Derek's eyes studied Meredith's as she took a sip of her drink and set her glass down on the bar. She chewed on her bottom lip, a bad habit she needed to be rid of. An ache was starting to grow, and she could be upfront about it, be forward with him. But she was also aware the bartender was watching, and if she looked easy, he'd get more persistent and then she'd have to find a new bar. Maybe she should anyway.
"We should go sit somewhere more private?" His head cocked to the side.
He must have also realised they were being watched.
"That would be a good idea," she nodded. Meredith picked up her drink again as she scanned the room and spotted a table in the back. "Over there."
Meredith walked ahead of him, feeling his eyes on her back. He came up closer behind her and touched a hand to her lower back. His lips hovered by her ear.
"We could go somewhere even more private. I say we cut the crap, and I take you back to my apartment, and we get to know each other," Derek suggested, and bravely lowered his and to her bare thigh. "Get to know each other a lot better."
"Do you have a car?" She turned to face him, her voice almost a purr. Her fingers tugged at the lapel of his jacket. "I hope you haven't had too much to drink."
"I can drive us," he nodded. His fingers became firmer at her thigh, urging her closer to him. His hand drifted upward again, brushing over her ass to place against the small of her back.
Meredith smirked at his touch and walked with him outside. Only once they were out of view, he turned her against the wall, and in an instant his lips were on hers in a hungry kiss. She moaned at the pressure of his body on hers, sandwiching her between himself and the cool brick wall. His hands shamelessly roamed her body, over her waist, her ribs, her breasts.
She tangled her fingers into his hair when their lips parted, tongues thrashing together in the middle of breathless kisses. Her whole body burned, and she wanted nothing more than for their infernal clothes to be rid of. But she had more class than to get fucked behind a bar. Even if he made her forget her own name.
"Take me to your car before you make me do something I'll regret," she groaned, tilting her head back on the wall and catching her breath.
"I won't let you regret a single moment," he growled, lips ravaging against her neck.