AN: I don't LWD

AN: Slightly M, but nothing too bad

#21 Fifty Shades of Casey

Casey was not one to have dirty secrets, but yet she had one. A guilty pleasure that was dirty and she would die if Derek found out. Casey McDonald was addicted to the Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy (Don't own Fifty Shades of Grey). Sure it was completely different to what most people would expect Casey to read, but yet, Casey was in love with them.

Those books made her imagination run wild, and her fantasies spread wider than she could have ever imagined. She read anything to do with the Trilogy, books, fanfiction, articles, the works. She even bought tickets for the movie months in advance, and was planning to see it with Emily. Although she loved these books, she wouldn't share this love to a certain boyfriend of hers. Whenever she was reading something having to do with the trilogy and he came around, she closed the book and hid it wherever she could.

One night, she was in the middle of rereading one of the books when all of the sudden she heard footsteps behind her. She jumped and scrambled to hide the book. Derek stood over the couch, and Casey looked up and he reached down and pecked her on the lips. "Hey Der, how was your day?" Casey asked, trying to cover the book. "It was fine, lots of meetings." He plopped down right beside her and stretched out all over Casey and the couch. Casey squirmed, trying to cover the book. "You okay?" Derek asked looking at her with raised eyebrows. "Fine, I'm fine. I'm just going to go to bed. Goodnight babe," Casey said wrapping the book up in her blanket, and scurrying off to bed. Derek scratched his head and shrugged, usual Space-Case.

The next day Casey continued reading her book while cooking breakfast. She assumed there would be no worry of Derek popping up again since it was only 9 A.M. Casey was getting completely absorbed into her book when she smelled a burning food. She quickly realized her toast was burnt and the fire alarm went off. Derek came running into the kitchen and she quickly tossed her book into the cabinet. "What happened?" Derek asked tiredly. "Oh nothing just burnt my toast." Casey replied fanning the fire alarm with a dish rag. "Casey messing something up? What's going on with you?" Derek asked walking over to her. "Nothing, just getting caught up in a daze. It's early, why don't you go back to bed." Casey said. "I'm already up, besides if I go to work early then I can come home to early to you." Derek said suggestively, walking over and kissing her neck, and moving up to her face. "Oh Christan"(Don't own fifty shades or characters) Casey moaned so quietly Derek wasn't sure he heard her right. "What?" Derek asked breaking away from his kisses but still holding her. Casey blushed then whitened, "Nothing, you should take a shower before work, I have to go get dressed and go to work." Casey said quickly, swerving around him.

"Are you serious? That's hilarious Case." Emily said, chuckling at Casey's story of her name-slip. "No it's really not." Casey said seriously, putting scattered books on their correct bookshelf. Casey owned her own bookstore and sold many different books, which included Casey's guilty pleasure. "C'mon Case what is the big deal? Why do you hide the books from him?" Casey shot Emily a look and Emily replied, "Okay, you're right it is Derek he would never let you live it down."

That night Casey was talking to Emily on the phone about the books again. "Did you get to that chapter yet?" Emily asked enthusiastically. Casey replied, "Yes I have it was amazing, he is so sweet and romantic, and erotic." At that moment Casey heard the front door shut. "Em, gotta go, Derek's home." Casey clicked End Call, and turned to face Derek. "Hey who were you talking to?" Derek asked. "Just Emily." Casey replied. "Nice. So earier.. in the kitchen. When I was kissing you, I could have swore you said another guys name? Christan?." Derek asked her seriously. Casey was completely caught off guard and didn't know how to respond. "W-what?" Casey stuttered. "You heard me." He said crossing his arms. "Why would I say another guy's name? I'm dating you." Casey said, kissing his cheek. "Good, because your mine, and if another guy was trying to get you I'd have to teach him a lesson." Derek said almost jealously.

The next night Casey came home to a quiet place. She knew Derek was home because of his junk strewn all over the floor. "Derek?" Casey called. She walked into the living room and he wasn't there, she shrugged, and headed to the bedroom to put her stuff away and change into comfortable clothes. When she opened their bedroom door, she found Derek sitting on their bed, back towards her. When he turned around she realized that Derek had found the books. "Derek, what are you doing?" Casey asked slowly, panicking on the inside. "Oh nothing just reading a good book." Derek replied smugly with a smirk. "We've been dating for five years, and I thought I knew everything about you, but I guess not. Who knew that my keener girlfriend had an erotic, kinky side?" Casey blanched, "DER-EK! That was supposed to be private, you weren't supposed to find those!" She exclaimed. Derek just laughed and shook his head. "I'm just glad to know why you've been so jumpy and that Christan is a character, not a real man." Casey put her hands on her face to cover herself blushing. Derek walked over and took her hands off her face, "Don't be embarrassed. I know I tease you all the time, and I am not usually gushy but I want you to tell me these things, I want to know your likes, guilty pleasures, desires, and fantasies. I love you Casey." Casey pulled his head towards her and gave him a big kiss. Derek then picked her up and carried her to the bed, "Now that I know what you really like, I can be of service for you, allow me to be your real life Christan Grey." (Don't own again).

And with that Derek gave Casey a night that she had only dreamed possible in her guilty pleasures.