A/N : I told you. I need to be stopped. But hey, since no one is stopping me just yet, here's another one from me. lol
"French beans." Addison announced, picking up a packet of it and placing it down on the grocery basket. Derek grabbed her by the arm as she walked away, pulling her back. Puzzled, she turned to him with a frown. But without a word, he reached in and replaced the french beans with a packet of carrots.
"Carrots, Derek?" she asked. "You have something else in mind for dinner?"
He shrugged, pulling out a carrot and swung it in the air in front of her, then pick up a long french bean from the packet with another hand.
"See the difference?" he asked, but his wife continued to stare, putting a hand on her hip as she waited for an explanation.
"This," he said, waving the hand with the french bean. "Is long, but flimsy. Breaks easily."
"Uh-huh..?"
"And this," he continued, waving the hand with the carrot. "Is thick, not too long, strong, and doesn't break easily. Like mine." he grinned.
Addison raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes wandering down to the rows of vegetables and then to the grocery basket in her hands. She reached into the basket and pulled out a packet of juice.
"Juice box." Derek mused, receiving a nod from Addison. "But how is that related to the carrot?"
This time, she laughed, leaning forward to her husband with a grin, her voice dropped into a whisper as her lips closed in on his ear.
"You know what I was thinking?" she asked, her breathe brushing against his earlobe. Derek turned to her, encouraging her to continue.
"I'm thinking that you should tear open the juice box and put the carrot in." she said. At that, Derek grinned, sliding the basket off her hands and letting it drop to the floor with a clink, grabbing the attention of some grocery shoppers. Addison placed her hands gently down on her husband's chest, their eyes locked and their lips inched forward for a kiss.
"There's a place." he whispered into her hair, his hands sliding up the side of her body. "We can go." Addison nodded against his chest.
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Moments later, the Shepherds were tangled between the gap where the crates of fruits were. Surprisingly, no one has spotted them yet. Still laying on the ground, Derek pulled his pants up his legs while Addison worked on putting her blouse back on.
"So," he said. "Ready for grocery shopping? We still need food for dinner."
She looked up to him with a grin.
"We can always get takeaways. I think the carrot and the juicebox would like to bond more later on."