped cream all over his chest as she pushed him down onto the bed. She then proceeded to mimic what he did on her neck which had the same outcome for Mark as it did for her. Once she finished, she sat up and had her legs on either side of Mark's hips. They both looked at one another and smiled. This was where they both wanted to be, there was no doubt about that. Suddenly, Mark flipped them so he was on top of Meredith and she let out a startled laugh. Mark tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as he admired her beauty. Mark had harbored feelings for Meredith since the first day they met. He didn't know if it was her beauty or her wit or even her contagious smile. He just knew that he wanted to wake up and see her face everyday, even if it meant losing the closest thing he had to a brother.
"What are you thinking of?" Meredith asked.
"You." Mark answered simply. He leaned down and kissed her. This time it was different. There was no rush or intensity like the last time. This kiss was full of passion and love, something Meredith had been craving for a long time. Mark pulled back and looked at Meredith seriously.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She nodded her head as she smiled shyly.
"I'm sure." Mark nodded and leaned down once again to kiss her. This kiss went from passionate and loving to eager and a little needy. They both broke apart and Mark placed his hands on the end of Meredith's (his) shirt.
"Once we do this we can't go back Meri. So I'm going to ask you again. Are you sure?" Meredith felt tears coming to her eyes as she looked at Mark. No one had ever cared this much to ask her if she was sure. Nobody had ever made her feel protected as she did with Mark. She felt a tear slide down her cheek as Mark moved away from her.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Do you not want this?" Meredith sat up and wiped at her eyes. She let out a laugh as she looked at Mark and held his hand.
"I do it's just... Nobody has ever cared that much about what I wanted. Nobody ever made it a point to ask if I was sure about this." She felt more tears fall as she said this and Mark smiled gently at her. He pulled her in for a hug and let her cry on his shoulder. Nothing was said in the three minutes she did this but there was nothing to be said. When her crying finally stopped, Mark decided to speak.
"Why don't we watch a movie instead?" Meredith nodded against his shoulder and moved to sit next to him again.
"You're not like any other guy I've met, Mark. I hope... I hope you'll give me a second chance at this." Meredith waved her arm around the room and looked back at Mark with a sad expression on her face.
"Meredith Grey, you are stupid if you think you need a second chance. You are doing great on your first one and if anything I should be asking for another chance at this. Any guy would be lucky to have you and I'm going to try my best to make that guy me." Meredith laughed as Mark pulled her close and pressed play on the movie.
"Thank you Mark. I really appreciate it, I appreciate you... What movie are we watching?"
"It Takes Two." Meredith snuggled in closer to Mark as she looked up at him.
"I love this movie."
"Me too." Throughout the movie, Mark focused all of his attention on Meredith. He couldn't believe how anyone could just let her go. She was one in a million, and he should know seeing as how he slept with so many women. There was just something about her. When he noticed she had fallen asleep, he kissed her head and whispered in her ear.
"I'm going to give you your can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, World Series kind of love. You are perfect Meredith Grey and I plan on never letting you go."
