Chapter Four

A/N: Here's the latest chapter of Cadillac Hotel. I don't have much to say, so enjoy. R&R! Thanks! –Mac

Disclaimer: I don't own LWD.

Chapter Four

The Master At Work

I had already turned over to let my back get a little sun before Derek made any move on any of the numerous girls populating the beach. I was beginning to think he was just going to sit in the sand next to me without doing anything. While I had not intention to learn any of Derek's "techniques", the whole trip out here was beginning to feel pointless. At least watching Derek attempt to pick up girls would be amusing. Maybe he would get shot down, that would really make my day.

"Hey, Oh-wise-one." I called to him, tilting my head so he was in my line of sight.

"Yes, Space Case?" Derek smirked, quirking an eyebrow.

I lifted my sunglasses as I observed him, "I am in awe, truly, at your skills at lazing around but I'm not seeing any of this infamous Derek Venturi charm people go on about. I'm starting to think it doesn't exist."

"I was just waiting for the right moment." Derek gave a short pause as the Frisbee two girls had been throwing back and forth skidded to stop in the sand in front of him. He looked up at Casey, smirking, "And it just presented itself."

Derek picked up the Frisbee and stood. One of the girls was running over to collect the Frisbee. I rolled my eyes at the busty blonde in the microscopic bikini sidled up to Derek. I pushed my sunglasses back up my nose and settled back into my towel.

"I'm so sorry!" The girl pouted dramatically, "I just can't seem to get the hang of this thing."

"It's no problem." Derek responded smoothly. "I'm Derek."

"Felicity." The girl offered.

"Felicity." Derek repeated, getting a feel for her name on his tongue. "Now that is one pretty name."

Felicity giggled, having the nerve to blush at such a juvenile pick-up line. I scoffed and rolled my eyes behind my sunglasses. Marti could deliver a better line than that.

"Mind if I join you?" Derek said next, holding up the Frisbee.

Felicity glanced down at me, a look of discontent on her face, "I don't think your girlfriend would like that very much."

I nearly choked on my own tongue in my speed to deny, but Derek beat me to the punch, "She's not my girlfriend," He laughed, "She's my sister."

"Step-sister." I corrected.

Felicity had perked up at the revelation, "Sure you can come play with us."

The innuendo that was dripping on that single sentence made me want to gag. Unsurprisingly it had a completely different reaction, "Great." Derek let Felicity pull ahead and turned to me, "Charming enough for you?"

"Sickeningly so." I muttered sarcastically.

"I'll see you in a bit Case. Don't go anywhere."

"I'll be waiting." I sing songed and turned my head away from him.

Ten minutes later when I sat up to turn over, I glanced over to see if Derek had made any progress. He was laying on thick. He was wrapped around Felicity under the pretense that he was teaching her how to properly throw a Frisbee. It was pathetic that he had to resort to such tactics, but seeing as it was Derek, intelligent conversation was out of the question. And Felicity was responsive, so good for him. The longer he was with her, the less time I had to deal with him.

Some time later I was alerted to Derek returning by his shadow falling over me. Felicity as by his side writing something onto the Frisbee with a permanent marker. Her friend was no where to be seen. Felicity finished and capped her pen, handing the Frisbee to Derek with a smile.

"That's so you can give me a call." Felicity replied, "Though I was hoping you could take me out to dinner tonight." So forward.

"I'd love to." Derek said, his voice drenched in excitement, then his tone changed to one of regret, "But." It was amazing how he could use that conjunction as a stand alone sentence. He sighed, "Our parents have this rule for our vacation that we always have to be in the company of another family member at all times…So, my sister would have to come with us."

"Step-sister." I muttered.

Felicity pouted for a moment, then brightened as if the light bulb had gone on in her head. There's a first for every thing isn't there? "I just had the greatest idea."

"What is it?" Derek feigned interest, as if he was hanging on her every word.

"I could set her up with my brother, I'm sure she would like him." Felicity responded, "We could double."

Derek smirked, "That sounds wonderful. Doesn't it Casey?"

I'd stayed silent, hoping my glare would burn a hole into the back of his head. With a toss of her hair and a blown kiss, Felicity bounced away—and I don't exaggerate, she actually bounced. Once she was out of sight, Derek gave a dramatic bow before me.

"Thank you. Thank you. I'm here all week." Derek said. Then he stood up straight, holding the Frisbee so I could see what was written on it. Felicity, 555-3619. "That Casey, is how it is done. I am the master, plain and simple."

I shook my head as I gathered my stuff. We silently headed back up the beach to our room. When we walked in we found Edwin and Lizzie right where we left them.

"How did it go?" Edwin asked.

"Here, catch." Derek tossed Edwin the Frisbee.

Edwin snatched it out of the air, "Felicity, nice work."

I slammed my bad down on the kitchen island, "You really shouldn't encourage him."

Derek ignored me, "We have a date tonight. Doubling with her brother and Casey."

"I'm not going!" I exclaimed, "I've never met this guy and if Felicity sets any precedent for what her family is like, I'd rather not have that change."

"Oh stop complaining." Derek turned on me. "I'm sure he's delightful."

I shook my head, and crossed my arms over my chest. There was no way I was going to go through with this, "I'm not going."