[Kate Austen]

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Their food arrived 15 minutes later. After Derek’d given the room service a bounteous tip, he returned with their food, placed on a silver tray.

“Dinner’s served.” He lifted the cover and placed the tray on the table. Meredith closed her eyes and sniffed greedily.

“Mmmmmh, it smells yummie!”

Derek handed her the cutlery. “Enjoy your meal!”

Meredith didn’t wait to be told twice. She eagerly grabbed fork and knife and started to dissect her salmon. She shut her eyes and moaned in pure delight when the first bit hit her palate.

“This,” she pointed on the dead fish on her plate with the knife, “tastes great!” She took another bite, looked up and frowned when she noticed him, his chin resting in his palms, looking at her. She swallowed and raised an eyebrow. “You’re watching me eat? That’s odd, Mr. Shepherd.”

“You’re cute when you eat. You’re eyes twinkle like a child’s on Christmas Eve.” he said, smiling lovely.

“They’re not!” she pouted. “Besides. You have to eat something too.” She filled up their glasses again. “Or there will be no dessert for you. Which means there’d be more for me.” She smirked. “But I’m the sharing kind of girl, luckily for you. So eat up and I may consider to leave you something of the cake.”

He sighed. “Very bossy. I like that.” He picked some salad and stuffed it into his mouth.

“Good boy.” She mumbled, patting his knee.

She’d finished her meal in no time while he’d had problems to finish off half of his. He felt like he would burst at any second but she was already about to unpack the cake.

“Meredith, pleeeeease.” he whined. “I can’t. I’ve had enough. One more bite and you will have to wipe me up off the floor.”

“Don’t be such a baby!” She shovelled some of the cake on her fork and moved it towards his mouth. “Open wide.” She frowned. “That sounded vaguely dirty, right?”

“Kind of, yeah.”

She shrugged. “Never mind. Come on Derek, try the cake.”

Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and she placed the sweet dessert on his tongue. When he noticed that she was still looking at him, expecting, he let out a moan. Maybe a little too exaggerated… But she seemed satisfied. Cheerfully, she reached for another bite, dipped it into the whip cream and put it into her mouth.

“Mmmmh,” she chewed enthusiastically. “I’m in cake heaven! This is sooo good…” She already shovelled another portion into her mouth.

“You have crumbs.” Derek whispered, taking a napkin from the tray and placed it on her perfect pink lips, gently brushing the crumbs away. His eyes found hers again. Sparkling green. And lovely.

“Thank you.” Her voice was trembling, just like several other parts of her body. And this time? So not because of the chill.

“You’re welcome.” He slowly moves her fingers down her cheek, slightly touching her chin and still unable to take his eyes off of hers. Unable to stop smiling. He was completely overwhelmed by a feeling he hasn’t experienced in a very long time. Hasn’t experienced at all. Especially not in such a short time. He’s known her for a couple of hours and yet got goose bumps whenever she looked at him. Adrenaline shot through his body whenever her slim fingers accidentally brushed his arm or his leg. When she giggled… his heart changed its rhythm. She literally took his breath away.

He slowly leaned in closer to her lips, his right hand still on her cheek. He was now inches away from her face.

She could feel his hot breath brushing against her lips. Her eyes were locked with his. She shut them down in sweet anticipation. Waiting for what was coming next. She breathed him in, getting drunk of his scent. His lips inches away from hers.

The flashback hit her like a lightning.

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