A/N : Looks like I'm not the only one on a spree here people! Another one by Kendel (Kendel17)
Derek was exhausted, he had been forced to spend the night in the hospital monitoring a patient who in the end hadn't made it.
"Hey hun," his wife greeted him as she walked up and handed him a large coffee, "How was you night?"
Derek sighed heavily and leaned in to kiss her cheek, changing his mind at the last minute and brushing his lips lightly over hers.
Addison looked at him in surprise. She tilted her head to took at him, "He didn't make it did he?" she asked as she ran her hand comfortingly over his arm.
He leaned closer, unconcously closing the small amount of space between them.
"Hey," she murmured as she wrapped her arms around him, "It's not your fault."
Derek wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, tangling the other in her hair.
They were oblivious to the stares of the staff, no one had ever seen them share such an intimate moment.
Eventually Addison pulled away, "Come on," she said, holding out her hand.
Derek smiled his first smile of the day as he took her hand in his. As they walked Derek rearranged their fingers so they laced together and brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
Addison paused momentarily at the nurses station to give them some instructions and ask some questions. Derek stood close at her side, leaning slightly against the counter, their hips touching as he re-memorizing her profile. She squeezed his fingers lightly, and he pulled her imperseptably closer.
"Dr. Shepherd?" Bailey stood on the other side of the counter, "I need your signature on this.
Derek nodded, reluctantly releasing Addison's hand so he could turn more fully towards the Nazi. To his surprise, Addison moved insync him, resting her hand lightly on the side of his waist just above his belt, and even moving a little closer, if that was possible.
Derek smiled and reached out, under her jacket, to place his hand on her lower back, Then he turned his attention to the papers in front of him.
Bailey watched them curiously. She had noticed that they always stood really close to each when they talked, wether they where fighting or getting along, and they unconciously often turned their bodies towards each other whenever they were in close proximity. They always knew when the other was around and they were always watching each other. But they hardly ever touched, not this much, not in front of this many people.
Addison watched as Derek spoke to Bailey, she curled her fingers against his shirt and he turned to look at her, "I'm not going far," she said vaguely, leaning up to kiss his cheek. He nodded and dropped his hand slowly from her waist.
Derek entered the locker room just as Addison was placing the last of her things inside her locker. He went immediately to his locker, next to hers, and flung it open. Addison didn't even flinch as it made a loud bang. Derek kicked off his shoes, but that was all the energy he had. "There was no reason why he shouldn't have made it through the night."
Addison placed a hand on his shoulder turning him towards her and wrapping her arms around him. He hugged her back as tightly as he could. He started to relax as he felt her finger wandering over his back trying to sooth his tense muscles. He released his hold on her and rested his forehead against hers.
The room was completely silent. Addison trailed her fingers over his jaw and delicately down his neck and across his chest. Reaching down she pulled his scrub top over his head. Returning to their prior position, foreheads touching, Addison continued to trace her hands over his chest and across his back.
Derek moved his hands from her hips to undo the belt of her dress.
"Wait," she whispered urging his hands away.
Derek obeyed, moving his hands to rest back on her hips.
Addison trailed her hands down his chest, feeling his muscles relaxing and tensing again. Reaching his waistband she slowly pulled the drawstring and pushed them off his hips.
Addison then slowly and delibirately un-did her belt and unbuttoned the long line of buttons that lined her front.
The only sound in the room has that of their heavy breathing.
Only then did she let him kiss her. And there was no turning back.