A/N : She said she was bored, so she came up with something pretty for us to read. Squee! This is by Kendel (kendel17) Oh, this is like a sequel to the previous one she had written.

Derek jumped out of the car, a bounce in his step. His surgery had gone well, really well. He had been on this natural high all day. And now he was home prepared to grovel at the feet of his wife who was probably still slightly miffed over being ignored all the previous day. She wasn't mad, he was sure of that. He hadn't heard her protesting when he had woken her up during the night, alot of things had come out of her mouth but definatly no complaints. And her waking him up that morning had resulted in him missing breakfast and almost being late for work. She had the day off, and had laughed from the comfort of their bed as he tripped over things as he got ready. But now he was home and he had alot to make up for.

Derek rounded the corner of the trailer and saw his wife sprawled out in the sun, reading. And she wasn't alone.

"Izzie," Derek greeted as he approached them.

"Hey, Dr. Shepherd," Izzie replied, squinting at him dispite her sunglasses, "How was your surgery?"

"Great. Everything went perfectly," Derek glanced down at Addison who still hadn't acknowledged him, "What are you girls doing?"

Addison rolled lazily onto her side, "Izzie was going over her hours and I had the day off so I invited her over, I was lonely," she raised her eyebrow, and he suddenly got the point. He had made her wait and suffer all day yesterday. Now it was payback.

He looked down at her, short khaki shorts, simple white camisole, no shoes and her hair down and windblown. It was impossible for her to not look sexy.

"Well I'll change and join you," he told them, heading for the trailer.

"Hun," she called after him, "Can you bring us some ice water."

When he returned 10 mins later, he carried 2 glasses of water, handing one to Izzie he settled himself beside his wife. Now that he was closer he noticed that she smelled like coconut, probably from her sunscreen.Everything about her was intoxicating, and there was nothing he could do about it because of the intern sitting 3 feet away. He was certain that she had arranged all this to drive him crazy.

"Here, I'm done with this if you want to read it," she handed him a magazine and opened a book.

Derek turned to the page he had just watched her dogear; 60 Sex Skills: Guys Reveal the Most Mind-Blowing Bedroom Moves Women Have Ever Tried. His wife was a cruel cruel woman.

A few hours later the sun was starting to fade and the wind was starting to pick up. Izzie glanced at her things, "I should get back, Meredith will be home soon and I don't need her trying to cook."

Derek laughed uncomfortably, suddenly remembering that Izzie was probably slightly uncomfortable seeing him and Addison together. He glanced at Addison who was fast asleep beside him, lulled by Derek's hand gently rubbing her back. Rubbing her back because thats all he could do in present company. Rubbing herback even though he couldn't wait for Izzie to leave so he could have his way with his wife.

"We all get why you went back," Izzie said suddenly, "Most of the time you seem almost happy together."

Derek laughed, "Most of the time we are."

"Good," Izzie grinned, "You better wake her up before she burns."

Derek grinned. He picked up her water glass, although the ice had melted the glass itself was still cold. He slowly and delibrately pressed it firmly to the warm skin on her back.

She gasped and instinctively rolled away. "Oh you jerk." she seethed, not really mad, "You are going to pay for that."

Izzie grabbed the rest of her stuff, "I'm leaving before I get stuck stitching someone back up."

"I hate you," Addison announced entering the efter walking Izzie to her car.

Derek stoped her before she could say anything else. Before she had stepped more then 2 feet into the trailer Dereks mouth was on hers and his hands were already working to undo her shorts. Derek couldn't get enough of her, her skin was warm from laying in the sun and her hair was hot to the touch.

"I wanted you SO bad, all afternoon," he murmured, trying to direct them towards the bedroom but hitting the kichen counter instead, Addison struggling with the button on his pants that would just not come undone.

"Now you know how it feels," she replied. Having rid each other of the majority of their clothes Derek grabbed her and lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist,"Really, I should make you beg."