Meredith leaned her head back against the seat of the car. They were driving in Derek's car to the bed and breakfast, and he definitely had a luxury car compared to her jeep. The seats were heated, and she swore she could just close her eyes and sleep the whole way there. Fortunately with Derek it was ok to have quiet periods, they didn't feel like they needed to fill up every minute with talk. She could feel him when he glanced at her, which was often, and she kept her eyes closed rather than return his gaze, the atmosphere in the car since they had gotten out of Seattle was electric. How Meredith was going to stay in a room, with one bed with Derek and not sleep with him was beginning to worry her. A Lot.

Watching him maneuver the car through the city streets and then onto the faster paced freeway turned her on, made her think of the way he could maneuver her body into heights of unbelievable, never before told ecstasy Stop it.. she demanded to herself.

"Hungry?" he broke into her thoughts. She turned to glance at him, he was grinning at her like he could read her mind, which probably he could with her luck.

"Yeah, Kind of, I think I am hungry." She replied.

"You think you are?" he teased her. His eyes sparkled at her.

"Yes, I'm hungry." She affirmed. She was starting to feel a little guilty for Finn. He really didn't have much of a chance compared to Derek. Just riding in the car with him was flustering her.

"You know.. I'm not sleeping with you this weekend. Just so you know." She said, realizing as she did that she was rambling and giving up information he hadn't asked, which made her sound defensive.

Derek looked at her, almost laughing, "Did I ask you to sleep with me?"

"Just so you know is all…. That I'm not going to. So Don't expect it. We can sleep in the same bed, and just… sleep. No sex." Meredith continued rambling wishing she could shut up.

Derek laughed that horribly annoying but sexy confident laugh that he had, the one that meant he knew better, Meredith rolled her eyes and played with a tress of her hair.

"I'm serious." She continued, fully pissed at herself for not dropping it.

"Of course you are, I know that. You and me, sleeping platonically in the same bed.. so totally happening. Definitely natural." He agreed with her mockingly.

Meredith punched him the arm lightly, "shut up." She said. She watched as he pulled off the highway at an exit, expertly navigating to a little café.

"You must have been here before, you know just where to go." She said.

"Mapquest. I studied to make sure I could get us here, and I even researched to find this on the way dining spot, that supposedly got 4 out of 5 stars."

"Ahhh. Interns don't have time to surf the net, or really go on vacation. Luckily Cristina traded shifts with me for this one." Meredith said.

Derek opened the door, got out and came around to let Meredith out. He guided her with his hand at the small of her back onto the café's porch and into the door. They were seated by a plump, friendly hostess, who after learning of their destination regaled them with tales of the romantic retreat her and her recently deceased husband had enjoyed there. Meredith silently strengthened her resolve to not have sex with Derek.

Over lunch, Derek and Meredith chatted lightly, enjoyed the fine food and flirted a lot. She cursed herself for deciding not to sleep with Derek yet, because frankly she was pretty worked up and having a hard time keeping her hands off of him. It would be such a better lunch if she knew she was just waiting to get to the room to rip their clothes off and have wild sex. Why didn't she ever think things like that about Finn?

After lunch, they climbed back in the car and set out again. Derek told her they had about two hours left of driving, and she dozed off complacently with Derek's hand resting on her jean clad thigh, and her head on his shoulder.