"You got my jeans dirty," Meredith glared at Derek after she jumped off the back of the quad they were riding. "You hit that mud pile on purpose."
"What are you talking about," Derek smiled.
"You're funny. Funny, funny, funny." Meredith shook her head. "Why do I put up with you again?"
"For the sex." He waited for her reaction.
"Sure, Derek." She rolled her eyes. "Just keep thinking that." They both headed into the backyard where everyone was sitting around the pool.
"Shep, you want a beer?" Mark said as they both sat down on a lounge chair. "Grey?"
"I'm driving." Derek shrugged.
"My Dad would kill me if he found out." Meredith laughed. "Next time. I pinky promise."
"You always say that," Mark laughed. "I'll have a party next week and I'm getting you drunk, good?"
"Sure," She laughed as her phone started to ring. "I'll be right back," Meredith walked a few feet away and answered it. "Yeah, Dad?"
"I have to go into the office for a few hours to meet with someone. I still want you to be home at eleven. Do you understand me?"
No, not at all. "Yeah, Dad." She rolled her eyes and then hung up. Meredith put her phone on the table as Derek walked up to her. "… Derek?"
A smirk spread across his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "You look like you want to go swimming."
"Derek, I will kill you!" She yelled, but she was obviously no match because a few moments later she was in the pool. "Asshole."
Meredith got out of the pool and then sat in his lap. "Thanks, baby." He shook his head.
"Karma's a bitch," She laughed as Derek rested his arms around her.
x.x.x
"Looks like there's a party here," Derek said as he pulled in front of Meredith's house which about five extra cars were also parked.
"Great," Meredith let out a groan. "Want to come in for like an hour or something?"
"Sure," He turned off his car as they both got out. The stair case was right when you walked into the house, so they headed upstairs before anyone could say anything.
Meredith went in the bathroom and changed into a pair of shorts and a white camisole. "I have to go throw these clothes in the dryer because of someone. I'll be right back." Meredith walked down the stairs and headed towards the laundry room. Unfortunately, it was located right next to the living room where her two sisters and their friends were.
"What's with the wet clothes?" Lexie looked at her.
"I got thrown in a pool," She shrugged as there were eyes on her. "You guys can go back to whatever you were talking about."
"We won our first play-off game, Grey." Ryan Hasley said as she just let out a laugh.
"I wouldn't get used to the whole winning thing, Ryan. Your team isn't the greatest." Meredith turned the dryer on and walked back upstairs. She laid next to Derek on her bed and let out a sigh.
"What's wrong?"
"Ryan Hasley is such a douche."
"You know he's going out with Lexie, right?" Derek said. Meredith just shrugged. "Same opinion, I know."
"Yeah," She mumbled and looked up at him. "Thanks for staying here."
"I got your back," He smiled and ran him thumb along her jaw line and pressed his lips against hers.
"I know," Meredith leaned against him and closed her eyes; just for a second.
x.x.x
"Meredith," Molly opened the door to her sisters room, but stopped short. "What are you doing!"
Meredith opened her eyes and sat up. Her and Derek had both fallen asleep in her bed last night. "How many times have I told you to knock! Get out!"
"Dad's going to kill you," Molly shut her door and ran downstairs. Meredith rubbed her eyes and stood up.
"How screwed are you right now?" Derek ran a hand through his hair.
"Like a lot."She pulled on white t-shirt with some writing on it. "And I'm guessing Molly probably just said something to my Dad, now, too."
"Do you want me to wait up here, or what…?"
"I uh," She let out a sigh. "I have no idea. Let's just both go downstairs, I guess."
The two both headed down the stairs where Thatcher was waiting for them with his arms crossed over his chest.