I changed my penname now so it's the same as my twitter account. It used to be MUSiCmakesmeHAPPY
Disclaimer: I don't own CM.
Alright, here's the new chapter! It's a bit shorter than usual because the words weren't flowing.
When JJ stopped by to drop off their meal, Derek answered the door. He thanked her and went to shut the door, but JJ stopped him.
"Can I talk to you in the hallway for a minute?" JJ asked softly.
Derek sighed. "Yeah, one second." He walked back to Bridget, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and handed her the food. "I'll be right back." He kissed the top of her head.
It wasn't like Bridget didn't know that they were going to be talking about her. She did, and, while she appreciated their concern, it still bothered her that her friends were talking about her. She tried to let it blow over because she knew that she wouldn't make it through this hard time without them. Especially Derek.
It was like Bridget was seeing a different side of him. She was used to the confident, borderline cocky, laughing, flirty Derek and the determined, angry, unsub-hunting Derek. But now he was soft and sweet and kind. Thinking about him, about his attitudes and actions in the past couple days, Bridget found herself smiling down at her meal. When she caught herself, Bridget started to laugh a little.
Derek walked back in the room to find Bridget giggling and looking at her food. She looked so beautiful with a smile gracing her lips, with her nose scrunched in laughter.
"What's so funny?" Derek asked, flashing his own perfect white teeth.
Bridget looked up at him, shook her head and worked on suppressing her giggles. "Nothing," she replied. The smile still lingered on her face. Derek looked at her for another moment with a raised eyebrow and upturned lips.
"Okay," he finally replied, shaking his head. "Come on, Bee. Let's eat."
The mood in the room was noticeably lighter and happier. The reminder of Matt's death wasn't gone; it was just out of mind for the moment.
Bridget got off the bed and went to sit at the small table in the corner of the hotel room. "Good, I'm starving."
They began to eat and were making little jokes the whole time. Things were starting to seem normal to Derek.
"Mmm," Bridget moaned, taking a bite of her meal.
She closed her eyes momentarily and it seemed, to Derek, extremely sexual. Derek looked at her and tried to bite back his laughter, but failed when a small chuckle escaped.
"What?" She turned her head towards him.
He raised his eyebrows teasingly. "That's pretty good, huh?"
Bridget paused and looked at him. As soon as she saw the mischievous glimmer in his eye, she knew what game he was playing. "Yeah," she said slowly, with exaggerated lust in her voice. "Want a bite?" She held out a fork with a bite of her pasta.
"I'd love a bite," Derek's voice was low, matching Bridget's. He leaned towards her with a smirk on his face.
Suddenly, Bridget froze. Suddenly, it wasn't a joke anymore. She wanted to kiss him more than anything. She didn't care that she was hungry, didn't care that they were in some hotel in Miami. She wasn't thinking of her puffy eyes or the fact that she spent a majority of the night before in tears. Only one thought invaded her mind: Derek.
His face was just inches from hers now, lips slightly parted. Now, Bridget just wanted to take a bite of him.
The moment probably wasn't perfect but she didn't care. She needed to kiss him now.
When Derek's eyes looked into Bridget's, any hint of the teasing was gone. All that was left was her natural playfulness. He noticed the change in her demeanor and dared to move another inch closer. He couldn't believe this was happening. For years, since he'd met her, Derek desperately wanted a real kiss from her. Not one when she was drunk or feeling extra affectionate. And it was about to come true.
Taking the chance, Bridget leaned forward and pressed her lips to Derek's. His lips were warm and surprisingly soft. His kiss was strong and firm, yet gentle at the same time. It somehow made her feel safe, like he could support her and take care of her.
Derek's head was spinning. He was in total shock; part of him didn't truly think that Bridget would actually go through with it. He was tempting her, ready to call her bluff, but she went for it. Her small hand reached up to cup his cheek, and then moved to brush his jaw, before coming to rest on the back of his neck.
Slowly, she pulled back just a bit. Derek pressed into her. He was aching for her now. He never wanted this moment to end. He could feel Bridget's mouth forming a smile against his. Derek pulled back, wanting to see her face.
Her cheeks were tinged pink and a small smile graced her lips. She was looking down, shy all of the sudden. God, Derek thought, she is so beautiful. Bridget's teeth scraped along her bottom lip before she looked back up at him. Her grin widened when she saw his smile.
Bridget's hand still lay on the back of Derek's neck and she used it to pull him into her again.
This kiss was rougher, more forceful, but also more playful. To Derek, the kiss was so perfectly Bridget. Now, he was the one smiling against her lips.
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name, I find meaning
The song is "Broken" by Lifehouse.
I hope you guys liked the new chapter. The words weren't really flowing out like should have been. And I know it's taken forever for this new chapter but I'm on spring break now so I really have no excuse.
Also, I've had a really bad last couple of days so reviews would help cheer me up :)
