August 14th, 2002

School had started up again. Sara was very very excited to be back but yet she wasn't. She wanted to spend her time with Derek.

She was happy to get back into dancing. It was a big year. The best in the class would play Clara in the Nutcracker this Christmas and Sara was determined to get the part.

Sara sat upon the floor as she stretched out. She touched the tips of her toes with her fingers. Her muscles moved with her. Patrick McDonally watched her with a smile on his face.

"You're really good, Sara." He said. Sara smiled at him.

"Thanks, Pat. you're pretty good yourself." She said.

"I'm okay." He said extending his hand, "Care for some coffee?" Sara nodded.

"Yeah, that would be great. I'm so tired." She took Patrick's hand and pulled her up.

"You've been working all day. I've been watching you." He said.

"You've been watching me?" Sara asked him confused. Patrick nodded.

"Of course. When I see the next prima ballerina, I watch." he said, "So, the coffee. come on." Sara smiled as she threw her sweat suit on. It was very strange thinking Patrick watching her, but she had to admit it. It made her smile thinking that someone thought she was good enough to watch.
"So how long have you been dancing, Patrick?" Sara asked as they walked out side.

"Twenty years." Patrick said.

"About sixteen for me." Sara said.

"Well, you're younger than me so It works out to the same." he winked. Sara chuckled as she walked with him into the cafe.

"I guess so." She said finding a seat. A waitress walked over to the table. "Just a cup of coffee for me." Patrick nodded.

"I will take the same." he said. the waitress nodded. "So tell me, Miss Johnson, are you involved with any one?"

"Lord, Patrick." She blushed deeply with a chuckled, "Is that why you brought me out here?" Patrick nodded.

"I wanted to tell you that you were gorgeous and...Maybe we can do something sometime." Sara sighed and looked away.

"Patrick, I can't. I have a serious boy friend whom I love very much." She said.

"I know that, Sara." Patrick said with embarrassment, "Maybe I was kidding myself. Someone like you would never want to be with a person like me." He got up and put some money on the table.

"Patrick, where are you going?" Sara looked alarmed.

"Away. I'll see you tomorrow." he said hurrying out of the cafe.

"Damn it." Sara put her face in her hand. She hoped she didn't screw up anything with Patrick. He was such a sweet guy. She would hate herself if she found out she had hurt him terribly, but she just wasn't interested. She had a terrific boyfriend.

August 28th, 2002

Derek ran the sponge over his body. He had a day off from school and he needed it. he was so sick of medicine right now. The water ran down his body. It would cause any young woman a loud moan if they saw Derek in the shower.

"Derek?" Sara walked into the bathroom.

"Yeah?" He said.

"You should come out here." She said. Derek grunted.

"Why?" Derek asked.

"Because I have a surprise for you." Sara said leaving the room. Derek chuckled. A surprise? What was Sara up to? He wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom. There were candles everywhere.

"Sara?" He smiled.

"Over here lover." He turned and saw Sara standing in the doorway. She was wearing a red silky nighty. Derek groaned.

"Wow...You look...wow." He said. Sara grinned walking over towards him. he looked at the stockings on her legs. he groaned again. "Wow."

"Can you say something else?" She asked. Sara wrapped her arms around his neck.

"No." Derek whispered. She giggled softly as she pressed her body tight against him. Derek shuddered. She was doing wonderful things to his body.

"I can see that you're getting a little excited." Sara said.

"Yes...very excited." Derek said pulling Sara down to the couch.

"This was where we first made love." She said. Derek chuckled.

"I remember." he said running his hand down her soft arm.

"Do you want to make love to me?" Sara said. Derek nodded.

"More than anything." He said leaning down to finally kiss her. Sara pressed her lips to his roughly. She needed him badly. It had been a full forty-eight hours since they had made love. His hands began to roam around her body.

"Yes." She whispered, closing her eyes.

"Yes." Derek repeated. He needed her now. Derek pulled away. "Let's take this to the floor. It's more comfortable for me."

"More access to all my goods?" Sara giggled. Derek nodded.

"Oh yes." He said. Sara sat up and got onto the floor. Derek smiled as he looked her over. She batted her eye lashes.

"What are you looking at?" Sara smiled softly.

"The goddess in front of me." Derek got down onto the floor. he touched her firm belly and she shivered, "Are you cold?"

"No. I'm excited." Sara smiled.

"Thank you for all of this. It made my day." Derek said. Sara chuckled.

"You're day is about to get a whole lot better, Baby." She said.

"I think I like the sound of that." Derek lowered his lips to her collar bone. Sara sighed with happiness and nodded.

"Yes. I love this too." She whispered as the front door opened up.

"I got a few things at the grocery store I thought we needed." Chenille said.
"Chenille!!" Derek cried. Chenille's eyes widened.

"Oh god!" She turned her back. "I am so sorry!!" Sara scrambled up and grabbed a blanket.

"God! Don't you knock??" Derek growled, pulling his boxers on.

"I'm sorry, guys." Chenille said. Derek and Sara ran to the bedroom and slammed the door.

"Well, the mood has been killed." Sara said. Derek nodded.

"Yes." He growled, "Tomorrow she is looking for an apartment. She is ready to move out." Sara nodded. She loved Chenille dearly, but she needed space. She needed to be alone with Derek.

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