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And now presenting chapter 11!
Derek got home and immediately headed to his liquor cabinet. A shot would surely sooth his irritation. He couldn't believe the audacity of Eileen. She knew the only thing that would make Ivy happy would be Karen out of the picture. Derek knew he should've taken the motion picture deal with Lions Gate. He would have worked for three months, earned triple the amount of money and had considerably less drama in his life. Instead he told his old pal Eileen he would be glad to help her out. Besides he was the only director in town that would work with her instead of Jerry. And this was how she chose to repay, by flaunting his mis-happenings with Ivy.
After two shots Derek figured he would lie down for a while. He didn't want to think about all of the Drama he would have to deal with tomorrow. For a Friday night, things were pretty eventless.
After a two hour nap Derek woke up and felt like he hadn't eaten in days. That is when he remembered that Karen was coming over. How could he forget in all the madness that occurred that his day was ending with Karen? That was the best part about his day…the kiss….the flirtation and now the dinner. He had less than an hour to prepare. How could he come up with something spectacular, and he no time? This is not how he imagined his first date going with Karen. Was this a date? He thought to himself. It must have been. Karen invited herself over for dinner after she kissed him. There was no turning back now. This was the start of something new.
Derek phoned down to his doorman and asked him to give Karen the spare key to his place. He laid out a bottle of wine and scheduled a car to pick them up at 7:30. Derek went to his room for a long shower. He wanted to look, smell and feel good for Karen. He showered and liberally sprayed his body with Dolce and Gabbana The One. Smell good, check! Then he dressed himself in Giorgio Armani head to toe. He wore a spring green button up shirt that showed off his chest hair just a touch. The green shirt brought out the emerald slivers in his glass green eyes. He wore a steel gray suit over the shirt that really made him pop. It was a big difference from the black clothes her wore all the time. Look good, check! Then he reached in to armoire and pulled out the only piece of jewelry he owned. A 1963 Gold Rolex with an emerald dial and gold links that his grandfather gave him. Feel good, check!
"Derek?" Karen called softly as she walked in to his condo.
"I'll be right down." He called from the bathroom. He felt his heart rate begin to accelerate. This was really taking place. Some how he managed to get Karen back into his place. He couldn't blow it this time.
Derek walked down the stairs and was almost shocked. Karen was wearing an off the shoulder multi-tone green and grey wrap dress. She couldn't have matched him better if she was standing next to him with the exact same suit on. Derek was surprised and a bit baffled. She was stunning, as always. Her hair was loosely curled and framed her face
"You look amazing darling." He smiled.
"You don't look too bad yourself Mr. Wills" She said in a playful tone.
"You think so? Glass of wine?" He asked walking into the kitchen.
"Don't mind if I do." She looked around the room. "So where is dinner? You haven't cooked yet?"
"You thought I was cooking? Ha!" Derek joked he would like nothing more than to cook for Karen. Unfortunately cooking was not part of his genetic make-up. He could order takeout for days with out a second thought.
"Well then what are your plans Mr. Wills? Because you can't have desert without dinner" She teased him with a smile. Her words and tone were so pure, but Derek knew that her intentions were anything but.
"We need to get dinner. Now!" he quipped at her as he walked over to her and kissed her on the head.
"You smell really good." Karen said as he stood next to her with a glass of wine.
"Thanks. How is the wine?" Derek asked looking at Karen's body. He couldn't take his eyes off of her curves.
"It's really good. What is this?" She inquired.
"It is Beviamo Moscato d'Asti NV. One of my favorite wines." Derek said proudly.
"You don't strike me as much of a wine drinker. I am surprised."
"I prefer my scotch on the rocks. But sometimes a light wine would do quite fine. Besides I can't get you completely hammered on the first date." Derek responded
"This is a date?" she smiled slyly at him.
"I would like to think so? I hope you don't just dress up like this for meetings with all your directors." Derek quipped.
"No when I have meetings with directors I like to go in sweats and sneakers as you may know." The young woman recalled what happened the first night she met Derek.
"Well, let's just hope that you aren't meeting with other directors in their homes anytime soon." He said a little unsure of the response he would get.
"Why not?" She said continuing to drink her wine.
"Why? Well that would make me a very jealous man. Besides you deserve so much better." Derek admitted.
"You don't want me to a successful Broadway star Mr. Wills?" Her expression turned serious, but Derek could see the hint of playfulness in her eyes.
"I want you to be. I know you will be. You don't have to lower yourself to that…I know you would never do that," Derek recalled starring at his couch.
"Maybe you just weren't my type. Have you ever thought about that?" Karen said shaking her head as she looked at the couch.
"I think that is far from the truth and we both know that's not true." Derek smirked a telling smile as he poured another glass of wine.
"How can you tell….was it the 'not going to happen'?" She asked playful as she shoved her glass into his hand.
"No it was the look in your eye right before you said not going to happen. The way your legs quivered and your body began to radiate heat. It was the way fire inside you that burned with passion and desire right before your morale's took over." He spoke slowly and softly starring in her eyes from the side.
"Hmmm….." Karen purred as she stepped in front of him with that same look in her eye.
"No Happy Birthday this time?" Derek said as she leaned in closer.
Almost simultaneously they embraced each other in a kiss so passionate that it could be heard by neighbors. They fumbled onto the couch grabbing at each other and nipping each others necks and tugging their lips in a furry. Derek felt his body beginning to react in ways that he hadn't in years. Suddenly he was tickle-ish and laughing at each kiss. Karen was laughing with him. She got the enjoyment from tantalizing him. She was unbuttoning his shirt and he placed his hands on her juicy and firm rear-end.
Buzzzzzzzzzz.
Derek's doorbell rang interrupting them once again.
"Bloody hell it's the driver. I told him to be here at 7:30. He's a little early." Derek said grunting.
"Let's just skip dinner" Karen said desperately and out of breath.
"You are not very scared today Ms. Cartwright." Derek said with his signature head tilt fake surprise look.
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzz.
"Let me tell him to go." Derek said getting up. "Ohhhh bloody Hell! Can't you wait for one minute? What kind of driver comes to the door of a man's apartment anyway?" Derek yelled as he paced to the door.
He opened the door with his shirt half undone.
"'Sur-!" Ivy began to say then her eyes opened wide as she noticed his shirt was half undone and he looked occupied. "-prise" she whispered as if she was deflated.
Derek looked at the woman in shock. She was the last person that he expected to see at the door. She had a bottle of wine in one hand and a bag of Chinese take out in the other.
"Ivy….uh…..what's this?" He asked beginning to panic. He remembered the conversation that he had with Eileen earlier in the day. He didn't want to upset Ivy, for business purposes. But he had waited so long for his opportunity with Karen he couldn't let her ruin it for him. Not this time.
"It's Chinese food silly." She smiled.
"I am actually on my way out to dinner." Derek explained scratching his head.
"Really? Am I interrupting something?" Ivy asked confused. "Is there someone here?" Ivy said beginning to look upset.
"Ivy, I didn't expect you…..not after this afternoon. You can't just drop in like this." Derek said frustrated. He was torn, and unsure of what he should do.
Ivy made the choice very simple for him. She pushed in the door and pushed passed Derek. He became nervous as the young woman went on a rampage into his home.
"Ivy you need to leave now." Derek called out to her.
"Karen!" Ivy called out in a rage
"Ivy." Karen said shortly as she pursed her lips together. Derek could tell that she too was becoming increasingly upset.
"What is she doing her?" Ivy yelled rather loudly.
"I told you I was going to dinner Ivy."
"With her. Really Derek? I thought you weren't interested Derek. I thought she was nothing special. What is that you said a nice voice and face on a stick?" Ivy was lying through her teeth and it pissed Derek off.
"You know what this is ridiculous. I am out of here." Karen said standing up and grabbing her purse off of the couch.
"No I am out of here!"
Ivy and Karen both stormed out the door. Derek grabbed his jacket and followed close behind. He wanted desperately to follow after Karen. But he didn't want to risk loosing Bombshell either. He got to the hall and both women were heading in opposite directions to the elevators at either end of the hall. Derek paused looking in both directions as he saw one woman walk away with the key to his heart and the other walk away with the key to his career. He had to make a choice.
He went left.
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Will post next chapter soon.