AN: Aww, I'm updating for all my fabulous reviewers/readers!! I can hear you saying yay! I love all my reviews. You guys are so nice. Aquí está el capítulo tres! (That means 'Here's Chapter Three!')
Disclaimer: No soy el propietario de Vida con Derek (I do not own Life with Derek), and I also don't own the Vegas show 'American Superstars', and I still don't own Coyote Ugly.
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Derek really didn't mind kissing Casey. He liked the taste of her cherry-flavored chapstick. However, it was pretty uncomfortable when she kissed him in front of their friends, especially in front of his two ex-girlfriends.
"Hehe…I think we need a better plan other than kissing each other when we see mom and George. Why don't we think of a different one…behind those slot machines!" Casey fake smiled, grabbing Derek's arm and dragging him over to the same slot machines they were at the day before.
"Why did you kiss me out in the open? I mean, when I kissed you here, it was fine, nobody could see us, but out there in the lobby? There are girls out there, Casey!" Derek complained. "Plus, we were in front of Sally and Sam! You're lucky you're not going out with Max anymore."
Casey looked at him, shocked. "Excuse me? What else were we supposed to do, huh? Hide behind our friends that our parents would obviously recognize?"
Derek rolled his eyes, leaning forward. "What do we do if we see them in an elevator, or the hallway, huh? Start having sex?"
"Der-ek!" Casey whisper-yelled, making sure that George and Nora weren't anywhere near.
"Well, hey, Space Case, if you're willing enough to do it we can…" Derek winked, sliding his hand down from Casey's shoulder down to her hand, sending chills down her spine. Casey looked up, getting lost in Derek's gaze. She rolled her eyes. I will not fall for Derek's mind games! She said in her head.
"Just, quit it already!" Casey grunted getting up, but Derek just got up with her.
"Quit what?" he said, blocking her way, smirking once again. Casey glared, but sighed.
"Quit making me fall for you…" she muttered to herself, looking down.
"Excuse me?" he asked, still smirking. She looked up, still glaring.
"Quit playing games, Venturi boy." She whispered into his ear, leaning on his arm. The feeling of her breath making Derek shudder. Casey smiled, satisfied with herself, walking away. "C'mon, D, we've got a show to watch." Derek followed her, stunned, but kept with the rest of the group to watch American Superstars.
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Casey, Kendra, and Sally all 'wooed' at the Michael Jackson impersonator, who was on their table, leaning down towards Casey. She giggled.
"Billie Jean, is not my lover, she's just a girl, who claims that I am the one…" he sang, holding his hand out towards Casey, who took it and climbed on top of the table with him.
Derek glared, the whole place was dark, but Sam could see the look on his face while watching Casey dance with 'Michael'. Fortunately, when the Britney Spears impersonator came out, it was Casey who glared. Derek had been pulled up the stage by her and she started teasing him, in a flirty, make-Casey-jealous kind of way.
Sally looked at Sam. "What's with them?" she mouthed while another impersonator performed. Sam shrugged, noticing Casey was still steamed about the whole 'Britney' thing.
When they all came out to get pictures with all the impersonators, Casey noticed 'Britney' writing something down with pen on Derek's hand. Casey's hands formed fists, but she kept her cool. She checked the time. 11:27. Way to early to be awake in Vegas, of course.
"Hey, I feel like hitting a bar, want to go back to Coyote Ugly? I never really got a chance to get drunk tonight," Casey asked, her acting skills were definitely getting better, because everyone was dancing in the saloon, getting pretty drunk, Casey being the drunkest.
Casey, never knowing how to control herself being in a drunken state, got up on the bar with the other bartenders to dance with them. "Woo!" Casey screamed as loud as she could as the female bartenders spilled a bucket of cold water on her as she was dancing.
"You're really good! We could use you here." One of the bartenders complemented as they spun her on the bar, dancing to Jessica Simpson's 'Public Affair'.
"Sorry, girls, but I don't live here," she giggled, starting to sing along to the song. Derek, enjoying the show, shook his head. His eyes were glued to Casey. Damn…I never thought Casey looked so…hot…actually, make that sexy… he thought. He closed his eyes, trying to get that thought out, but he couldn't help it. It had only been a few days with her, and his feelings were already trying to spill out of him.
"Hey, Case. Check out that hot guy over there sitting on that bar stool. I think he likes you," a blonde bartender, dancing with her purred, tilting her head at Derek.
"Really?" Casey smiled, checking to see who it was. "Der-ek…" she said, rolling her r's. She winked at the other girls before getting off the bar and took the stool next to him.
"Hey, D." Casey greeted, scooting closer to him.
"Hey, Case…" Derek replied, confused. "What do you want?"
"Oh, nothing. I don't know if you noticed, but you look really, really hot right now." Casey whispered into his ear, leaning on him like she had at the vending machines. Derek felt chills go down his spine when he felt her breath on him again. Derek, being the most girl-experienced guy anybody knows, put his arm around Casey's waist, pulling her closer.
"Well, you didn't look so bad yourself dancing on that bar," he whispered back to her.
"Okay, seriously. What do you think is with them? They've been getting so up close and personal with each other today," Sally asked Sam, who she had been dancing with for a while.
"I seriously don't know. Why do you care anyways?" Sam asked, as you could have told from his and Casey's relationship, he has no idea how to communicate with girls.
"I…don't know. It's just that, when Derek and I were together, he was never like that with me." Sally sighed. "I guess to him I was just another one of his blonde-bimbo girlfriends."
"That's not true, Sal. You're a great girl. You're smart, funny, hot-" Sam stopped at the sudden slip of the tongue. Sally smiled at him.
"Do you really mean that, Sam?" she asked, looking up at him. Sam smiled back, nodding. "Thanks." She added, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Heey…take a look at Sam and Sally." Ralph said, giving a thumbs up to Sam while Sally wasn't looking.
"Yeah…" Kendra said, smiling. "And look at Derek and Casey." She smiled. Then something hit her. "Why can't we be more like them?" she asked, feeling a little offended that everyone was falling in love but her.
"Uhh…because you're not a relationship girl?" Ralph guessed, causing Kendra to slap him.
"Casey…" Derek said, getting a little nervous. And Derek Venturi is never nervous. Casey was drinking a lot more than that night at the karaoke bar.
"Yes, baby?" she asked, groggily.
"C'mon, we're taking you home." He said, grabbing hold of her arm, getting up to leave. Casey wouldn't budge.
"Case, c'mon!" he said, but Casey still didn't get up. He groaned, picking her up and carrying her. He waved at everyone else to say he was going back to the hotel.
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Casey hiccupped as Derek set her down on their bed. She was a lot drunker then before. Derek would usually take advantage of this when this happened to girls, but this was Casey, and he cared too much about her, even though he hated to admit it. The upside for him, though, was that he had to change her into her pajamas. Her pajamas which Derek 'just so happened' to have picked himself for her from her luggage. He had no idea why Casey even had lingerie packed in there, but it certainly gave him an upside to sleeping with her. I mean, sleeping in the bed with her. I mean just sleeping in a hotel bedroom, not doing anything but sleep! Yeah, that's what I mean…
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AN: lol sorry, I updated a little later than usual. My mom woke me up early this morning and dragged me to her work. I should be going to school, but the stupid district didn't give us the transfer until the day I was supposed to start school. Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. It was random. But I liked the Dasey in it.