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I just finished my other multi-chapter fic so I'll be able to focus solely on this one for awhile :)

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Chapter 11

They were going on a date.

Crap.

Meredith slammed the conference room door closed after shoving an all too cheeky looking Derek out the other side and collapsed all her weight against the cool wood.

She knew her hair was a mess and she could feel her swollen lips tingle as lasting evidence of what she and Derek has just been doing.

After her simple reply to his request for dinner, he immediately attacked her lips with his own. The spark that shot through her the moment their bodies met was paralyzing and she never wanted the feeling to end. All the built up tension that had been gathering the past two weeks had finally exploded in this one amazing kiss.

Derek's fingers lightly traveled down the length of her spine and stopped at her waist to toy with the hem of her scrub top. The moment his finger tips grazed her bare skin, Meredith was suddenly whipped back to reality. The horrifying reality being that she was currently in a passionate make out session with her married boss in a room where virtually anyone, including both of her parents, could walk in and catch them.

Pushing at his chest, Meredith managed to disentangle herself out of his embrace. If she wasn't so embarrassed, the dazed look that Derek was sporting would have had her in a fit of giggles.

"We can't do this here!" Meredith scolded urgently.

"On the contrary, I thought we were doing rather well before you pushed me away." The dazed look was quickly replaced with a wide, pleased grin.

"This is not funny. This is so the opposite of funny! My mother could have walked in. Or your wife! What about them catching us making out is funny to you?"

"You're cute when you're flustered," Derek confessed in a low voice as if she hadn't spoken. He was giving her that dangerous look again as he took a step forward and reached for her waist to pull her close again.

"What are you doing?" Meredith demanded, slapping at his shoulder.

"Picking up where we left off," he murmured into the column of her neck, placing kisses as he went. Her eyes closed briefly in a moment of pleasure and surrender. However the moment was brief, as voices coming from the other side of the door reminded her of their current, slightly public location.

"I am not going to get caught with you in here!"

Derek pulled back to look at her with a hurt, puppy dog expression. "You're not having fun?"

She rolled her eyes at the ridiculous thought. "I never said that. I'm just not going to get caught straddling you half naked by my mother again."

"Are you saying that wasn't a good time for you?"

"Get out!" She shoved at his chest again as he looked on with humor and grabbed for the door handle. "Go save someone's life!"

He was just about out the door when he poked his head back in. "Pick you up at eight?"

"Go!"

His laughter filled the room before she slammed the door in his face and sunk to the floor, deep in thought.

Maybe this wasn't as big of a deal as she was making it out to be. The papers were all signed after all and since Addison had signed them too, she clearly was acknowledging the end of the marriage as well.

Plus, she had missed him. It was hard for her to discern how considering they saw each other every day at the hospital. But on a more personal level, they were just starting to get to know one another before putting up those professional walls.

She wanted her guy in a bar back.

"I have a date with McDreamy."

The sound of Meredith's terrified voice and the tray slamming down on the lunch table caused Cristina to look up from the cluster of grapes she was busy practicing sutures on.

"Uhmm…Okay."

Without waiting for more a response, Meredith scrabbled to the seat next to her friend. "A date. Tonight. I have a date tonight with my boss. My married boss."

"And I have a surgery in two hours and you're blowing my concentration."

"Cristina!" she pleaded.

"Okay, fine," Cristina conceded, putting down the needle. "You have a date?"

"Yes."

"And have you forgotten how to go on a date?"

"No! You're missing the point."

"Well did he force you into it? Cause if you agreed to go out with him tonight then I'm guessing you want to go and I'm not sure what the big deal is."

"It's just…He's my boss. And what if it doesn't go well?"

Her friend sighed and went back to her grapes. "The man has spent the past two weeks following you around the hospital like a damn puppy. You could show up in a brown paper bag, ignore all his jokes, and refuse to share dessert and he'd still walk around here like some love struck idiot afterwards."

"Is that how it started with you and Burke?"

Cristina froze mid-stitch. "I don't talk about Burke."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"It's just none of your business," she continued defensively.

"Okay, you don't have to tell me anything," Meredith help up her hands in surrender. "It just seemed like the situations may have some similarities."

"Well until Shepherd leaves you at the altar after letting his mother shave off your eyebrows to numb you into submission, it's not the same thing."

The bite in her tone told Meredith that the conversation was definitely over. Not wanting to push any further, she picked up her fork and started poking around at her fruit salad.

After a minute of silence, Cristina glanced over at her lunch partner and asked, "So where's McDreamy taking you anyway?"

Grateful for the peace offering, she quickly started filling in her friend on the events that had happened in the conference room that morning.

Standing in front of her full length mirror, Meredith smoothed out an invisible wrinkle on the front of her slinky black dress. The halter dress fell flatteringly over her soft curves and stopped just below the knee. The front displayed a modest scoop neck but the back plunged provocatively down to her lower back.

Derek would be picking her up any minute and she had never been more grateful for the fact that both her parents were working late. She wasn't quite ready for the two of them to know about her budding relationship with the head of neuro.

When the doorbell rang, Meredith about jumped out of her skin before fixing her hair one last time and rushing down to greet her date.

Nothing could have stopped the dazzling smile that immediately appeared on her face the moment she spotted Derek on the other side of the glass door. The dark blue of his button up shirt brought out the sparkle in his dancing eyes while his hands were casually placed in the pockets of his black slacks.

She wasted no time in opening the door to let him enter. "Hey," she greeted, bright smile still plastered on her face.

"Hi," he purred, taking a moment to look at her appreciatively. Meredith blushed slightly under the intensity of his gaze. "You look amazing, Meredith."

"You don't clean up too bad yourself," she flirted back. "I take it this is okay for wherever it is we're going?"

"You're perfect," he stated simply with another grin. "Shall we?"

"We shall."

She grabbed her purse from the small table beside her and linked her free arm through his.

They were going on a date.

I know that was a mean place to stop but I've already started writing the next chapter!
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