[Kate Austen]

Danke ihr beiden <33

ich habe schon so sehnlichst drauf gewartet. :biggrin: ich meine so konnte ich mich noch mal richtig schön entspannen bevor morgen meine klausuren anfangen.

It's a pleasure ! Ich quetsch dir für deine Klausurphase alle mir zur Verfügung stehenden Daumen und Zehen. Seriously.

hab nur einen teil zu meckern: die beiden haben ja immer noch nich geredet :biggrin: "hi i´m blah-blah .." - "I´m whatever .. it´s hot " - "yeah ..."

Hach, ich LIEBE deine Ungeduld ^^ Vielleicht sollte ich sie nur auf diesem Wege kommunizieren lassen, um dich in den Wahnsinn zu treiben *g*

schreib fix weiter. aber bitte so, dass du noch genug ideen im hinterkopf hast. just a hint *cough* ..

Keine Angst, dieses Mal schreibe ich jede Idee sofort auf und das meiste kommt bei mir während des Schreibens ganz spontan. Noch habe ich jedenfalls einiges zum Schreiben.

Und weil ich heute auch schon ungefähr 4h am Tippseln war und so erstmal vorgesorgt habe, denke ich, ich kann euch mit einem weiteren Teil in den neuen Tag verabschieden .

Und JA, ich will Anerkennung dafür... :pfeif: ^^

UPDATE!

After countless moments, Meredith was finally able to get her eyes off of Derek. She blinked, blinked, blinked and her gaze fell on the doorway.

“Air. Me. I… I think I need some fresh air.” Her fingers were tense around her purse.

Derek tilted his head, giving her an endearing smile. The McDreamy smile. “You want some company?”

No! “Sure.” she smiled back at him. Please. How could a girl EVER resist that kind of smile?

“Great!” He stepped aside to let her going first and followed her to the door.

Her hips swung with each step. Left. Right. Left. Right. Causing her dress to wave around her long, slender legs. Derek really had a hard time to focus on the way. Not on her butt.

“You’re not staring at my butt, are you?” Meredith said, a playful grin on her face. Derek didn’t notice that she turned around and caught him staring at her bottom. He chuckled.

“Trying to but that dress obstructs the view.” he said and winked at her. She giggled. Her giggle. Music to his ears. It was enchanting. He wanted to tickle her to hear that adorable sound once again.

They reached the patio of the hotel and sat down on a bench in front of a huge fountain. It was formed of three swans, the wings outstretched, the long necks proudly curved. The moon was painting the place in a romantic light, the water, the swans, everything was glittering and sparkling.

“So,” Derek took a deep breath of the fresh air, “this is a nice place to hang out.”

“It is wonderful.” Meredith crossed her legs and her eyes travelled across the scenery. Derek watched her. Her face was softly illuminated by the moonlight and it took his breath away. Literally spoken.

“I was right.” he said, breaking the silence.

“About what?” she looked confused yet curious. He again gave her the McDreamy head tilt. She thought she’d melt away at any second.

“Your eyes.” His voice was deep and a little hoarse. Damn. Damn. Sexy. Goose bumps. Everywhere. Meredith shuddered. She was glad that she could sit right now because she was sure that the jelly in her legs had reached a level beyond manageable.

“My eyes?” She blinked, blinked, blinked again and smiled softly at him, causing his heart to do cartwheels in his chest. He felt the constant bump bump, bump bump, bump bump getting more powerful with every passing second.

“Emerald green. They are beautiful.”

She slightly blushed and looked down at her lap. But she was still smiling.

“I’m sorry, I’m embarrassing you.” he apologized, but still not being able to cut his eyes from her mind-blowing beauty. She still was beyond gorgeous when her cheeks turned pink. Like now.

“You’re not.” She lifted her head and looked straight into his eyes. His cobalt blue eyes. There was something in them she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Thoughtfulness. Admiration. Yet… almost something like… sadness.
She suddenly shivered, realizing that it was January and she was wearing nothing but her white shockingly expensive robe. She rubbed her arms with her hands to warm them up.

Derek noticed her trembling body and didn’t hesitate to take off his jacket and put it over her shoulders.

“Is that better?” he asked.

She was melting away. “Much better.” She inhaled the scent of his jacket. It smelled like heaven. Masculine. And sort of spicy. Her mind got cloudy again. She closed her eyes and got lost in his aroma. Taking a deep breath of it. Again. And again. And again.
She woke up from her escape by someone clearing his throat. Derek jumped off the bench.