Disclaimer: In part 1
A/N: First off, I know I said I was going to post this last night, but with the finale on I thought I'd wait.
Secondly, this will be the only post today. I need to finish writing the end and today's looking ridiculous work wise. Sorry.
Okay, enough babble from me. This is sunny, short and I hope you all think sweet.
One Of The Boys – part 9
"For as long as you'll have me," Derek whispered against the side of her neck. His powerful arms wrapped around Penelope to hold her tight against him. "I love you, Baby Girl."
"I know." She sighed, as she rested her cheek against his chest.
"I want us to spend the rest of our lives together."
"I know that, too." She was smiling as Derek took the ring from the box.
He dropped to one knee in front of her.
"Now you get traditional?" Penelope was giggling now.
"Marry me, Penelope," Derek said, his eyes glassy and his voice hardly above a whisper.
"Yes, Derek," she said, tucking the empty box into her pocket, before allowing Derek to place the ring on her finger. It was a perfect fit.
"I want to make love to you, and worship at the temple of your body, because you are the goddess of my heart." She knew he meant the words he was saying, but having the tension between them resolving was restoring his natural playfulness with her. She smiled in answer to the mischievous grin on his face.
"Well, it is morning," Penelope answered.
"Does this mean you want to show me a good one?"
"I could be persuaded to do so for the rest of our lives. Yes!"
"Thank God. And for the record, Baby Girl," he stopped speaking waiting for her to reply.
"What's that, Hot Stuff?"
Derek wrapped one arm around her and tapped her nose lightly with the other. "You are my silly girl, my solace, my best friend, my Baby Girl, my fiancé, but you are not, nor will you ever be, 'just one of the guys'."
Derek kissed her then, the way she had always dreamed he would.
TBC…
