IM BACK! i didnt get enough time to see if this chapter hsa any mistakes, so i apologize for the typos!

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When he wakes up, the first thing he sees is her, eating grapes on her side of the bed, the sheets covering her breasts and her greenish eyes are looking at him. "Morning." She whispers, leaning to kiss his lips.

She had missed the physical contact with her husband, she had missed his arms around her, his lips all over her touching each inch of her sensitive skin. It felt good to be loved, to feel like there was a reconnecting process about to happen.

As for Derek? He missed her body too, every single part of her. He missed the way Addison would play with his curls and hum 'I love you's to his ear during their incomparable rhythm. It felt right and safe for both of them.

Derek cupped her jaw and allowed her lips to collide with his. She pulled away just when the kiss started to deepen, but he didn't complain. He just smiled at her and her perfect features.

"Morning." He echoed, grabbing her hand and kissing the back of it. "You're gorgeous." He says, looking into her beautiful eyes.

After what she told Derek last night he has thought about them, about how they used to be and how screwed up they are now. Somehow that made Derek realize that they are indeed not young anymore, but they still had each other and should learn how to deal with that.

"I thought about what you said last night." Addison says, getting comfortable in bed, feeding Derek a grape. "I miss us, I miss being able not to feel afraid of my thoughts, I miss being able to just scream my thoughts at you and I want to work on that." Addison says, pecking his lips and looking into his beautiful eyes, waiting for an answer from him.

After swallowing the grape, he spoke; "I miss us too, or that young version of ourselves."

"Maybe we could work on it." She proposes, "Do things we used to do, take free time once in a while, spend time together."

"I would love that." He says sweetly, caressing the back of her hand softly, kissing her fingers with affection.

"Maybe we could go out on a date, do what cheesy in love couples do." Addison says, smiling at his husband, running a hand through his dark curls, meanwhile he kept kissing her fingers, looking up to her with a hint of lust and love.

"You really want to get out of here, huh?" He teased.

Addison cocked her head to the side, exposing her neck for him to start to kiss, which he does. "Yeah." She let out, panting a little as his caresses turned her on more and more. "Derek…" She trailed off, as his hands took the plate with grapes and left it on her small nightstand, he kept on sucking on her sensitive skin, until their mouths were once again connected and his hands were on her hair. "We'll be late for work." Addison said, closing her eyes as his mouth sucked behind her earlobe.

He chuckled and looked at her in the eye, "We can get dressed in a minute, we've done that before. Besides, you're Richard's favorite." He said, moving a strand of hair away from her luminous face and kissing her lips passionately once again.

Either way, they surprisingly make it to work at time and there's no hickeys (not visible anyway), Addison catches up on the cases she missed yesterday and Derek works on his scheduled surgeries. Hospital gossip talks about the Shepherds getting closer now, after being spotted talking outside of the hospital last night, adding that this morning they walked holding each other's hand as they entered the hospital.

Derek makes a reservation at the Paramount Hotel restaurant and he also got the best room in the hotel for them. Addison doesn't know this yet, but Derek knows she's going to love it. They've been at the Archfield before, so that is mostly why he decided to look for this new place.

Derek gets out of his second surgery today, stunned by the shouting of his wife, he looked both sides and spotted her standing there, yelling at Alex Karev. The intern surely looked like he didn't give a fuck about what the redhead had to say.

Derek just stood there, barely listening or understanding a word his wife was saying to the intern. When Addison yelled a 'Go!'. Derek saw Karev leave. Addison took off her scrub cap and rested her back against the wall. Derek walked towards worried about what just made her so upset. "Addison, what was all that about?"

Addison looked up to him, surprised to see him here, she didn't even hear him get close. "Hey… Nothing, just… you know, classic insolent Karev." Addison said, letting out a heavy sigh. She's exhausted.

Derek looks concerned into her eyes, "Wanna talk about it?"

"No, I mean… yeah I do but now I can't." She says with a small grin forming on her lips.

"Over lunch, maybe?" He asked hopeful.

She nodded and smiled a little, "Yeah." Addison said, taking a step forward to peck him on the lips and walk away slowly, ready for the next surgeries of the day.

After all Addison does make it to lunch with him, but she's not hungry so she just plays with her food and tries to ignore the concerned looks coming from her husband. It's not like Karev put Addison's career in jeopardy or anything serious, she's just in a bad mood.

"Addie, what is it?" He asks after he swallows a bite of his green apple.

She looked up to him, "Huh? What did you say?"

"What happened? You're clearly upset." Derek said, taking another bite of his apple.

Addison tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and sighed heavily, "I'm fine."

"You aren't fine." Derek insisted, watching how she rolled her eyes at his statement.

Addison was stubborn for sure and was obviously going to deny she wasn't okay, even if she had the most upset expression, or glassy eyes, or rage emerging out of her ears… she was stubborn and had learnt to hide her emotions, and be ashamed of them.

Bizzy would get the credit for that work, no doubts.

"Fine, I'm not… fine." She said, looking away, "I'm… angry and I just wanna slam a door or scream, punch a wall… I'm upset." She says, shrugging, looking into her husband tender eyes.

Derek smiled a little, "You can always talk to me."

"Yeah, but I can't slam doors or punch a wall or…" She trailed off, remembering that she lives in a trailer with metal walls, and just two small doors that probably wouldn't do that much sound if she tried to slam them.

"You could always scream at me." He flirted, clearly referring to more than one kind of scream, which just reminded them both about last night's activities.

She rolled her eyes, "Shut up." Addison laughed a little, her lips curling into a small smile, showing some sort of joy and emotion besides sadness was all he needed and she needed. "That intern is just so… stubborn. So damn insolent and he thinks he knows stuff- I- I'm a damn double board certified neonatal surgeon."

"You damn are." Derek conceded, nodding slightly at his wife.

"If the baby could have made it in any other way I would have known, right? I mean this is my field and I'm good. God, I'm excellent." Addison says.

"You are. Don't let Karev let you down, he barely knows how to separate adult blood vessels." Derek said, smiling at her, seeing how her face started to glow up after letting go of the rage and upsetting thoughts. "Hey, I got us a room at the Paramount Hotel and a table at its restaurant, 8:00 sounds good?"

"Derek! You didn't have to." Addison said smiling at him, grabbing his hand and squeezing it gently, "8:00 sounds great."

"Good. And Addie, don't let that asshole let you down, you know you rock in the OR." Derek said kindly, squeezing her hand gently back.

She nods, "You're right. He's a puppy, I'm a dog."

Burke scoffed as he joined the table with his own tray, "Addison Shepherd using manly metaphors?"

"Hey, all metaphors are unisex." Addison pointed out, taking the first bite of her food.

"Ha, that's like saying the name 'Blake' is unisex. It's a man's name." Preston Burke said, grabbing his bottle of water and taking a sip from it.

Addison scoffed, "Are we really about to have this conversation?"

"Danger." Derek said to Preston.

"No, no, no. Let him speak. If I called my daughter Blake, would you judge me for it?" Addison asked, waiting for a response from the cardiothoracic surgeon.

Preston just looked at the redhead, "Should I answer?" Burke asked Derek, clearly a little scared of what Addison would attack him with next.

Derek shook his head, "I wouldn't if I were you." Derek said seriously but also playfully.

After lunch Addison found Derek on his office working on some paperwork, she needed to talk about yesterday and last night, clear her head from all these thoughts haunting her. He must have had questions too and she felt like they needed to have a talk.

She knocked on the door twice and watched his lips curl into a smile as he saw her standing there, both hands resting on her lab coat pockets. "Hey you." Derek said, surprised to see her here, knowing she also had some paperwork to work on herself. "What's up?"

"Can I interrupt your hard work and chit chat?" She said, closing the door behind her as she stepped inside of his office.

Derek's office was kind of too basic. A desk, some chairs, a printer and the typical stuff a office has. His Columbia certificate hanging on the wall, his laptop sitting on the desk, but there were no pictures, no personal touches, just the typical.

"You sure can." He said, happy to see her, not bothering to stand up from his desk, knowing she would come closer.

She chuckled and sat down on the chair in front of his desk, she took a deep breath and locked eyes with her husband. "This is not chit chat, am I right?"

She moved her head no, "No, it isn't. I wanna talk about last night."

"We already talked about last night." Derek said, reasonably.

"No, we didn't. We did talk last night but we didn't discuss anything afterwards." Addison said, folding her arms over her chest, looking directly at her husband.

His mischievous smile made an appearance, "By my point of view we did." Derek said, adding a wink to the sentence.

She felt her cheeks blushing but didn't let the memories from last night get in the way of what she wanted to say, "I'm talking about a civilized discussion where we are actually dressed and not screaming each other's names."

"You also screamed Jesus' name." He pointed out, mischievous smile still figuring on his features.

"Derek…" She sighed, hoping he would take this seriously for once in a lifetime.

"It's just a joke. You make me goofy." He said, letting out a chuckle.

"Just, I need to talk." Addison said, pouting a little.

"Okay let's talk then." He said, offering a hand for her to grab.

She grabbed his hand, "I feel guilty about not telling you I had been taking antidepressants, and I feel guilty of not telling you about the miscarriage. I should have… but when I came here and you and Meredith…"

"Addie, I understand." He nodded his head.

"Let me finish." She said, pulling her hand out of his and pointing her index finger at him, "I decided to shut up and just go with it. But that doesn't mean I'll keep making the same mistake… what I'm saying is that you can trust me and you can count on me." Addison said in a serious tone.

"Addison…" He knew she was being honest and that made him ache, she did things wrong but so did he, so this whole not-so-much-of-a-chit-chat was making him feel guilty for his own actions and words.

"I really want us to work things out finally and I couldn't just not tell you this." The redhead sighed, grabbing his hand again, "I want to hear your thoughts on my stuff and I want to be able to share my thoughts about your stuff. I want to be the center of your world and I want you to know you're the center of mine. Just… please don't lose faith on me after what you found out last night, now that you know all my secrets, I feel like I owe you an apology for not opening up to you entirely. I'm sorry."

"Addison, you are the center of my world." He said, tracing patterns on the back of her hand with his thumb. "What you told me last night didn't push me away from you, it brought me closer. I should be the one apologizing for not being there for you." He had already done that, but he didn't mind doing it again; "I love you and I won't lose faith on us, you're the love of my life."

"I thought I was Satan." Addison said with a sad smile.

"I was hurt and petty. I shouldn't have called you that." He said, squeezing her hand gently, "Just know I'm there, please."

She smiled a little at him, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being you." Addison squeezed his hand back and smiled sincerely at him.

They get there separately. It was a fancy place, so they had to wear some fancy clothes as expected. Addison showed up earlier and waited by the bar.

Derek appeared a couple of minutes later. It was 7:45, they still had time until their reservation. The place was crowded but he could only see her, his gorgeous wife wearing a black dress with a bow sleeve designed by Roksanda Lavette. Addison bit her lip as he saw her husband walking towards her and asked with a seductive tone, "I'm sorry is this seat taken?" Derek asked in a seductive tone she couldn't resist.

At first she didn't understand what was happening, of course it wasn't taken, but when he looked in the eyes she knew it. His husband was up to some roleplay.

"Oh um, well I was saving it for someone, but he's late, so go ahead." Addison replied, smiling seductively at Derek, watching him seat next to her.

"Thanks, and who's that."Derek said looking into Addison's blue greenish eyes.

He knew how to play this game with her perfectly. They have done it a thousand of times, or they used to, they used to be that kind of married couple that would go out on dates and do exciting things. There was always this little stranger-to-stranger conversation at a bar or restaurant, even the OR sometimes. Addison-and-Derek could convert into; Kelly-and-Paul, Blair-and-Carter, Ashley-and-Brad, and much more combinations of names.

Addison looked away and sighed, "My husband."

"Ah… Oh, well, he shouldn't keep you waiting, that's for sure." Derek says, smiling at her in that sweet way he always does, the 'McDreamy' way.

"Indeed!" Addison smiles charmly, "He's a bit of a prick like that. Always working."

"Hmm." He nods understanding, "Can I uh… buy you a drink? Maybe something a little harder than a vodka tonic?" Derek asked her, gesturing to her drink sitting on the bar.

"Yeah, okay… um, I'll take a…"

"Manhattan?" Derek said faster than she did.

"Bingo." She conceded, just what she was craving. The man beside her made a gesture towards the bartender for him to approach.

The bartender approached and Derek instructed; "Can I have a dirty martini with three olives and uh, a manhattan with bulleit."

"Thank you." Addison muttered as the bartender nodded and went to make their drinks.

"So what does he do? Your, uh, husband." Derek said, looking at her with a mysterious and seductive glance that could slay her.

"He's a surgeon." Addison says, setting a challenge for him. She was clearly teasing him, getting on his nerves, knowing it would grow him savage for her.

"Oh yikes! That must suck." Derek said, receiving a nod from his wife, "No offense but, those guys are just so...they're the worst, so by the book."

"He is."

"You seem too free spirited to be with a surgeon."

She bit her bottom lip, "Yeah, perhaps I am."

"Yeah.I think you need more of a visionary." He teased.

"Really?"

"Mhmm."

"Why do you think that?" The redhead asks curiously, looking into his blue eyes.

"Oh, I just know. Judging by your mischievous smirk and bright eyes."

"Ha, funny." She looked down but couldn't keep her glance away from his eyes, "And what is it you do?" Addison said, surrendering on ignoring his bright beautiful eyes.

"I'm a lawyer." He says.

"Ahh."

"You can tell by the shirt, huh?" He chuckled softly.

Addison tucked a strand of hair away from her face and smiled in that sexy way she knew Derek would not be able to deal with, "Yeah… I always wanted to meet a lawyer."

"Interesting. Now that you have, what does it feel like?"

"It's good."

The bartender comes back with their drinks. Addison takes a sip of her manhattan as Derek drinks his martini. He has never been a martini guy and that's for sure, but he didn't dislike the drink.

They said 'cheers' mutually and sipped their drinks, not missing a moment from each other's bright eyes. He was hungry for food and her, but it was clearly obvious that their dinner reservation wasn't going to be accomplished.

"So nice to meet you." The black haired man said, kindly. Clearly making her horny judging by her expression.

"Oh you too." She said flirty, "What about you? Married?"

"No, no. I sadly never found the right woman." He said, running a hand through his curls.

Addison scoffed, "And you believe in that kind of thing?"

"To be honest, I don't know… I used to."

"Well I'm sure you have plenty of hot, elastic, beautiful young women throwing themselves at you. You're a handsome, sexy lawyer."

"You think I'm handsome?" His cocky grin made an appearance as he asked that.

"Maybe… I also said sexy, you could have asked about that too." Addison chuckled.

Derek thinks about this flirting situation for a minute, they're practically repeating each other's mistakes at each other, flirting with 'someone else', 'cheating'... but somehow they both take it as a hot joke and don't even bother to reminisce about their mistakes. What they could reminisce about is about the first years of their marriage and the dangerous behavior they had. Always ripping each other's clothes, surprising each other with things they could barely contain themselves. They always liked a good challenge.

"Well, yeah I might be all of that, but… I'm afraid the woman that I want is taken." He said.

"Doesn't that make it more fun?" Addison challenged.

There was something about her tone that turned him on in a whole different level, that kind of level he hadn't experienced in almost seven years.

"Only if you're willing to break the rules."

"Or the vows…" Addison says, seductively she grabbed his hand slowly and settled it on her own knee, moving it slightly upright her thigh, inhaling sharply as she felt his warm fingers on her.

"And um… will your husband know?" He said as he breathed deeply, looking down at the small exposure of her milky skin.

"He's too busy to notice. But, you know, I'm always trying to control myself. Sort of." Addison said, taking his hand off of her slowly, leaving him with desire.

"So, do you work?" He asked a few seconds after he composed himself from what she just did to him physically and physiologically.

"Oh yeah." Addison said, taking a sip of her drink, licking her lips after it.

"Really, what do you do?"

"I'm… I'm an architect."

"Oh wow, hawt."

"Yeah, not a famous one or anything… I should be because there's no much females on 'the building' business," The redhead said, clearly using her imagination.

He bit his lip and stared directly at her fingers playing with her necklace, "That's cool."

"I mostly built motels and bathrooms."

"That's just so… bizarre." He chuckles, making her laugh along.

She catches her breath after having a good laugh, "Yeah sure."

"That's really… really fucking hot."

"You think? You know everytime I come here they give me a really good room, spacious, big bed… In case you wanted to go… upstairs… talk."

"Uh, well…Can I get the check?" Derek said to the bartender as he walked closely by. The young man nodded and gave it to him.

"Oh I never did ask you your name." Derek said, knowing this would be one of the most exciting parts of their evening. One of the one hundred there were about to come.

"Pamela." She said, standing up from her seat.

"Ah, Pamela." He said, standing up with that cocky grin on his lips.

"I never asked yours either." Addison says drinking the rest of her drink quickly.

"Sebastian." He said, leaving money on the bar counter for the bartender to receive.

Addison pulls away from his lips and tries to catch her breath, "I love you." She said, trying to calm her panting. She ran a hand through his jawline, feeling his sweaty skin under her palm.

He reached to touch her cheek, caressing it with his thumb, smiling at her eyes and the powerful meaning of those three words, "I love you too." He murmured.

They were sitting in front of each other in the middle of the messy bed, the sheets were everywhere, so were the pillows and their clothes. Their sweaty bodies still in the mood for some more romance. She sat up a little more, and reached to touch both of his shoulders, rubbing them and adding pressure.

Derek let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. As Addison kept massaging him and looking into his deep blue eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle at how cute she looked like, "Turn around." Addison requested.

Derek did as told and turned around. She started to massage the back of his neck and shoulders again, making him moan in pleasure as her magical fingers kept working on his muscles. Addison leaned over and rested her chin on his shoulder, starting to massage his biceps. "I had a sexual fantasy the other night…" she whispered to his ear.

He smiled as her seductive words washed over him, "You did?"

"Yeah." She whispered against his ear again, bringing her hands from down his armpits to embrace him from behind, "I've always wanted to have sex with a british man."

"Really?" He asked a little surprised.

She chuckled, "The accent is so sexy." Addison said, kissing the side of his neck, slowly.

"You are so sexy," Derek said turning his head enough for him to capture her lips.

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