Chapter 10: Blue Heat
Derek went through the paint aisle, searching for the specific colours Casey chose for the baby room. He had been back five days, and everything was so intense and amazing. After that kiss, he was literally walking on a tightrope, and constantly on the verge of attacking her. Her sweetness and attentiveness didn't help his dilemma. He wanted her, oh, it was insanity.
That morning almost made him lose his mind. He didn't mean to, but he was walking by her bedroom when he noticed her door was open. He stopped midtrack. Casey was just in a towel. He could see her through the mirror. Her body was wet, her hair in wet ringlets, and he couldn't look away. The sight of her back, of her legs, her curves, the way her chest was tightly bound just made her spill out of that towel. His eyes feasted on her cleavage, oh she was definitely much curvier than he remembered. Oh dear God, she was so sexy, and the fact she was pregnant was just the cherry on top, she had to be the sexiest, most sensual, most desirable woman on earth. And she was in front of him, unaware of how provocative she was. She bent down to open her drawer, and he just almost died from a heart attack. He forced himself to tear his eyes away from her and basically skittered off, the pure lust drummed in his veins without mercy. He felt almost guilty for lusting after her, she was pregnant for crying out loud. He was supposed to care for her with tenderness and sweetness, not want to go in and fuck her wildly. It was a relief to be able to get out of the house for a moment just to breathe.
Casey had gone through fifty catalogues of paint samples, and after a lot of thinking she sent him out with a list. She wanted to decorate, and she was so excited. And on the weekend they were going to tell the family the truth, so he was wound up with stress as it was, and his attraction to Casey was just an extra tension he couldn't seem to ignore. He needed some form of relief, he was wound up like a yoyo, one drop and he was bound to unwind like a crazy person. And he was as frustrated as the devil, images of her in that towel was eating him alive. So, he was putting his energy into decorating this room.
Derek was putting paint tins in his cart, when a voice broke through his thoughts.
"Hey stranger," he looked up to find Sally leaning up against the rack, "Looks like you're back," she smiled brightly.
He unintentionally took a step back, "Oh, hey," he scanned around him, Casey had gone to a different floor to check out furniture, and he worried about her seeing them together.
"You wouldn't happen to know what kind of wood I need for a patio, do you?" She asked charmingly.
He chuckled nervously, "Sorry, can't help you there unless you are looking to build the worst patio ever."
Sally laughed and moved a little closer, looking nervous, "So, um how are you?"
He was uncomfortable, and he hated small talk. "Not bad, can't complain, listen I'm sorry but I'm in a bit of a rush."
Sally reached out and stopped him, "Wait, could I call you? I was hoping maybe we could…..reconnect."
Oh crap, guess there was no way around it, so he took a deep breath, "Sally I'm sorry, but I'm not really looking to date anyone right now."
She gave him a surprising look, "Oh, well we don't have to date, we could be friends like old times," she said with heavy innuendo.
He looked away, "I'm not doing that either."
Sally gasped, "Wait could it be, are you in love with someone? That is the only explanation for you to um not be yourself."
Derek nodded, summoning the strength to be truthful, "Yes, I am, but we aren't together….it's complicated."
Sally looked disappointed, and then tried to smile. "You're telling me there's someone you are in love with that doesn't return your feelings? Who is this girl, I'll give her a little throttle," she laughed, "In all honesty I'm jealous, I…..never lost hope that you and I could maybe be something again."
Derek sighed, "I don't know where she stands, but I'm definitely into her," he looked over her shoulder and saw Casey looking for him. "Sally, look I owe you a real explanation. I just can't right now, Casey asked me to help with her nursery, and if she sees me chit chatting and wasting my time, she'll bite my head off."
Sally looked disappointed. "So could we maybe, at least finish this conversation another time? I don't mean to be pushy, but I'm the type of person that needs closure."
Derek just nodded curtly, "Sounds like a plan, um I'll let you know, but don't get your hopes up Sally. I'm sorry, bye," and he didn't wait for Sally to respond.
Casey spotted him, and she saw Sally, it was clear by the way she froze in place and looked behind him. When he caught up with her she smiled faintly, "Was that Sally?"
Derek smirked, "Yup, apparently fixing up her porch, she was asking me for recommendation of supplies, as if I had a clue."
Casey looked annoyed. "It's called an excuse to talk to someone. Derek, she's probably wanting you to call her now that you're back."
Derek leaned into her, "Well, I told her that wasn't going to happen, alright? I didn't get a chance to finish the conversation, so I'm just letting you know now that we made plans to have closure. I'm not dating her, but I think in least after all our history she deserves more than just a quick brush off. But I did tell her I'm not available. Is that okay?"
Casey was taken back by his question, "Oh, well, yes I guess she does. That's really mature of you. You don't need my permission, Der," she said with a blush, "She must be so sad. What did she say to that?" she asked nonchalantly.
"She was disappointed, but I'm not losing sleep over it, okay? Come on let's go home, I'm starving." He didn't want to talk about Sally anymore, and he changed the topic.
When they got home though, it was clear Casey was stewing about something, "Case what's wrong?"
She turned her attention to cooking, stirring idly, "Are you sure you don't want to date her?"
Derek moved right beside her and gave her a little smirk. So sure, are you trying to get rid of me Casey?"
Casey looked up alertly, shaking her head, "No, not at all, just you're allowed to change your mind."
He put his arm around her gently, "I won't change my mind. There's another reason I wanted to talk to her. When I was gone, someone wrote me," he watched her closely, trying to see if she had any reaction to it. Casey looked at him slowly, she looked pale all of a sudden. "I suspect it was an ex based on how intense they were. And I'm curious, if it was her it would make a lot of sense, but to ease your mind I turned that person down too."
Casey swallowed hard, as if the news bothered her, "You really think she wrote you?"
Derek shrugged, "This is what sucks about having such a long list of past dates, it could be literally anybody. But Sally was significant, I wouldn't be surprised."
Casey nodded, and then quietly said, "Or someone you'd never expect. If it is Sally, would you change your mind?"
"No, but I'm definitely curious," I wish they were from you.
She spent an insane amount of time stirring before asking, "What kind of letters were they?"
He smiled a little, "They were intense, and like super emotional. That person writes really well, so that knocks off life 80% of the girls I've ever dated. Maybe I would have made fun of them at one point, but I didn't find them funny at all surprisingly. They were kind of nice to read after countless of mail of girls begging me to fuck them."
Casey's eyes went round, "People wrote you to ask you for sex? My goodness, girls nowadays are bold, what if you were in a relationship or something? And um did any women try to….seduce you?"
He offered a cheery grin. "Yes, but I turned them all down. I told you I'm not dating or fucking anyone, and I told Sally that too."
Casey dropped the spatula on the floor abruptly and blushed as she picked it up. She wouldn't look at him. "Stop saying that word, please."
He laughed, oh she was so adorable, and he couldn't help wanting to provoke her a bit. "It's just a word Case, is it maybe the subject that gets you all flustered?"
Casey looked away, hiding her face, "Shut up."
Derek chuckled, "Oh, of course. It's been a while, of course the subject would get you all hot and bothered, believe me I'm in the same boat. What surprises me is how flustered you get over a word, when you are not shy at all when it comes down to it, as I recall you being quite...forward. You're a wild one Casey McDonald."
Casey slapped him, looking flushed and completely agitated. "Derek stop, please. I'm not going to talk to you about that. Forget it."
Derek found himself looking at her, his eyes roved over her and that only made her more flustered, but he couldn't stop it. He couldn't help but longingly look at her. "It's natural to want sex Casey, it doesn't make you a freak for admitting you're human."
"Fine, I miss sex. Happy now?" She snapped, stirring into the pan more aggressively. Oh she was definitely frustrated. He was too, it was almost painful as of late. And then she gave him a heated, angry look. "But just because I miss it, doesn't mean I'm just going to go out and find some random guy, and pregnant for crying out loud. I'm not some sort of sex maniac."
Derek smiled at her, it was good to know she wasn't looking for anyone to satisfy that craving, but at the same time he wanted to please her, wanted to be the one to give it to her, pregnant and all. His memory of that night seemed to contradict her statement. She was aggressive in bed, unrestrained, and downright seductive.
"Oh, you're a maniac," he teased, "Lighten up Case, I mean I know it's hard to being all wound up, but if it makes you feel any better you're not the only one. I have taken up boxing at the gym just to have something to punch out my frustration, maybe you should find something to take the edge off."
She smiled slyly, as if the image of him being that frustrated amused her. "My reason for holding back is pregnancy, but you, there's nothing really pulling you back. You don't have to suffer just because you said you'd care for me." As she said that, he noticed for a moment that she was upset by the idea.
"We're in this together," he murmured softly, "If you have to suffer, then I should too. Do I want sex? Yes, of course it's one of my favourite things, but it's not the most important. I can live without it, and I stand by what I said, you're my focus now." The only person I want to have sex with is you.
Casey smiled, chewed on her lip, and it drew his gaze to her mouth like a beacon. She was breathing unevenly as she noticed, "Well, um, thanks Der," and she snapped away from him. "And you should definitely get closure with Sally, but if you change your mind at any point, just…..tell me."
"Alright, I promise will," and he looked at the stove and laughed, "Seems you have burned our dinner, pizza?"
Casey looked at it with surprise and laughed, "Sure," and she smiled at him, "I can't wait to decorate tomorrow, get ready for me to boss you around, mister."
He smiled brightly, "And get ready for me to make your life difficult, just because you're pregnant doesn't mean I'm just going to let you win and let you get your way all the time, just forget it."
Casey laughed and walked away, "Oh we'll see who wins then, may the best parent win. Sounds like a date," and while she said it so aloofly, it made him react strongly.
Casey got up early, she could hardly sleep. Derek was going to see Sally to end things once and for all, and a part of her was worried he would fall for her again, but at the same time she admired he wanted t do the right thing. Would seeing them together ever make her feel normal? She was a snap away from yelling out her frustration.
Having Derek back was amazing, but there was definitely a new edge between them. Oh God that sex talk almost made her jump him, she was so close to it. Knowing he wanted sex and he was just turning it down for her sake made her want it even more. She thought about it more than she'd like, thought about just seducing him. She was aware of his scent, his body nearby, everything felt so intense that it felt like there were ripples of desire branching out from her. Derek was making her crazy with his attentiveness, he'd been nothing but sweet and it made her love for him burn into madding desire.
She went to wash up and put on some old clothes, put her hair up in a ponytail and went to the baby room. Derek had already put plastic all over the carpet. When he saw her, he grinned, "Look who's finally up, I was worried I'd end up doing this all by myself."
"Dream on, Der," she teased, and took out the different clippings for the room design. She put some music on, and he groaned.
"Really Case, Christina Alguierra? That is so not the painting type music, so not my jam. What we need is some rock or you know something fun, not something that makes me want to die slowly."
She giggled, "Oh you're so dramatic, just tune it out."
Casey picked a wall and she started painting, Derek was on the other side of the room. They talked about a lot of things, and then suddenly the topic of names came up.
"So besides Emilio, what names did you have in mind?"
She dipped her brush in and painted hazily, "I have three others: Esteban, Marcus, and Sebastian." She looked over her shoulder to find Derek just smiling.
"I hate them all, what's with all the lame names Case? So unimpressed," he teased.
Casey went on to tell him she read a lot, and they were the names of her favourite male characters. He laughed, "And let me guess, they were all these romantic saps weren't they?"
"They're classical names Derek, those names never go out of style. What do you think about him having both our last names? I mean it seems fair."
Derek came up beside her, "Are you sure?"
Casey smiled at him, "Venturi McDonald, and when he's older we can let him pick which one he likes best."
He smiled sweetly, "No, poor kid having that many names! Let's just stick with McDonald, seems fair you're carrying him."
Casey stopped, for some reason she didn't like the sound of it, she wanted him to be a Venturi, but how could she bring it up without giving away that she just loved him so much she wanted his name for their child. "How about we revisit the last name, and we think of names that sound good with both?"
"Alright, well I have a couple names, Jake, Brandon, and Cobain," Derek announced with excitement.
Casey giggled, "Cobain?"
"Yes, like Kurt Cobain, the guitarist. Come on Case don't tell me you don't know who Nirvana is. I think my son should have an epic name, I mean we both know he's going to be cool like me," he joked.
Casey thought about it but then promptly shook her head, "Cobain….you're funny, but no. Jake was the name of this boy that would throw me in the mud when I was in elementary school, I still get angry when I think about that kid, and Brandon …I dated a Brandon."
Derek's smiled faded, "You dated a Brandon? When? I mean….I would remember every guy you dated, and by the way they were all losers, just saying." There was jealousy in his voice, and she felt a little glad by it.
Casey turned her attention to the wall. " Yeah, Brandon was a guy I went on a few dates during first year, but he was a total dud. And they weren't all losers, Sam, and Max were not losers."
Derek laughed hysterically, "Oh Sam is my buddy, but come on, he had no idea how to deal with you, he was a total loser when he was dating you. Max….. I remember you changing for him, and when you asked for time to figure yourself out, he went out and dated someone else quite quickly. They were all idiots."
Casey felt warm and she couldn't help it, "You never liked anyone I dated, who would have been right for me then?"
She felt his eyes on her back, and he moved in behind her. She felt his body heat, and she tried to keep herself calm, but her breathing went all over the place. His voice was so gentle, so close to her ear. "Someone who loves you at your best, and your worst, someone who would appreciate all your quirks, someone you can have fun with. Admit it Case you were never fully yourself with any of them, the guy for you would love you just as you are, and feel lucky every single moment he has you. You're too…unique to just end up with someone lame."
So, you? Everything in her wanted to ask, she blushed trying to focus on the painting, "That's very hard to find," she managed to say.
"It really isn't," he said after a moment of heart pounding silence."How much do you want to bet you'll find someone crazy enough to want to be with you?"
Casey turned around and looked at him, he was so close, his presence was so seductive. She smiled, "Why would he have to be crazy?"
He looked away, "Because, no one could love you and stay normal. That guy would lose his mind realizing he has you, therefore become crazy."
Casey blushed deeply, "Are you saying that as my step brother?"
His gaze went up and met hers, looking annoyed. "No," he said simply. "I'm saying that as the father of your baby, as the one who's lived with you for months, and well...the guy who kissed you just recently. I can't believe you still see me that way," he said with a little laugh, but she detected it bugged him. "Anyway, let's um focus, at this rate we'll be painting until morning."
They painted silently after that and then she watched him as he was reaching for a corner, dabbing the paint in to the crook with concentration. You're so cute, and for some reason she went up behind him and painted on his arm. He pulled back and looked at her, "Did you just paint on me?" He taunted, and he was giving her a little menacing look. She backed up slowly, keeping the eye contact.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm innocent," she challenged. He laughed and came closer, he was intense, striking her with a predatory look.
"You're dead," and she found herself laughing and trying to run away from him, but he reached for her hand and pulled her into him. He painted her cheek with a devil like smirk, oh he was attractive.
"Oh you didn't," she said with mock indignation, and then the game took on a new edge.
They chased each other around the room, it was exhilarating. Derek fell backwards as he slipped on the plastic, and Casey kneeled down and charged him. For some reason she was straddling him, but she couldn't stop herself. She saw a look of shock go over him, and she couldn't move off him, just leaned over him dangerously. He felt so good beneath her, and his hands grazed her thighs, slowly going up until he was seizing her waist. The game suddenly took a very lustful turn but she was helpless, couldn't move away, couldn't help but sigh at the feel of his hands on her. You're mine Derek, she wanted to scream it, instead all she could do was blush.
"What are you doing?" he asked hoarsely. His eyes were revved with intensity.
Casey's breathing was all over the place, "Making sure I win," she said faintly.
She was aware of the electric surge, the feel of him between her thighs, oh the torturous pull was making her crazy. Without another word, she leaned into him deeper and smiled as she painted his face, his arms, his neck, all while he was howling with laughter. "Tell me I'm the winner," she taunted, but Derek's eyes gleamed with playfulness.
"Never," he said in a low voice and sat up. She was on his lap, and she refused to get off him. At first she thought he was trying to push her away, but to her surprise, he held her against him with one arm, and with the other he painted her cheek, her neck, her forehead. He was intent, and that look of playfulness went away. Every stroke was slow, and tantalizing, as if he was touching her through that brush. He then took the brush and painted along her collarbone, moving aside her shirt. She was dizzy, and hot. It was erotic, who would have thought it? His dark gaze was vaporizing her.
"You look ridiculous," she murmured. He had blue and yellow all over his face, it was in his hair, and he still managed to make her melt.
Derek dropped the brush and smiled as he assessed his finished work. "You're a mess Case," and then his thumb went by her mouth, wiping away paint gently. He was staring at her mouth, "You shouldn't eat that," he said with raspiness.
His hand on her back was moving slowly, up and down, his touch was searing her. She let out a little sigh of pleasure, and tangled her fingers into his hair, "Your hair is crazy," she made the excuse of cleaning up the paint in his hair as a reason to touch him. His breathing hitched. As her fingers soothed him, she looked at his face with adoration.
"Say I'm the winner," she pleaded, she didn't mean to sound so breathless.
Derek was distraught, she could feel the rattling of his heart against her. "You win, I've been losing against you too often lately," his words caught her by surprise. She wanted to prolong this moment longer.
Casey couldn't help but stare at his mouth, "So have I, I'm constantly losing against you, but I'm not sure I mind it. Truce? We are both losers now."
Derek's arms went around her, as he surged her into him, as if their closeness wasn't enough for him. She was flushed up against him, caught up in the most heated gaze. "Well, I guess I don't mind it either, truce."
She smiled at him, "I got you pretty good though, my best art piece yet."
He chuckled, as he gently touched her face with a pleased expression on his face. "Well, you're looking quite colourful too, looks like I missed out on my true calling. Though….I had some help."
"What do you mean?"
His eyes skimmed over her face, his stroking on her back became deeper, "You were already beautiful, there was no way I could have messed it up."
Casey's mouth dropped in surprise, felt a maroon bloom go over her face, "You think I'm beautiful, are you sick?"
He looked at her steadily, and she felt herself getting lost in his eyes. "So sick," he teased, "I'm not going to lie to you and say I think you look hideous, when you're not."
She couldn't believe it, to hear him say those words made her burst with emotions. "But you used to say I was…like all the time."
Derek shrugged apologetically, "Well I may have acted like a blind idiot, but I wasn't a blind idiot."
Casey caressed his face, reacting violently to his words. "Well you're not unfortunate looking either," she murmured.
He laughed, "That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me."
Casey was lost now, and touched his mouth softly, she couldn't help it. She was so far gone, staring at the man she loved, having him there, having him so close was too much to handle. "I wish I could kiss you whenever I wanted," she admitted.
Derek swallowed, closing his eyes as she continued stroking his mouth. Oh these hormones were making her do things she'd never , ever do, but she couldn't help it. He looked absolutely tormented, "Why?" He slowly opened his eyes.
She shrugged helplessly, "Does there have to be a reason? I just want to."
Derek shuddered underneath her touch, and he kissed her finger with soft little kisses, but it was enough to get her hot and unsteady. "Case….you promised," he said with difficulty, "I'm not a saint, okay? If I let you kiss me whenever you wanted, then….I'd go crazy. Kissing you is too hot, as much as I tell you I can hold back from um being physical, I'm also not crazy enough to tempt that ability, because there's a good chance I'll lose at that too."
Yet he was still holding her tightly, felt the intimate pressure of sitting on him, felt the way their bodies seemed to melt into each other. She couldn't take it anymore, having him there and not being able to kiss him, and not be able to push him down and be intimate with him was destroying her. She could hear his breathing accelerate.
"I know Der, I get it. Then please let me go," she said with agitation, "I'm close to kissing you this instant if you don't."
Derek buried his face in her neck, he was breathing harshly against her, "It's hard to let go."
It really was, this was so intimate to her, there wasn't much in the way. Casey wanted him so badly she felt a tremor go through her as she felt Derek pull back. He froze as his cheek grazed hers. Oh, kiss me, kiss me, please Derek. She was so unnerved that she moved against him in a weird little rocking motion, and he groaned.
"Oh fuck, please don't move," his hands clasped her hips, and he looked at her with pure lust.
"I didn't mean to do that," she blushed, she really didn't but it felt so good rubbing into him like that it made her hum with excitement.
He laughed in a smothered way, "I'm sure you didn't, but right now it doesn't take much to get me riled up. Please Casey, you need to get up now."
Derek slowly let go of her. She took a deep breath and peeled herself off him, she felt the absence immediately. Derek got up, and pulled her up by the hand, he looked frazzled, and clearly he was turned on. It made her feel a little victorious jolt go through her, he was definitely attracted to her, and he couldn't even recover. His cheeks were rosy, and he looked away from her shyly. Derek being shy? Seemed impossible, but he made looking shy look so hot.
"I'm sorry," she found herself saying, "I was just trying to have fun and ….I didn't think, I seem to be doing that a lot lately."
Derek rubbed his neck, "Believe me, I know. And it was fun," he offered slyly. "Just maybe too fun," he winked. "We should cool off for a bit.I'm going to hit the shower before this paint dries up," he said with a little laugh, and he just left.
She looked around the room, they got some painting on the wall, but Derek became her main canvas. Oh she was losing control of herself more and more. After a long break, they eventually finished painting. The rest of the time was tense, and awkward. The following days they argued over how to place the furniture, putting up art, and after three days, the nursery was completed. The room looked beautiful, the colours bursting. She cried when Derek assembled the crib, it was real, in a couple months there would be a baby.
Throughout that time, she could feel the tension between them like a tight piece of also fought over names, they had such different ideas for names. They scoured through a baby book, and Derek would just groan at all her choices. One night though, they went on a walk to a trail. The name hit them, and it was perfect. They walked together in content silence. It was a cloudy night, brisk, but she felt so warm, so happy.
"So you agree?" he said with a happy grin.
Casey beamed, "Oh yes. I love it."
Derek took her hand suddenly, for some reason whenever it came to the baby, there was no stopping the affectionate side of him, it was like that from the beginning. Casey could picture him in her mind, a little mini Derek following him around with a cute little smirk, yes, that was his name. Noah George Venturi. Noah Venturi. Although Derek was under the impression he would be a McDonald, she wanted Noah to be a Venturi, one step at time though.
Derek was so happy. "Noah," he said the name out loud, "I like it, a lot. And it still sort of has a classic sound to it, but it doesn't make me want to hurl like all your other names."
Casey was so giddy, "He's going to be so cute, I just know it. Do you think he'll be smart like me, or a doofus like you?"
Derek chuckled, "Why can't he be both? I wonder who he will look like."
Casey quickly muttered, "Oh he's going to be handsome, like you."
Derek paused, looking at her with surprise, "You find me handsome?"
She blushed, and was glad for the oncoming darkness. "I'm not blind either, as much as I used to deny it before, I was lying."
They stared at each other, and then they heard the sound of thunder in the distance, and just like that rain started pouring in buckets. "Oh my god!" Casey squealed.
Derek laughed, "Oh what fun," and he took hold of her hand and they ran back home.
They laughed the entire way, she was soaked, never in her life had she been rained on so hard. As soon as they made it to the door, she felt him up against her. His hands were in her hair, and she just looked at him for a moment, trying to catch her breath. He was laughing, as he combed his fingers through her hair, "You scream like a scared little girl" he teased. "You're just soaked, holy crap." His laughter was causing a reaction in her, a powerful surge.
She blushed, "So are you," and she slowly caressed the front of his body, noticing how the rain had made his clothes cling to him. She could see the hard contours of his body.
He looked devastatingly handsome. Oh, that face, that smile, those remarkable eyes. His hands went over her arms slowly as he noticed her shivering, "You're freezing, let's go inside."
Casey couldn't seem to move, her hands moved on their own and grasped the collar of his jacket, and she tugged at him. A sombering expression went over his face. He turned his face away, clearly trying to send the message that he didn't want to kiss her. Should have been enough to deter her, but as she stared at him she felt possessed, as she stared at the hollow of his neck, the raindrops were rolling off his hair, dripping down his body, oh he was delicious looking. And she couldn't stop it, she kissed his neck.
Derek tensed up, "Case- what are you doing?" She was helpless to the attraction, the taste of his skin, his scent, she couldn't stop the kisses, he made her desperate. He moaned softly, his hands went over her as if he was going to push her away, but then his hands went up to her hair, gripping tightly.
She sighed, "Let me, please," she begged. She felt like she was on a strange high, kissing his neck with desperation, with complete hunger. She grazed her teeth against his neck, and he was shaking.
"Case…what…oh fuck," his breathing was erratic, she could feel the throb of his pulse against her tongue, and she couldn't stop, she needed to mark him, it felt necessary. The feel of his wet body against her made her shiver, "Casey," he said gutturally.
"If you wanted to stop me, you would have already," she breathed against him.
He didn't respond just continued moaning softly and the sound ignited her more, and she took her time leaving love nips on the other side of his throat. She moved up wanting more of him, so much more. He seized her face in his hands, halting her, pressing into her with an intense fury. He was breathing hard against her cheek, the crest of his cheeks flaming, "You're killing me, Case….please" he moved against her with agitation, "Please," he basically moaned.
"Please what," she managed to say.
His eyes were a dark abyss of lust, "Don't act so innocent, please stop tormenting me. I'm going to let go of you, but don't you dare make any other move, I'll go sleep at Sam's if you do. I can't, we literally talked about this last week. There's a reason for it Case. It's too dangerous."
Casey breathed in hard surges against him, "I didn't kiss you…..I gave you a hickey," she blushed intensely, "It's not the same thing."
He practically growled, "It's the fucking same thing, you're mouth was on me, making me crazy, how is that not a kiss?"
She ran her hands up and down his sides, "A kiss would imply that I felt your mouth on me too," she challenged, "I won't kiss you, or your neck again, happy now?"
A flicker of torchlight in his eyes made her heart palpitate harder. He moved, pushing her hair aside roughly. "Oh you're right, my mistake, now I have to make the point," and his mouth consumed her neck with wild, passionate kisses that made her scratch at his back with deep indentations. he glided his mouth over her with devil like infinity, taking her very soul from her very breath as his toungue flicked against her throat in the most rapturous way. He was set on making her squirm, making her suffer as she'd done to him and she moaned helplessly. She was vibrating with lust.
"Oh, oh," she muttered harshly, as he sucked on her neck, his body was completely up against her. He started grinding in to her as he nibbled her. She found herself responding to his movements, synching up to his slow, torturous rocking, she was shivering, gasping, and he took it from shivers to scalding lust as he found her earlobe and nipped and tormented her. She prayed for him to just give in and kiss her, but he wasn't that generous and he stepped back.
"You're really going to stand there and say that wasn't a kiss to you?" he said darkly.
Casey was unsteady, her vision was blurry and her heart racing, "That was….. so um nice, but I still don't count it as a kiss." She didn't know how she had the strength to challenge him, "A kiss to me would be your mouth on mine, where we both get lost in the passion of it mutually. And while your mouth was on my neck and it felt good, I can't reciprocate in the moment, and you know I like participating."
Derek laughed dryly, "You're crazy, but trying to get a reaction out of me isn't going to work. I see what you're trying to do Case, you're trying to get me to snap so I kiss you, but it isn't happening. This is over, no more kissing of any kind."
She wanted him so badly, but she let go in slow degrees, "It's a shame to not be able to enjoy kissing, do you know how hard it is to find a decent kisser? And well I blame you, you're too skilled."
He laughed smokily. "If you'd like I could kiss you horribly so you never want it again," he offered charmingly.
She rolled her eyes, "Nice try, I don't think you're capable of that. You're right, it was still a kiss. I feel like an apology isn't sincere since I just can't help but want to." She look away with embarrassment, and felt him move in. His body nestled into hers, and he tipped her chin up, all jokes were gone. He looked intense.
"What is this Casey?"
Casey let go of him, "What do you mean?"
He looked at her pleadingly. "What is this Casey, what are we? Ever since I've been back I get the sense something's changed. Call me crazy, but step sibs don't give each other hickies, don't make out, don't have sex, don't have intense painting sessions, and somehow we've broken all of those rules. Three of those things we've done in a week and then you add the cuddling, and all the sweetness. I've literally been holding you this entire time, I have you pinned up against our door as if it's a regular occurrence. What is this Casey?"
Casey sighed, and then moved to open the door. He followed her as she went to get a towel and pat herself down. How much to reveal? There was no denying she was attracted to him.
She finally looked up at him."I don't know…..I don't have an answer, all I know is I've stopped looking at you as my step brother. It must be us living together, there are no constant reminders of our family connection. I care about you, you're sweet, and well it's not like you're a gremlin, you're attractive. You're the father of my baby. Clearly I like kissing you. I'm attracted to you, we have a pretty intense connection. I don't know what that means though." She couldn't afford to drop her feelings on him without feeling him out a bit.
Derek smiled softly. "Well let me know when you do, because this is getting really intense. Case, I'm not going to lie to you. I want to kiss you just as much, and I feel the same. I haven't thought of you as my step sister in a long time, if I'm honest there was no way I could see you the same after that night. I want to give you what you want, because yes I did say you could come up with the rules when we moved in. But I don't think it's smart to treat kissing like a game or something. All I want is for you to tell me why you want it," he said sincerely, "give me a reason other than you like it."
Casey felt like she was on sinking sand, "Why do you?"
He grinned and studied her openly. "For one you're a great kisser. You're well, beautiful, smart, kind, intense, a nerd, who wouldn't want to kiss you? I'm not immune to you Casey. I care about you, and trust me I have other reasons. But I asked you first, give me a reason Case." His gaze was so focused on her, it made her spin. What truth did he want? She basically admitted she was attracted to him, and he still didn't budge.
He gently tucked a piece of stray hair behind her ear, the shock of it made her wilt on the spot. "Do you only want me because I'm here, or feel lonely? I know we both haven't been with anyone in a while, is that why you're so attracted to me? "
No, I love you, I love you so much I can't think straight, but she couldn't summon the words they were lodged in her throat, hiding behind a cage of fear. "You're right Derek it is too risky, what's the matter with me? I should be putting the baby first and I've just been all over the place. Just forget this Derek, please. Clearly I'm stupid."
Derek shook his head and reached for her, keeping her still as he grasped her shoulders. "Please, think about it. I think it's safe to say you have the hots for me, and well the feeling is mutual," he winked.
Casey looked at his neck with a speculative glance, "Well I must have the hots for you, I don't just attack guys like that. I must warn you though that yes while I'm guilty of being attracted to you, pregnancy hormones have a way of making certain things feel more intense. It makes me very um…...feisty, I'm sorry."
He smiled brightly, the effect making this conversation feel tense, and charged. "Well, aren't I lucky? I don't have a hormone rage like you do, but I attacked you too. Clearly that's contagious, your hormones have jumped to me."
Casey blushed, "Good to know I'm not the only crazy one then."
Derek moved a little closer, playing with the locks of her wet hair, "Trust me, I'm just as crazy. But, attraction alone is just not worth um messing everything up over, we have Noah now to think about, " he said seriously, "That's why I'm asking you to think things through."
"Okay, I'll think about it. I'm sorry, you asked for things never to happen again and I just…..didn't listen to you."
He smiled supportively, "It's all good, when have you ever listened to anything I say? I'm not mad, and well you forgave that night I kissed you, so I guess we're even again."
Casey longed to tell him everything, the whole truth, but she still couldn't summon the courage. "Thanks Derek. I should get rest, we're going to deal with the family tomorrow, and I suggest you get some rest too."
Derek groaned, "How bad do you think it'll go?"
Casey tried to be supportive, but there was no point sugarcoating it, "It'll be rough, but I can promise you I'm not going to let their reaction take away from all how great things have been between us."
He smiled, "Well, can't wait to be chopped liver, but I'm glad to get past it to be honest. Keeping this a secret has been annoying."
After that, Casey hid herself in her room. She should be locked up for life, what was the matter with her? Derek thinking she wanted him based on loneliness or opportunity made her upset, but she couldn't blame him for thinking that considering how they started. She smiled though, this was the opportunity to win his heart, if he was attracted to her then she had a shot. She smiled into the night. She was going to win Derek over, something told her it wouldn't be that hard of a battle, and she was done playing the shy game. She would just have to be smart about it.
Derek woke up in the foulest of moods, he hadn't been awake for more than five minutes before he was snapping at Casey. She wasn't doing anything except trying to be comforting for the upcoming night, and he rolled his eyes at her a few times. It seemed being a jerk was his default setting whenever he was stressed or worried. Casey tried talking to him a few times and he just told her to leave him alone, he was in no mood to be around her hotness, it was her fault he was feeling extra cranky. It wasn't just stress that was eating him, it was an unbearable lust, an unbearable need for Casey.
Casey would walk past him, and he literally had to clench his fists to avoid reaching for her, he couldn't sleep a wink after her passionate kiss, and yes he saw it as a kiss. His mouth went dry thinking about the taste of her skin, how she moaned and moved against him desperately. He wanted to believe that passion was only for him, but she admitted pregnancy hormones were intense, what if that was the real reason she was so attracted to him? He just needed her to tell him what she wanted out of this, the waiting, the tension was killing him slowly.
As he was sulking in his bed, Casey came in quietly. "Derek, we have to go. Come on, everything is going to be alright."
He scoffed, "Oh yeah can't wait for the stony, judgemental silence I will receive tonight. Oh and my dad will have at least one screeching meltdown, how much do you want to bet?"
Casey sat down beside him and reached for his hand. "I'm not going to let them put all the blame on you, I seduced you remember?"
He cracked a smile, "How could I forget, but come on Case. Everyone has always seen you as the innocent, the most unlikely to do anything wrong, and well I'm known for being a scoundrel. They're going to blame me Casey, and honestly I don't care what they think of me. I'm more worried about how they will see us now, or that they will become jerks to Noah." He fiddled with her fingers, "I don't regret anything Casey, but I'm sure they will rain on that parade."
Casey sighed and leaned into his shoulder, "Derek, is there anything I could do to cheer you up, even a little?"
He looked at her, oh so many things he couldn't bring himself to ask, "Just promise me you won't take anything I say or do tonight personally, I know I've been so delightful all day, but it's not you okay?"
"I promise. I am done hiding you Derek, you have been so amazing throughout all this, and I will snap at anyone who tries to make you feel guilty. I don't regret anything Derek." She reached for his face and gently grazed his cheek. "Noah is so lucky to have you, and so am I, come on. This is something we should be celebrating, there's nothing to fear."
He smiled at her, took her hand and kissed it softly. He didn't care about trying to explain it, but she just smiled. "You're right, I'm being ridiculous. Let's give them a heart attack with a smile on our face, shall we?"
Derek held her hand the entire way to the car, he was so nervous, but Casey was just quietly looking at him as if he was just going to run away. "Let's tell Lizzie and Edwin first, that way they leave us to talk to the parents without them feeling awkward."
"Okay," she offered sweetly, "I like that so much, can we tell them separately or should we tell them together."
"I'll tell Edwin, got to make sure he doesn't say anything stupid to you, and you tell Lizzie, it'll be less awkward that way. And Marty might not understand it, I'll let dad take care of that one." Plus it would be a perfect testing round.
Derek went up to Edwin's room, feeling a little queasy. He watched as Edwin laid down on his bed lazily. It was shocking him how extreme his change had become, he was one step away from being tattooed from head to toe. it made Derek wonder why he was doing all that, was it a cry for attention? And from who?
Derek smirked at him, "That goth look really doesn't suit you man, there are plenty of other ways to be cool."
Edwin just grinned, "I am not changing back Derek, actually I'm thinking of getting some face piercings."
Derek's smile wiped away, "Edwin, please tell me you're joking. That is ridiculous, snap out of it, you look like a clown."
Edwin studied him and shot up on the bed, eyeing him strangely. He noticed Derek's neck and laughed smugly. "I see the life of a hockey player is treating you good, you're so lucky. Seeing anyone specific or are you seeing many women at once?"
Derek rolled his eyes at him, "Nice try, but that's not something you and I are going to discuss. Don't be jealous Ed."
Edwin got up and went to sit on his chair and leaned back. "So, how's living with Casey going? I imagine it's a nightmare, and then you add her pregnancy, oh boy, I wouldn't want to be you."
Derek sighed and took a deep breath. "It's not that bad, we're actually getting along. Actually, that's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, Casey and I ….are living together for other reasons than just her schooling."
Edwin shot up alertly, his dark eyes almost gauged out of his head. "Don't tell me…Are you and Casey finally dating?"
Derek nearly choked on a laugh, "What do you mean finally?"
Edwin smirked a little, "As I've gotten older, I've gotten much wiser. It's not like Casey is a dumpster truck, and well, you guys were acting quite weird the last few times I saw you. Casey was too nice to you, it was suspicious, and well at your party, you think I didn't notice you kept following her around? I think I finally understand you Derek, why you were such a jerk to her all these years."
Here he thought Edwin was a doofus since he looked like doofus, but turns out he was much smarter than ever. "Why?"
Edwin grinned, "Suppressed sexual tension," he said matter of factly, "It would make anyone go mad. So am I right, are you and Casey finally just shacking up? And you must really like her if you're willing to be with her despite her pregnancy."
Derek got up and slapped him behind the head, "First of all, how the hell did you come up with that?" And then as he stared as his brother, as he looked down guiltily, something clicked. Oh how could he have been so stupid? Clearly Edwin was going through something similar with Lizzie, it would explain so much.
Edwin quickly laughed, trying to appear cool. "I told you I'm smarter than you. So out with it."
He groaned, this was so awkward already, "Casey and I aren't dating."
Edwin looked surprised, "Oh…..just screwing around?"
Derek was getting agitated, "No for crying out loud, just stop with that nonsense Edwin. We aren't screwing around, we're not dating, but to be honest that's not your business and if we were, I wouldn't tell you. I'm living with her because that baby is mine."
Edwin looked intensely surprised, his mouth gaped open, "What the fuck," he muttered, "You got her pregnant? Holy shit, that's even worse than you just screwing around with her."
Derek felt intensely defensive, "Why so much worse?"
Edwin was clearly trying to wrap his head around it, "You're basically married to Casey now…um is this something you're happy about?"
Married? He tried not to make any reaction to give away how much he loved her, "Yes. I'm having a son Edwin, trust me it was a shock to me, but we're just co-parenting. Casey and I aren't… involved, but yes I got her pregnant."
Edwin rubbed his head painfully, "So was that time a fluke?"
He wanted to laugh, so far from a fluke, it was the best night of his life. "Look the why it happened is honestly not important now, it was meant to be one night and that was it, and here we are now."
Edwin's love for puzzles all his life was finally being used for something useful. "So you got her pregnant, you're living with her but you aren't together, isn't that a little intense? Fuck, I can honestly say I didn't see that coming. You are going to be a father, never thought I'd see the day."
He smiled, thinking of Noah. "I never saw it coming either, but it's been…good for me. And Casey is just living with me, we're not anything….." He didn't mean to sound so depressed about it, but he couldn't help it.
Edwin stood up and crossed his arms reflectively, "Oh you're screwed."
"What now?"
"You're in love with her, and now you have to live with her. Talk about a nightmare, you just love to suffer don't you? You didn't have to move in with her."
Derek looked down, he couldn't deny anything, "Just shut up Edwin, I don't want her to hear you or anyone else. This stays between us, got it? We're telling dad and Nora, and you and Lizzie can't be there for that, you have to keep Marty away too. I just wanted you to know so you're not part of that massacre."
Edwin chuckled, "It's nice I got a heads up, that would have been so awkward….and um congratulations then, I guess that's in order. Woah, I went from step uncle, to an actual uncle. That's kind of nuts when you think about it."
He laughed, "It is, trust me it was hard for me wrap my mind around all of this on my own. I'm excited though."
Edwin stuck out his hand, and Derek shook it cordially, but then Edwin sucker punched him. "You're so into her, come on Derek I swear I won't tell anyone. I was sort of right."
Derek just rolled his eyes, "Yes, alright? I'm crazy about her, but I swear Edwin if anyone finds out I will come down just to kick your ass, got it? As far as you knew, I got her pregnant, and we're living together, end of story. Do you think, um we're freaks or something?"
Edwin laughed, "Yes you're definitely freaks, but you're not related. It may be weird to some people, but if that's what you want, then who the hell cares about everyone else? Honestly you two make a lot of sense. " And then he looked at Derek with a teasing smile, "So that hickey is from Casey isn't it? So, it's not like nothing is happening, right?"
Derek just sighed heavily with a little smirk, "Just shut up, already. I don't kiss and tell, never have, and never will, just forget it."
Edwin then put his arm around him with a little concerned look, "So in case dad and Nora kill you, any last words?"
He laughed, "Oh how about you're an idiot? It's going to suck, but if you hear pure silence coming from downstairs, come and check up on us. We might not be okay"
"Deal, no worries Lizzie and I will stall Marty," Edwin said supportively.
Derek got up and with a little smile muttered, "Any excuse to spend time with her, am I right? Trust me, been there, done that." And without waiting to hear a response, he left him.
"Noah, oh my gosh that is the cutest name," Lizzie breathed as Casey braided her hair, "Oh he's going to be so, so cute, I can't wait to meet him Casey."
Casey beamed, "I know right, oh Lizzie it's been hard lately though. I feel enormous, I feel like I'm constantly short of breath." As she leaned over, her scarf unravelled a bit, and Lizzie giggled.
"So who's been kissing your neck, Casey? I'm glad to know you're pregnant love life isn't that dull, way to go sis," she smirked.
Casey stood up alertly, readjusting her scarf. "No one kissed it, I just bruise like a peach," she faltered.
Lizzie eyed her sappily, "Uhuh, that may have worked when I was younger, not anymore. It's hilarious, I heard Edwin teasing Derek about the same thing, what a coincidence."
Casey's face turned red, "Please, Derek is just….Derek! Do not compare us, enough about me, what's new with you?"
Lizzie danced in her chair, "Guess what Casey, I'm going to be valedictorian," she squealed.
Casey hugged Lizzie tightly, "Oh I'm so, so, proud of you, I'm not surprised. You're going to blow them away. I will so be there, alright?"
As they caught up and chatted, Casey kept looking at her watch. Why was this so hard to just say out loud? She took a deep breath, "Liz…..can we talk about something? It's about the father…"
Lizzie turned to look at her and reached for her, "Yes, please tell me. I've been trying so hard to respect your privacy."
Casey fidgeted nervously, oh what would she think? Would she judge her hard for it? "I'm telling mom and George tonight, but I wanted you to know first. Lizzie…..the father of my baby is…."
"Yes?" Lizzie proded.
She closed her eyes, "Derek, he's the father…..it's why we're living together."
She heard a quick intake of breath, and Lizzie's hand gripped her tightly, "Oh my god….that's huge."
Casey nodded, "So huge, but it's the truth. Derek is the father, he's been amazing Lizzie. He's been there for me, and the baby, he's really changed. I know it's weird, bizarre that we even got involved but it happened. But we're trying to co-parent." She looked up slowly to find Lizzie smiling.
"Why don't you look more shocked?" She whispered.
Lizzie shrugged, "I guess it just makes sense…..it's hard to explain. It's one of those 'I can't believe I didn't see it before, but of course Derek is the father.' I should have known…..that's so crazy, but in a good way. You and Derek always had an intense bond. The more I think, the more it makes sense. Are you two…."
Casey shook her head, blushing, "No we're not, but um I care about him. A lot."
Lizzie motioned to her neck, "Clearly you two have some intense moments."
Casey blushed, "Please don't tell anyone okay?"
Lizzie looked at her for a long time, "Secret safe with me. It may be a little hard for mom and George, but I think this is awesome. You and Derek are already family anyways, now it's just a different form. I'll be rooting for the three of you, maybe you'll finally get what you always wanted."
Casey motioned for her to explain, "What do you mean by that?"
Lizzie giggled, "Casey you can be so oblivious sometimes, or you're in extreme denial, but you two have always had a connection. It may have started with a night, but the fact he wants to be right alongside you just screams he's invested in you. You have always cared about him, don't lie to me."
Casey smiled dreamily, "I won't deny it, he's got me rattled. And well he's been so sweet, how could I be indifferent?"
Lizzie hugged her, "Sometimes life has a way of giving what you want in the most unusual ways, but maybe if this hadn't happened you might have never gotten a chance to see each other in a different light. And if mom gives you a hard time, it'll just be shock, and it won't last forever. She loves you and Derek, and I'm sure once George gets used to the idea, he'll be glad that you ended up being the mother of his grandchild."
Casey was crying, hearing such words of encouragement from Lizzie made her heart burst. She wanted to find Derek that instant and hold him, tell him she's never been happier, that she loved him more each passing day. Her need for him was becoming so grand. When she excused herself to go find him, she pulled his hand and took him into washroom. She was all teary eyed and he instantly moved in, wiping away her tears.
"What's wrong? Did Lizzie say something to upset you?" He was making her heart ache desperately.
"No," she whispered, "hold me, please. I'm just overwhelmed." He smiled at her and moved in, pulling her tightly against him. She held him for a long time, just losing herself in the warmth of his arms. "You've become my safe place," she blubbered loudly.
Derek's soft laugh in her ear made her shiver, "Never thought anyone would think of me as safe, but I'm shockingly not upset by it. I'm here for you."
"Are you okay?" She asked softly as she pulled back and studied him. "I know tonight is a lot, Lizzie was supportive."
He looked exhausted but like always Derek always tried to come off as cool and collected, "Just peachy. Edwin was a little shocked by the baby, but he was surprisingly not a dweeb about it. So all in all, I'm fine. I'm sweating bullets though."
Casey smiled up at him, "Well, I'm not leaving your side. You're not alone in this. We're in this together." She offered her hand to him and he took it with a little smile.
She grasped on to him tightly, "Whenever you're ready."
Derek took a few deep breaths. He was staring at her, and to her complete surprise, he gently seized her face in his hands and kissed her ever so softly, it was the most gentle kiss he'd ever given her, but it made her heart nearly flatline. He cradled her head softly as he gently nipped, kissed and soothed her mouth with a chilling hellfire. She melted into it, wanting to linger to his kisses a little longer. Never in her life had such a soft kiss caused this kind of reaction. When he pulled back, he was smiling.
Casey gasped after a moment of shock. "I thought there would be no kisses of any kind," she scolded him.
He laughed with mischief, "Well I had a reason for that one other than just liking it. You make me brave, Casey, so thank you," he murmured softly. God he was too charming for his own good. "As long as you're with me, I think I got a handle on this."
Casey gave him a little shy smile, "Typical, you break the rules and I just let it happen, and if I break the rules, the sky is falling. I'll remember that," she taunted.
He laughed as he reached for the handle, "Rules don't apply to me, remember?" he teased. "Come on, let's tell our parents that we had a wild night, we're pregnant, and hope we live into the morning."
Casey giggled, and she followed Derek's lead. Nothing would ever be the same after tonight, and finally being able to show off Derek as the father made her feel as if a giant burden was lifting from her shoulder. No more secrets, Derek was the father of her baby, and Lizzie was right. Looks like life handed her what she always wanted, in the most unorthodox way, and she'd never been gladder that her five-year plan got destroyed. Derek and Noah were now big parts of her life, and she'd never stop thanking the universe for this switch of fate.
It was quiet, yet there was a racket in his mind. They sat across from their parents, and they were completely unaware of the news they were about to receive. They joked around, talking about so many things, and then Nora looked at Casey.
"How are you sweetie, you look great," she said sweetly.
Casey thanked her, and swiftly turned to him, "I guess this pregnancy has been just so amazing. I've definitely haven't been by myself through this, and that has helped."
George winked at Derek, "Sounds like you haven't driven her too crazy, smart man. Glad you pulled back on your usual tendencies. So you're getting along by the looks of it?"
Derek took a swig of his drink, and laughed, "It will always be a little crazy between us, but I think we'll be okay."
Casey gave him a supportive smile, channeling that it was time, and she spoke softly, "Yeah. Actually there's something you should know. It's going to come as a huge surprise, but I think you should know who the father of my baby is. I kept it a secret because it wasn't the right time, but now there's no point dragging it on."
Nora raised an inquisitive eyebrow, "Oh?" She looked at Derek, "Do you want Derek to leave so we can talk?"
Casey shook her head, "No, he has to be here for this."
George and Nora looked at each other, they had an alert look on their face as if they were scared to hear what was next. "Go on," George said with anxiousness.
Casey moved closer to him, leaning into him as if she needed him for support. He was queasy, felt pale but Casey looked so self assured, it was hard not to admire her. "Derek has been there for me through out all this, I haven't been alone even though it might seem like I'm going to raise this baby on my own, but that's not true. I need you two to listen before speaking, alright?"
Nora's breathing became crazy, clearly they had figured it out, and George was bolting Derek with a look he couldn't identify. They managed a little nod.
Casey was so fricken strong, and all he wanted was to kiss her again, he laughed to himself. So much for following rules, he sucked at staying away from her. "Derek and I had a one night stand, we had sex" she said it so bluntly, Derek had to do a double take. She was blushing, but she looked at their parents steadily, without any anxiousness. "There's no delicate way to put it."
Nora stood up slowly, she was shaking, "What?"
George was as white as a sheet, staring at Derek, "Please tell me this is a crazy prank Derek, before I get a stroke."
Derek took a deep breath, "It's not a prank, we did sleep together. I'm the father," he said sheepishly, "We never planned for that to happen, but it did. I know it's a lot to take in, believe me, we were both freaked out by that night, and we said it would be just one night. But, then she ended up pregnant. I'm living with her because it's the right thing to do, and we are going to co-parent." And he moved closer to Casey, putting his arm around her. He smiled at her, and she returned a shy but emboldened smile, before looking back at them.
"Casey and I have become our own type of family now, she's having my baby, and I'm living with her now. I know it sounds crazy, but we have nothing to be ashamed of, we're a family now, apart from you. And we have never been happier to have screwed up our step sib status."
He was aware of Casey reaching for his hand, a sign of a united front. The silence hummed around them, it was the most uncomfortable moment of his life, staring at their parents as the truth shocked them, the truth that they had sex, completely blowing up their step sibling status in their face. There was no going back now, and like hell would he appear remorseful, but it was clear convincing them would take a miracle, but he didn't care to lie or act like he was ashamed, not for them, not for anyone in the world. Being with Casey was where he belonged.
Author's Note: Oh I loved playing with the fire a bit with this chapter, the perfect precursor for the next chapter which will be intense, due to the father reveal, you have be warned. Lol Derek tries so hard to resist her, but he's no match for Casey, and they are both losing control of their own rational when it comes to how passionate they are about each other. Thank you for following this story! I am legit blown away by the lovely words, and to all my silent readers out there, know I love you too! Please give your thoughts below, it's so appreciated. I have been writing so much, and it's all because of you guys!😊
PS, If you don't know already, I'm working on an AU Dasey story where Derek is Casey's boss, just for fun and because I thought it would be fun to try something different, please check it out, it's called Unattainable Passion. 3 Working on two completely different fics has been so much fun for me, so if you like my writing style, give it a try :) THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONTINUED SUPPORT.