A/N : This is from one of the new AdDek members from The Incision--Lisa (McMarried9). We're known as the squee squad now... I think.LOL.
Derek pulled his New York Knicks ball cap further down over his eyes as he lounged in the chair located outside the women's dressing room of the 5th department store Addison had dragged him to that morning. It was Sunday. He could be playing ball with Doc, fishing or even sleeping, anything other than waiting for Addison to try on 9 million different pieces of clothing for their trip.
"What do you think?" Addison came out wearing a black bikini that managed to make her look taller and thinner than she was naturally.
He nudged the cap away from his eyes and observed his twirling wife, "I'd like to take it off of you."
Addison rolled her eyes and leaned over and placed a kiss on his nose, "You've said that about everything I've tried on."
"That's the best swim suit you've tried on, Addie," Derek gave her his honest, albeit lackluster opinion.
"Okay, now was that so tough?" She wondered as she walked to observe herself in the mirror.
"Do I really have to be here, Addie? I'm bored," Derek whined.
He sighed when she didn't answer and sank lower in the chair. His eyes drifted closed as he waited for her to return.
"Hey Derek," Addison's voice reached his ears several minutes later.
"What?" Derek mumbled, not emerging from behind his ball cap.
"Come here."
"You come out here, Addison. I'm comfortable."
"Come here."
Derek mumbled several obscenities under his breath as he moved slowly from the chair.
Addison could be so annoying. Addison had dragged him across the greater Seattle area today looking for clothes, and now she expected him to come into the dressing room. Derek nudged the door that was already cracked open with his toe.
"What's up?" He wondered, still not seeing his wife.
"Come in here. There's something I want to show you."
Derek's jaw hit the floor when he stepped fully into the small room and saw his wife leaning casually against the wall wearing absolutely nothing.
Without even thinking he kicked the door shut and gaped at her, "What-What are you doing?"
Addison shrugged coyly, making no moves.
Once the shock had worn off, Derek literally attacked her. He took her lips in a hard kiss, knocking his Knicks cap to the floor.
With Addison's legs wrapped around his body, Derek used the wall for support and they performed a delicate balancing act.
Thirty minutes later Derek pulled his Knicks cap over his eyes as he sank into the armchair outside of the dressing room of the 5th department store Addison had dragged him to that morning. Only this time it wasn't because he was bored. He was… exhausted.