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"Okay so here's the diaper bag, and I put three bottles in there so you should be good for the night." Meredith said as she handed all these things to Derek. He juggled the bag and Mallory as he took note of her instructions.
"And if anything comes up and you can't handle it you have my cell and Izzie's." She pushed her newly done curls off of her shoulder as she made kissy faces at her daughter. Mallory cracked up clapping her tiny hands together happily.
"So girls night out?" Derek asked indicating her hairdo.
"Yeah, me, Izzie, and Cristina." She nodded feeling ridiculous in her Dartmouth t-shirt and sweat pants.
"You look great." He stated sincerely.
"Meredith get back here I haven't finished your make-up." Izzie shouted from up stairs.
"I should go." She said kissing Mallory on the forehead and making her way to Izzie. Derek let himself out upset that she wasn't getting ready for him and that she may never be.
The girls arrived at Joe's all decked out in cocktail dresses and way too much make-up.
"I feel like one of those child pageant participates." Izzie laughed as she sipped her wine.
"Yeah, do you think the red lipstick was a little too-"
"Addison," Cristina cut in. "Yes I do." Izzie hit her arm scolding Cristina.
"She does wear red lipstick a lot." Meredith said bringing her coke to her lips. Cristina and Izzie rolled their eyes. The goal of the evening was to get Meredith out of her post-partum depression and get her mind off of Derek. She had just returned to work and was keeping long hours barely having time to spend with her daughter. Being a mother was a new job for Mer and she was having a hard time adjusting.
"Whatever, a lot of pale chicks wear red." Cristina snorted.
"I'm pale." Meredith said into her cup.
"Oh god." Cristina sighed getting up from their table. She bumped into a good-looking man in his mid thirties who was making his way to their table. "Watch where you're going." She said nudging him out of the way.
"Is she always that up beat?" he asked them as she walked away. He had short blonde hair and warm brown eyes. He had to be about six feet and had a strong physic.
"You just caught her on one of her good days." Meredith laughed noticing how attractive he was.
"Hi I'm Mike." He said putting his hand out.
"I'm Meredith and she's…"
"Taken." Izzie said shaking his hand after Meredith.
"Or Izzie as we like to call her." Meredith rolled her eyes. "So do you come here often?" she asked as he took a seat.
"No not as often as I'd like seeing that there are a ton of gorgeous women here." Mike replied smoothly making Meredith blush.
"Wow, I can't believe that worked." She laughed shaking her head. The two continued to talk and flirt with Izzie leaving the table and convincing Cristina not to bother them.
"Another one night stand? That's not gonna help her get over McDreamy, for all we know he's McDreamy part 2." Cristina exclaimed. "God we have got to find a new place to pick up guys that isn't Joe's."
Meredith soon joined the two at the bar. "What?" she asked as they kept their laughter in.
"He was a perfect gentle man and really hot."
"What did he say when you told him about your little bundle of joy?" Cristina teased.
"Nothing." Izzie and Cristina gave her skeptical looks. "Because it didn't come up."
"Mer, that's something you make come up. He may not be okay with the fact that you already have a kid." Izzie pointed out. Meredith nodded and began to fish through her purse.
"What is it?" she asked Meredith.
"My phone. Hello?" she said flipping it open. "Derek? Derek? I can't hear you speak up. You know what I'll just come over." She said shutting the phone and grabbing her stuff.
"That was Derek something came up with Mallory I gotta go." She threw down a twenty and left the bar.
Meredith ran up to the trailer the best she could in her Jimmy Chou heels. She took out her keys and put her copy of Derek's into the door and opened it looking around frantically for Derek and Mallory.
"Derek?" she called out loud enough for him to hear but quiet enough that it wouldn't wake Mal, if she were sleeping.
"In here." He answered. Meredith followed his voice into his bedroom where he laid in bed with a sleeping Mallory on his chest. She would have told him how cute they looked if she wasn't so mad at him.
"What the hell? I practically got into three accidents trying to get here as fast as I could and I find you lying on your bed with my perfectly fine daughter!" she hissed gathering Mallory's things.
"No I had a legitimate reason for calling you. I ran out of breast milk, and since I don't make any and I can't carry your perfect breasts around with me I was wondering if you'd run some over. By the way you look fantastic in that little number." He was referring to the short red dress she was wearing that was barely holding her breasts in.
"Girls night out indeed." He said talking about her chest.
"Stop checking me out you dirty old man."
"Who's old?" Derek got up holding Mallory close to him. He walked into the kitchenette and placed her in the small playpen so he could talk with Meredith.
"Why did you call me?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.
"I wanted to see you." He said taking a step closer to her.
"Where's Addison?" she asked as she watched him tense visibly.
"At the hospital, why do you think I would ask you for Mallory tonight?" he said regretting it as soon as the words left his mouth.
"So your wife hates our daughter? Figures." Meredith sighed. Derek stared at her; he completely forgot how hot she could be when she dressed up. Right know with her lithe arms crossed over her body and her mouth in an unhappy pout it was safe to say he had never been so turned on in his life. He approached her slowly afraid she would run off if he made any sudden movements.
"Motherhood turns me on." Derek said softly as he brought his lips down to hers. Too surprised to reciprocate Meredith stood still until she brought her hands to his broad chest. She moaned as his hands massaged her bottom bunching the material of her dress up further. Meredith's arms snaked up to his neck as the kiss deepened. Her lips parted as he darted his skilled tongue into her mouth mimicking the thrusts he would do to her. She wiggled against his growing erection while he buried his hands into her curls.
"God Mer," he gasped as he realized she wasn't wearing any panties and stoked her throbbing clit. The thought of Meredith not wearing her unmentionables with another man in mind made Derek mad with jealousy. He flicked at her clit again and pressed his mouth down oh hers trying to make her forget about those 'other men' and focus on him.
"Not here." She whispered pulling away from him. She nodded in the direction of their sleeping daughter. Meredith, despite her better judgment, took his hand and led him to his bedroom.
As soon as they reached his bed Derek continued their frantic kisses. He pushed her breasts easily out of her dress squeezing them gentle remembering that they were sore. He bent his head down nipping at her nipples wetting them with his salvia. Meredith groaned playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. He picked her up and placed her down on his be pulling at his sleep bottoms freeing his erection. Looking into her eyes he inserted himself into her with one swift movement. Derek looked down at Meredith, her love was so apparent in her eyes he thought she would cry. He moved against her and watched her eyes close in pleasure as she bit on her lower lip to keep from moaning out loud. His movements sped up as she reached down between them to touch herself. Derek replaced her hand with his as she came quickly; he made his final thrust as he collapsed rolling her on top of him. They were both breathing hard as he brushed her hair out of her face.
Derek pulled himself out of her missing their contact and walked to the bathroom. Meredith sat on the bed, she looked down at herself with her breasts hanging out of her dress and the material all scrunched at her waist. She did it again. She was playing the role of dirty mistress, very well. Derek came back as she was making herself presentable and crying softly.
"Mer, what's wrong?" he asked taking her face in his hands and wiping at her tears.
"I've gotta go." She replied getting out of the bed.
"Meredith wait."
"What don't you just bring Mallory to the hospital tomorrow. I'll see you." She said quietly leaving the trailer. On her way to the car she looked over at the construction on his house. It was the makings of a large two story family house that would surely be beautiful. Her tears came harder knowing she wasn't going to be the one sharing it with him.