Author's Note: As always, thanks for the reviews! You know I appreciate them :-) Thanks for pointing out the Smerek/Smarti error, too! I don't know why my fingers always add in the "h." Maybe it's because I'm a blonde ;-) lol. Here's a short chapter for now...maybe I'll update again later. We'll see ;-) Now, on with the story!
I felt his eyes on me. I knew it was Derek. I didn't even have to turn around.
He walked up behind me. "What are you doing out here?"
I didn't look at him. "Thinking."
"About…?" he waited for me to continue.
"Things," I answered simply. I drew my eyes away from the dark waves crashing softly in the night and looked over at him. His hair was messy and cheeks were slightly pink with sleep. He looked like such a little boy there that I almost smiled.
"Things doesn't tell me anything," he said.
I sighed, digging my toes in the cool sand. "I don't know. I just…I couldn't sleep. So I came out here."
He nodded, to my surprise, as if that answer was sufficient for him. He sat down in the sand, and I followed suit.
"How's things with Sam?" I heard him say, a slight edge on his voice.
Sam, my boyfriend. Sam, his best-friend. "I don't know," I said honestly. I did like Sam a lot. We had fun together. Something just wasn't clicking, though. I don't know what it was. It's like…the chemistry just isn't there. I looked over at Derek. He gave me an accusing look.
"What?" I asked. "It's not like you have a girlfriend," I said defensively.
He laughed, an amused look on his face. "Case, I can have any girl I want."
"Oh really?" I rolled my eyes. He just thinks he's Joe Stud.
"Really," he said indignantly.
"I doubt that," I said, giving him a challenging look.
"Is that so?" He moved closer to me.
"Yes," I didn't waver. I stared at him through my thick eyelashes.
"So, who do you want?"
He gave me a determined look. "You," he growled before crushing his lips against my own.