The Wedding Chapter 9: Rides and Flights
Title: The Wedding
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Addek
New chapter! Late is better than never, right?
Okay, so it’s been quite awhile since I last updated. The bad news is I have no excuse, besides studying my ass off. The good news is that this chapter is extra long to make up for it. I like to think of it as a belated b-day present to myself (One day off, close enough.) So, a warning for this chapter, if you didn’t notice, the rating took a leap and I'm a bit nervous about it. Otherwise, enjoy!
Addison sat looking out the picture window of her 10th floor office. She really had a beautiful view, which on most days was quite calming. Today, however, it was not doing the trick. She sighed as she turned back to her desk and the ring box sitting upon it. She pushed it to the side as she stared once more at her schedule. She originally had three surgeries scheduled for today. They would have kept her nice and busy, with no time to think about her screwed up love life. As it happens two of her patients delivered overnight and the third was not currently stable enough for surgery. She had already returned all her calls, written all her notes, and performed the 2 consults she had scheduled and it was only 10:00. She had absolutely nothing to do.
Addie groaned and rested her head on her desk. After a few minutes she began to feel that all too familiar tingle…her “Shepherd sense.”
“You know, I’m not sure it makes the best impression for the future chief of surgery to be taking a nap mid-morning.”
Addison barely lifted her head from the desk, she looked toward her doorway, and saw his Timberlands, which lead to long, lean legs encased in dark wash jeans, a green button-up open at the collar to reveal a white undershirt underneath, arms crossed over his chest, his ever present smirk, and his blue eyes sparkling with mischief and something else that she couldn’t quite place, but seemed so familiar. She ignored the fluttering or her stomach and instead raised an eyebrow, “What are you doing here?”
He smiled and pushed himself off the door frame, “I came to see you.”
“I can see that, the question is, why?”
“I’m here to kidnap you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m...here…to…kidnap you,” he said very slowly.
Addison sat up and began straightening her desk. “Well, as lovely as that sounds, I’m afraid I don’t have time to be “kidnapped” today. I am a very busy woman after all. I have several surgeries scheduled as well as two meetings later in the afternoon…” she trailed off as she noticed him looking at her with his smirk firmly in place. “What?”
“I already spoke with your secretary, who’s quite friendly by the way,” he grinned as he moved closer, “so I know for a fact, that you have absolutely nothing to do today.” He walked around behind her desk, “And knowing you the way that I do, I know that you are going absolutely mental just sitting here.” He turned her chair around and leaned down, resting his hands against the arm rests and brought his face inches from hers (Addison felt herself struck with the strongest sense of déjà vu), “Which means that you are free to spend the day with me”, he finished looking deep into her eyes.
Addison was finding it rather hard to think clearly with him being this close. “And what exactly do you propose we do all day?”
His gaze dropped slowly down her body and back up to her eyes. He tilted his head as his eyes darkened, “I can think of several possibilities.”
Addison felt her pulse quicken but she held his gaze, “You are such a pig.”
“Am I?” He leaned forward so that now she could feel his breath against her lips. “I was just thinking about the other night when we were so rudely interrupted by your pager. I don’t think we’d have that problem now,” he whispered against her lips.
“No, we wouldn’t,” she whispered back, her eyelids slipping closed in anticipation of his kiss.
He smiled as he looked at her, eyes closed, breath slightly uneven, lips begging to be kissed, but as he leaned in he remembered his vow to take things slow. Instead, he lightly stroked her cheek, and said brightly, “But then, we’d be late for our appointment.”
“Huh?” she said intelligently. “What appointment?” And why didn’t he kiss me?
He winks at her, “You’ll see when we get there. Here,” he tossed a bag at her. “You’ll want to change.”
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Addison fidgeted nervously as she sat next to Derek in the Range Rover. She sighed and looked out the window. They were outside of LA, past the suburbs, and into a more rural area. “So, what are you taking me somewhere to kill me, and bury my body where it won’t be found?”
Derek glanced over at her, “Tempting, but no. I have something else in mind. I think you’ll enjoy it.”
“What is it?”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Why not?”
“Because I want it to be a surprise.”
“But I’ll enjoy it?”
“I think so. You used to, you used to love it.”
“So it’s something I’ve done before?”
“Yes, and that is the only hint you’re getting. Well, that and the clothes.”
Addison glanced down at her outfit; it was as casual as she got: jeans and a nice polo. A quick look in the backseat showed a shopping bag, and what looked like carrots peeking out the top. “What’s in the…”
“Nope. No more hints, Addie. Why don’t you just enjoy the ride? Let the music relax you.”
“How am I supposed to relax when you have the Clash blaring through the speakers?”
“Oh, you know you love it.”
Addison rolled her eyes and turned back toward the window, though he could still see the reflection of her smile in the glass.
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“Addison? Addie, sweetheart, wake up. Adds, we’re here.” Derek said, gently shaking her awake.
Addison cracked her eyes and stretched in her seat. “And where exactly is here?”
“See for yourself.”
Addison slid out of the car and looked around, and then she saw the sign: Paradise Stables. Her eyes grew wide and her smile even wider. She looked over at Derek, who was watching her, with a huge grin on his face. She ran over to him and gave him a great big hug, “This is a great surprise, thank you!” She leaned over to kiss him on his cheek, but he shifted so she hit his lips instead. The kiss that was supposed to be a quick peck morphed into one of passion and longing, ended only by the clearing of a throat behind them.
“Ahem. Erm, excuse me? Mr. and Mrs. Shepherd?” drawled a southern voice.
The two in question broke apart, and Derek moved to shake the man’s hand. “Yes, I’m Derek Shepherd and this is Addison. Are you Mr. Wilson?”
“Tom, please. If you two will come this way, I’ll show you around…”
As they began to walk off, Addison couldn’t help staring at Derek. He hadn’t corrected him when he assumed we were married. Why? More importantly why don’t I mind? And why did I get this tingle of happiness? Addison shook off her thoughts when she noticed both men staring at her. “I’m sorry, what?”
Derek smirked, “He asked if you had a horse preference.”
Addison looked around and noticed that they had reached the stables, and she was surrounded by the gorgeous animals. As she glanced around she heard a loud neigh from the corner. The source of the sound was a sleek black stallion, with pride and intelligence shining in his eyes. “He’s gorgeous,” she breathed, “What’s his name?”
“Him? Oh, he’s a little spitfire that one. Name’s Satan.” Tom replied.
Derek nearly choked on his laughter, “How fitting,” he managed to sputter out.
Addison cut her eyes at him as she grabbed one of the carrots from the bag and cautiously approached the horse. “Well, hello handsome,” she cooed. She held out the carrot, “What do you say, wanna go for a ride?” The horse walked over to the gate immediately, allowing Addison to stroke his muzzle and feed him the carrot. “That’s a good boy,” she murmured.
The owner stood watching, dumbfounded. “I’ve never seen him warm up to a person that fast.”
Derek snorted as he searched for a suitable horse, “What red-blooded male could resist an offer like that?”
Thirty minutes later, the two were saddled up and ready to ride. Addison laughed as she saw Derek walk up with his snow white horse. “Man, you really can’t let go of that knight in shining armor image can you?”
Derek chuckled, “What? I thought he went great with my eyes.”
Addison giggled, “Well, come on pretty boy, let’s see if you remember how to ride.”
Derek cocked an eyebrow, “Well, I can think of a much better way to show you.”
A seductive smile slid on her face as she looked him up and down, “Well if you can catch me, I may let you.” With that she dug her heels in the side of her horse and took off down the trail.
“Cheater!” he yelled after her. Her laughter floated back to him. He hopped up on the horse and leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You help me catch her, and I’ll buy you a five-pound bag of sugar.” The horse began to trot, “Fine, make it 10 pounds.” The horse raced forward. “There we go.”
Two hours later found the two lounging in a clearing eating the lunch Gwen had packed while the horses grazed nearby. “Mmm,” Addison moaned as she bit into another fresh baked chocolate chip cookie, “I swear if it were possible I would marry your mother for her cooking.”
Derek laughed as he held up a carrot to the horses and took a bite of his turkey and Swiss. Addison studied him for a moment. “Derek, what are you doing?”
He stopped mid-chew, “Um, eating?”
“No, I mean, what are you doing here? With me?”
He swallowed and sat his sandwich down. “I told you, I’m here because I miss you, I love you, and I want us to be together again.”
“So, you’ve said but why? Why the sudden change?”
“I’m not exactly sure it’s sudden. Even with everything that happened, I still loved you. I just wouldn’t let myself admit it.”
“And now?”
“Now, I realize I don’t want to settle; I once had the best and I want that again.” He moved closer to her and took her hand. “I love you. I want a life with you. I want children with you.” He gently cupped her cheek in his hand, and looked into her eyes. “I want you to be my wife again.”
Addison jumped up and ran her hands through her hair, “Whoa! Derek, what the hell? Are you crazy? We’re not even together!!! I’m seeing someone and you…You just left your mistress at the altar!”
“Well, I didn’t mean right now, but someday…And technically she left me.”
“Derek-“
“Addie,” he said coming to stand in front of her, “All I’m asking for is a chance. Let me prove to you that I can be the man you need and want.” He stepped closer, so that there was less than an inch of space between them, and looked deep into her eyes. “Let me prove it to you.” he whispered.
The blaring of a cell phone broke the moment. Addison blinked and stepped around Derek looking for the phone. She picked it up and answered. She listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, “What…How…Oh, no…No, I understand. Did you already book your flight?...Okay…Yeah, we’re on our way back now. Don’t leave before I get there. Okay…Alright, see you in a few.” Addison flipped the phone shut and turned to Derek. “Kathleen broke her arm, so Mom is flying back to help her with the kids.”
“How did she break her arm?”
“Not exactly sure, but it had something to do with Bill, the bed, and an experiment.”
Derek grimaced, “I’m sorry I asked.”
Addison started packing up the remains of the picnic. “Come on, let’s hurry. I don’t want to miss her.”
“Addison, what about-”
“We’ll discuss it later, right now let’s just get back to the city.” She said without looking at him.
“Fine,” he sighed.
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The ride back was quiet, but the silence was not one of tension, but rather contemplation. Addison was trying to absorb all that he had said, and Derek was wondering what her decision would be. They were soon pulling up in front of Addison’s house, just as Gwen was coming out of it. “You two are just in time, I was afraid that I was going to miss you.” Gwen said while fussing with her purse.
“You know I couldn’t let you leave without a proper goodbye. I can’t believe you called a car, I would have been happy to take you to the airport,” Addison scolded.
“I know, but I didn’t want to be a bother.”
“Mom, you could never be a bother,” Addison said giving Gwen a great hug.
“Oh, my little Addison,” Gwen smiled, smoothing her hair. “Just follow your heart, sweetheart, it won’t lead you wrong,” she whispered in her ear. She pulled back and placed a kiss on her forehead. “If you need me, I’m only a phone call or plane ride away, okay?”
Addison nodded and blinked watery eyes, “I’ll miss you.”
“Oh, sweetie, don’t cry. You’ll make me cry and this mascara isn’t waterproof.”
Addison laughed, and both women turned at the clearing of a throat behind them. Derek stood behind them with a pout on his face. “Aren’t you forgetting about your favorite son?”
“Only because you’re my only son,” Gwen quipped, while wrapping him in a hug. She whispered in his ear, “Remember, just follow her lead. Let her set the pace.” Derek nodded as they pulled apart. “Love ya, Mom.”
“I love you too, both of you.”
“Call when you get in.” Addison said as they moved toward the car.
“I will,” Gwen said as she got in. “Be good you two.”
“Yes, ma’am.” they chorused.
She smirked at them as she got in, and waved as the car pulled off.
Addison watched until the taillights faded into the night before turning and going inside. She fixed a martini for herself and a scotch for Derek, who had come to stand behind her.
“Addie-”
“Sit down, Derek.”
He took his drink and sat.
Addison picked up her purse and sat beside him. She took a sip of her drink, a deep breath, and looked him in the eye. “I’ve moved on Derek.” His eyes immediately dropped to his drink, and he downed half its contents. She continued, “I have a beautiful home, a terrific job where I’m guaranteed to be the next COS, and a man who loves me. Perhaps, more importantly he’s in love with me.” She reached in her purse and removed the Tiffany’s box. “And he wants to marry me.” She opened the box and set it on the table in front of them. “He also has great taste in jewelry.”
Derek downed the rest of the glass, “Congratulations.” He stood and walked over to the bar for a refill.
“You’ll notice I’m not wearing the ring.”
He took another gulp before asking, “Why not?”
“Because I haven’t said yes, yet.”
“Yet? So, you intend to say yes?”
“I don’t know. That depends.”
“On what?”
“On you.” He looked up at that. She sighed and took a large gulp of her martini. She looked up and met his eyes. “I’m still in love with you. As much as I try to deny it and put it out of my head, I am. I am trying to be happy, to act like I don’t have a gaping hole in my soul, that only you can fill.”
He moved and sat next to her again, taking her hand. “Addison-”
“No, Derek, no.” She snatched her hand back. “I can’t do this again. I can’t get hurt again. I can’t-”
“Addie, look at me.” He placed his hands on either side of her face. “I love you and I’m not going to hurt you again. I will never leave you. I vow to be by your side until the day I die.”
Addison looked at him with tear-filled eyes, “I’ve heard that vow before.”
“Give me another chance, Addie, please.”
She searched his eyes for what felt like an eternity to Derek, before finally nodding. “One more chance,” she whispered.
A wide grin split his face. “Thank you.” He kissed her forehead. “Thank you,” he kissed one cheek. “Thank you,” he kissed the other cheek. “Thank you,” he brushed over her lips once, twice, three times before deepening the kiss. Addison responded immediately, threading her fingers through his hair and parting her lips to allow his tongue entry.
As their tongues dueled in her mouth, one of Derek’s hands left her face to travel down her side to her hip. Addison in turn reached down and grabbed a handful of Derek’s shirt, yanking it over his head. As the shirt passed their faces she glued her lips back to his, softly moaning as his hand at her hip traveled slowly up to cup her breast. He began to gently massage her through her shirt, causing her to squirm. He leaned back and pulled the shirt off, tossing it over his shoulder. He gazed heatedly at her breasts encased in red lace, and she felt her nipples harden. He reached up and cupped her breasts with his hands, as he leaned forward to capture her lips with his. He continued to massage them as he trailed his kisses down her neck and to the spot behind her ear that made her weak. As he sucked the spot, he gently squeezed her nipple sending a jolt of electricity straight between her legs, and causing her to moan loudly into his mouth. He smirked and continued to drop kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, continuing to the swell of her breasts. He licked each side and blew cold air over it causing her to shiver. He kissed the valley between her breasts and continued his journey down, his tongue swirling in her navel and stopping above her jeans. His fingers danced along the waistband, knowing she was especially ticklish there. After her laughter subsided, he looked up into her eyes, “Are you sure Addie?” At her nod, he stood up and lifted her into his arms, “Then we’re taking this upstairs,” he stated over her giggles.
Once safely in her bedroom, Derek gently laid her on the bed, before covering her body with his. He returned his lips to hers, his hands diving in her hair as hers stroked up and down his back. His hands deftly popped the button on her jeans, and a hand slid inside, eliciting a soft moan. He then moved down her body, dragging the pants with him. He began to make his way back up her legs, dropping kisses on the inside of her thighs inching closer and closer to her center. She began to shiver as he traced his fingers along the edge of her panties, teasing her. He kissed her through her panties and she felt another jolt through her body. He slowly removed her underwear and began to stroke her sensitive flesh. She bit her lip and tossed her head back on the bed allowing herself to get lost in the sensations. She felt his breath against her an instant before she felt his tongue. She cried out and arched her back, unconsciously pushing herself further into him. Addison could feel herself getting closer, “Derek,” she breathed. He looked up at her and smirked before changing tactics: he began to suck as hard as he could. “FUCK!!” Addison screamed, clawing at the sheets, his hair, anything she could reach, twisting her body as he stabilized her by the hips. When he finished, he crawled back up the bed and watched her as she caught her breath. Addison looked at him through hooded eyes, then rolled over and straddled him. She leaned down and kissed him while her hands worked to remove his jeans and boxers. They both used their legs to kick them off. Addison began to stroke him and watched his abs tense in response to her touch. “Addie,” he hissed. She looked up and met his eyes; she understood perfectly what he wanted. She lifted her hips and sank down on him slowly, both of them moaning. Derek’s hands came to rest on hips as she found her pace, slow and sweet. Soon, however, both needed more and Derek flipped them increasing the pace. Addison’s eyes fluttered closed and she dug her nails into the flesh of his back, holding him as tight as possible. “I love you, Addison,” he whispered in her ear. She opened her eyes and met his gaze, “I love you, Derek.” Another stroke and they both let go, exploding together. Derek rolled to the side then pulled her close, “Thank you,” he said kissing her shoulder. “That was just…thank you…wow…”
“Derek?” Addison mumbled from her spot on his chest.
“Yeah, Addie?”
“Go to sleep.”
Derek chuckled and kissed her forehead, “Yes, dear.”
The next morning Derek awakes to the sound of his cell phone ringing. He feels Addison shift against his chest and he smiles. He picks it up to press ignore when he sees Burke’s number on the caller id. “Hey,” he whispered, “What’s up?”
“Derek, you need to come back to Seattle.”
“Preston, that’s not happening,” he says lightly stroking Addie’s hair.
“No. Derek you need to come now.” Burke sighs, “It’s the Chief, he’s been admitted.”
Derek’s hand stilled. “What happened?”
“The tumor…It’s back.”
Derek sighed, “Preston, I…”
“Derek. He’s asking for you.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Derek hung up the phone, and looked down at Addie. He brushed her hair from her face pressed a kiss to her brow. He slid out of bed and got dressed. He returned to the bed and gently shook Addie to wake her. She mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over, pulling the covers over her head. He laughed and kissed the pouf of red hair sticking out. “Alright, baby, you sleep. I’ll call you.”
He grabbed his bags and got ready to walk out, when he was struck with a feeling of foreboding. He grabbed a piece of stationary off her desk and wrote a quick note.
Addie-
Had to go back to Seattle. Richard’s tumor is back. Come out as soon as you can, I’ll call you when I get there.
I love you,
-D
(P.S. I really enjoyed last night, looking forward to more.)
He placed it on the pillow where she would be sure to see it, and kissed her again. Then with one last look, he left. Addison shifted in bed and jostled the pillow, causing the note to float through the crevice between the mattress and the headboard to the floor behind the bed.
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So, there you have it, my first real attempt at writing squee. If you hated it, my only request is that you relay the message nicely. But, either way please review!!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Addek
New chapter! Late is better than never, right?
Okay, so it’s been quite awhile since I last updated. The bad news is I have no excuse, besides studying my ass off. The good news is that this chapter is extra long to make up for it. I like to think of it as a belated b-day present to myself (One day off, close enough.) So, a warning for this chapter, if you didn’t notice, the rating took a leap and I'm a bit nervous about it. Otherwise, enjoy!
Addison sat looking out the picture window of her 10th floor office. She really had a beautiful view, which on most days was quite calming. Today, however, it was not doing the trick. She sighed as she turned back to her desk and the ring box sitting upon it. She pushed it to the side as she stared once more at her schedule. She originally had three surgeries scheduled for today. They would have kept her nice and busy, with no time to think about her screwed up love life. As it happens two of her patients delivered overnight and the third was not currently stable enough for surgery. She had already returned all her calls, written all her notes, and performed the 2 consults she had scheduled and it was only 10:00. She had absolutely nothing to do.
Addie groaned and rested her head on her desk. After a few minutes she began to feel that all too familiar tingle…her “Shepherd sense.”
“You know, I’m not sure it makes the best impression for the future chief of surgery to be taking a nap mid-morning.”
Addison barely lifted her head from the desk, she looked toward her doorway, and saw his Timberlands, which lead to long, lean legs encased in dark wash jeans, a green button-up open at the collar to reveal a white undershirt underneath, arms crossed over his chest, his ever present smirk, and his blue eyes sparkling with mischief and something else that she couldn’t quite place, but seemed so familiar. She ignored the fluttering or her stomach and instead raised an eyebrow, “What are you doing here?”
He smiled and pushed himself off the door frame, “I came to see you.”
“I can see that, the question is, why?”
“I’m here to kidnap you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m...here…to…kidnap you,” he said very slowly.
Addison sat up and began straightening her desk. “Well, as lovely as that sounds, I’m afraid I don’t have time to be “kidnapped” today. I am a very busy woman after all. I have several surgeries scheduled as well as two meetings later in the afternoon…” she trailed off as she noticed him looking at her with his smirk firmly in place. “What?”
“I already spoke with your secretary, who’s quite friendly by the way,” he grinned as he moved closer, “so I know for a fact, that you have absolutely nothing to do today.” He walked around behind her desk, “And knowing you the way that I do, I know that you are going absolutely mental just sitting here.” He turned her chair around and leaned down, resting his hands against the arm rests and brought his face inches from hers (Addison felt herself struck with the strongest sense of déjà vu), “Which means that you are free to spend the day with me”, he finished looking deep into her eyes.
Addison was finding it rather hard to think clearly with him being this close. “And what exactly do you propose we do all day?”
His gaze dropped slowly down her body and back up to her eyes. He tilted his head as his eyes darkened, “I can think of several possibilities.”
Addison felt her pulse quicken but she held his gaze, “You are such a pig.”
“Am I?” He leaned forward so that now she could feel his breath against her lips. “I was just thinking about the other night when we were so rudely interrupted by your pager. I don’t think we’d have that problem now,” he whispered against her lips.
“No, we wouldn’t,” she whispered back, her eyelids slipping closed in anticipation of his kiss.
He smiled as he looked at her, eyes closed, breath slightly uneven, lips begging to be kissed, but as he leaned in he remembered his vow to take things slow. Instead, he lightly stroked her cheek, and said brightly, “But then, we’d be late for our appointment.”
“Huh?” she said intelligently. “What appointment?” And why didn’t he kiss me?
He winks at her, “You’ll see when we get there. Here,” he tossed a bag at her. “You’ll want to change.”
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Addison fidgeted nervously as she sat next to Derek in the Range Rover. She sighed and looked out the window. They were outside of LA, past the suburbs, and into a more rural area. “So, what are you taking me somewhere to kill me, and bury my body where it won’t be found?”
Derek glanced over at her, “Tempting, but no. I have something else in mind. I think you’ll enjoy it.”
“What is it?”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Why not?”
“Because I want it to be a surprise.”
“But I’ll enjoy it?”
“I think so. You used to, you used to love it.”
“So it’s something I’ve done before?”
“Yes, and that is the only hint you’re getting. Well, that and the clothes.”
Addison glanced down at her outfit; it was as casual as she got: jeans and a nice polo. A quick look in the backseat showed a shopping bag, and what looked like carrots peeking out the top. “What’s in the…”
“Nope. No more hints, Addie. Why don’t you just enjoy the ride? Let the music relax you.”
“How am I supposed to relax when you have the Clash blaring through the speakers?”
“Oh, you know you love it.”
Addison rolled her eyes and turned back toward the window, though he could still see the reflection of her smile in the glass.
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“Addison? Addie, sweetheart, wake up. Adds, we’re here.” Derek said, gently shaking her awake.
Addison cracked her eyes and stretched in her seat. “And where exactly is here?”
“See for yourself.”
Addison slid out of the car and looked around, and then she saw the sign: Paradise Stables. Her eyes grew wide and her smile even wider. She looked over at Derek, who was watching her, with a huge grin on his face. She ran over to him and gave him a great big hug, “This is a great surprise, thank you!” She leaned over to kiss him on his cheek, but he shifted so she hit his lips instead. The kiss that was supposed to be a quick peck morphed into one of passion and longing, ended only by the clearing of a throat behind them.
“Ahem. Erm, excuse me? Mr. and Mrs. Shepherd?” drawled a southern voice.
The two in question broke apart, and Derek moved to shake the man’s hand. “Yes, I’m Derek Shepherd and this is Addison. Are you Mr. Wilson?”
“Tom, please. If you two will come this way, I’ll show you around…”
As they began to walk off, Addison couldn’t help staring at Derek. He hadn’t corrected him when he assumed we were married. Why? More importantly why don’t I mind? And why did I get this tingle of happiness? Addison shook off her thoughts when she noticed both men staring at her. “I’m sorry, what?”
Derek smirked, “He asked if you had a horse preference.”
Addison looked around and noticed that they had reached the stables, and she was surrounded by the gorgeous animals. As she glanced around she heard a loud neigh from the corner. The source of the sound was a sleek black stallion, with pride and intelligence shining in his eyes. “He’s gorgeous,” she breathed, “What’s his name?”
“Him? Oh, he’s a little spitfire that one. Name’s Satan.” Tom replied.
Derek nearly choked on his laughter, “How fitting,” he managed to sputter out.
Addison cut her eyes at him as she grabbed one of the carrots from the bag and cautiously approached the horse. “Well, hello handsome,” she cooed. She held out the carrot, “What do you say, wanna go for a ride?” The horse walked over to the gate immediately, allowing Addison to stroke his muzzle and feed him the carrot. “That’s a good boy,” she murmured.
The owner stood watching, dumbfounded. “I’ve never seen him warm up to a person that fast.”
Derek snorted as he searched for a suitable horse, “What red-blooded male could resist an offer like that?”
Thirty minutes later, the two were saddled up and ready to ride. Addison laughed as she saw Derek walk up with his snow white horse. “Man, you really can’t let go of that knight in shining armor image can you?”
Derek chuckled, “What? I thought he went great with my eyes.”
Addison giggled, “Well, come on pretty boy, let’s see if you remember how to ride.”
Derek cocked an eyebrow, “Well, I can think of a much better way to show you.”
A seductive smile slid on her face as she looked him up and down, “Well if you can catch me, I may let you.” With that she dug her heels in the side of her horse and took off down the trail.
“Cheater!” he yelled after her. Her laughter floated back to him. He hopped up on the horse and leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You help me catch her, and I’ll buy you a five-pound bag of sugar.” The horse began to trot, “Fine, make it 10 pounds.” The horse raced forward. “There we go.”
Two hours later found the two lounging in a clearing eating the lunch Gwen had packed while the horses grazed nearby. “Mmm,” Addison moaned as she bit into another fresh baked chocolate chip cookie, “I swear if it were possible I would marry your mother for her cooking.”
Derek laughed as he held up a carrot to the horses and took a bite of his turkey and Swiss. Addison studied him for a moment. “Derek, what are you doing?”
He stopped mid-chew, “Um, eating?”
“No, I mean, what are you doing here? With me?”
He swallowed and sat his sandwich down. “I told you, I’m here because I miss you, I love you, and I want us to be together again.”
“So, you’ve said but why? Why the sudden change?”
“I’m not exactly sure it’s sudden. Even with everything that happened, I still loved you. I just wouldn’t let myself admit it.”
“And now?”
“Now, I realize I don’t want to settle; I once had the best and I want that again.” He moved closer to her and took her hand. “I love you. I want a life with you. I want children with you.” He gently cupped her cheek in his hand, and looked into her eyes. “I want you to be my wife again.”
Addison jumped up and ran her hands through her hair, “Whoa! Derek, what the hell? Are you crazy? We’re not even together!!! I’m seeing someone and you…You just left your mistress at the altar!”
“Well, I didn’t mean right now, but someday…And technically she left me.”
“Derek-“
“Addie,” he said coming to stand in front of her, “All I’m asking for is a chance. Let me prove to you that I can be the man you need and want.” He stepped closer, so that there was less than an inch of space between them, and looked deep into her eyes. “Let me prove it to you.” he whispered.
The blaring of a cell phone broke the moment. Addison blinked and stepped around Derek looking for the phone. She picked it up and answered. She listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, “What…How…Oh, no…No, I understand. Did you already book your flight?...Okay…Yeah, we’re on our way back now. Don’t leave before I get there. Okay…Alright, see you in a few.” Addison flipped the phone shut and turned to Derek. “Kathleen broke her arm, so Mom is flying back to help her with the kids.”
“How did she break her arm?”
“Not exactly sure, but it had something to do with Bill, the bed, and an experiment.”
Derek grimaced, “I’m sorry I asked.”
Addison started packing up the remains of the picnic. “Come on, let’s hurry. I don’t want to miss her.”
“Addison, what about-”
“We’ll discuss it later, right now let’s just get back to the city.” She said without looking at him.
“Fine,” he sighed.
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The ride back was quiet, but the silence was not one of tension, but rather contemplation. Addison was trying to absorb all that he had said, and Derek was wondering what her decision would be. They were soon pulling up in front of Addison’s house, just as Gwen was coming out of it. “You two are just in time, I was afraid that I was going to miss you.” Gwen said while fussing with her purse.
“You know I couldn’t let you leave without a proper goodbye. I can’t believe you called a car, I would have been happy to take you to the airport,” Addison scolded.
“I know, but I didn’t want to be a bother.”
“Mom, you could never be a bother,” Addison said giving Gwen a great hug.
“Oh, my little Addison,” Gwen smiled, smoothing her hair. “Just follow your heart, sweetheart, it won’t lead you wrong,” she whispered in her ear. She pulled back and placed a kiss on her forehead. “If you need me, I’m only a phone call or plane ride away, okay?”
Addison nodded and blinked watery eyes, “I’ll miss you.”
“Oh, sweetie, don’t cry. You’ll make me cry and this mascara isn’t waterproof.”
Addison laughed, and both women turned at the clearing of a throat behind them. Derek stood behind them with a pout on his face. “Aren’t you forgetting about your favorite son?”
“Only because you’re my only son,” Gwen quipped, while wrapping him in a hug. She whispered in his ear, “Remember, just follow her lead. Let her set the pace.” Derek nodded as they pulled apart. “Love ya, Mom.”
“I love you too, both of you.”
“Call when you get in.” Addison said as they moved toward the car.
“I will,” Gwen said as she got in. “Be good you two.”
“Yes, ma’am.” they chorused.
She smirked at them as she got in, and waved as the car pulled off.
Addison watched until the taillights faded into the night before turning and going inside. She fixed a martini for herself and a scotch for Derek, who had come to stand behind her.
“Addie-”
“Sit down, Derek.”
He took his drink and sat.
Addison picked up her purse and sat beside him. She took a sip of her drink, a deep breath, and looked him in the eye. “I’ve moved on Derek.” His eyes immediately dropped to his drink, and he downed half its contents. She continued, “I have a beautiful home, a terrific job where I’m guaranteed to be the next COS, and a man who loves me. Perhaps, more importantly he’s in love with me.” She reached in her purse and removed the Tiffany’s box. “And he wants to marry me.” She opened the box and set it on the table in front of them. “He also has great taste in jewelry.”
Derek downed the rest of the glass, “Congratulations.” He stood and walked over to the bar for a refill.
“You’ll notice I’m not wearing the ring.”
He took another gulp before asking, “Why not?”
“Because I haven’t said yes, yet.”
“Yet? So, you intend to say yes?”
“I don’t know. That depends.”
“On what?”
“On you.” He looked up at that. She sighed and took a large gulp of her martini. She looked up and met his eyes. “I’m still in love with you. As much as I try to deny it and put it out of my head, I am. I am trying to be happy, to act like I don’t have a gaping hole in my soul, that only you can fill.”
He moved and sat next to her again, taking her hand. “Addison-”
“No, Derek, no.” She snatched her hand back. “I can’t do this again. I can’t get hurt again. I can’t-”
“Addie, look at me.” He placed his hands on either side of her face. “I love you and I’m not going to hurt you again. I will never leave you. I vow to be by your side until the day I die.”
Addison looked at him with tear-filled eyes, “I’ve heard that vow before.”
“Give me another chance, Addie, please.”
She searched his eyes for what felt like an eternity to Derek, before finally nodding. “One more chance,” she whispered.
A wide grin split his face. “Thank you.” He kissed her forehead. “Thank you,” he kissed one cheek. “Thank you,” he kissed the other cheek. “Thank you,” he brushed over her lips once, twice, three times before deepening the kiss. Addison responded immediately, threading her fingers through his hair and parting her lips to allow his tongue entry.
As their tongues dueled in her mouth, one of Derek’s hands left her face to travel down her side to her hip. Addison in turn reached down and grabbed a handful of Derek’s shirt, yanking it over his head. As the shirt passed their faces she glued her lips back to his, softly moaning as his hand at her hip traveled slowly up to cup her breast. He began to gently massage her through her shirt, causing her to squirm. He leaned back and pulled the shirt off, tossing it over his shoulder. He gazed heatedly at her breasts encased in red lace, and she felt her nipples harden. He reached up and cupped her breasts with his hands, as he leaned forward to capture her lips with his. He continued to massage them as he trailed his kisses down her neck and to the spot behind her ear that made her weak. As he sucked the spot, he gently squeezed her nipple sending a jolt of electricity straight between her legs, and causing her to moan loudly into his mouth. He smirked and continued to drop kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, continuing to the swell of her breasts. He licked each side and blew cold air over it causing her to shiver. He kissed the valley between her breasts and continued his journey down, his tongue swirling in her navel and stopping above her jeans. His fingers danced along the waistband, knowing she was especially ticklish there. After her laughter subsided, he looked up into her eyes, “Are you sure Addie?” At her nod, he stood up and lifted her into his arms, “Then we’re taking this upstairs,” he stated over her giggles.
Once safely in her bedroom, Derek gently laid her on the bed, before covering her body with his. He returned his lips to hers, his hands diving in her hair as hers stroked up and down his back. His hands deftly popped the button on her jeans, and a hand slid inside, eliciting a soft moan. He then moved down her body, dragging the pants with him. He began to make his way back up her legs, dropping kisses on the inside of her thighs inching closer and closer to her center. She began to shiver as he traced his fingers along the edge of her panties, teasing her. He kissed her through her panties and she felt another jolt through her body. He slowly removed her underwear and began to stroke her sensitive flesh. She bit her lip and tossed her head back on the bed allowing herself to get lost in the sensations. She felt his breath against her an instant before she felt his tongue. She cried out and arched her back, unconsciously pushing herself further into him. Addison could feel herself getting closer, “Derek,” she breathed. He looked up at her and smirked before changing tactics: he began to suck as hard as he could. “FUCK!!” Addison screamed, clawing at the sheets, his hair, anything she could reach, twisting her body as he stabilized her by the hips. When he finished, he crawled back up the bed and watched her as she caught her breath. Addison looked at him through hooded eyes, then rolled over and straddled him. She leaned down and kissed him while her hands worked to remove his jeans and boxers. They both used their legs to kick them off. Addison began to stroke him and watched his abs tense in response to her touch. “Addie,” he hissed. She looked up and met his eyes; she understood perfectly what he wanted. She lifted her hips and sank down on him slowly, both of them moaning. Derek’s hands came to rest on hips as she found her pace, slow and sweet. Soon, however, both needed more and Derek flipped them increasing the pace. Addison’s eyes fluttered closed and she dug her nails into the flesh of his back, holding him as tight as possible. “I love you, Addison,” he whispered in her ear. She opened her eyes and met his gaze, “I love you, Derek.” Another stroke and they both let go, exploding together. Derek rolled to the side then pulled her close, “Thank you,” he said kissing her shoulder. “That was just…thank you…wow…”
“Derek?” Addison mumbled from her spot on his chest.
“Yeah, Addie?”
“Go to sleep.”
Derek chuckled and kissed her forehead, “Yes, dear.”
The next morning Derek awakes to the sound of his cell phone ringing. He feels Addison shift against his chest and he smiles. He picks it up to press ignore when he sees Burke’s number on the caller id. “Hey,” he whispered, “What’s up?”
“Derek, you need to come back to Seattle.”
“Preston, that’s not happening,” he says lightly stroking Addie’s hair.
“No. Derek you need to come now.” Burke sighs, “It’s the Chief, he’s been admitted.”
Derek’s hand stilled. “What happened?”
“The tumor…It’s back.”
Derek sighed, “Preston, I…”
“Derek. He’s asking for you.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Derek hung up the phone, and looked down at Addie. He brushed her hair from her face pressed a kiss to her brow. He slid out of bed and got dressed. He returned to the bed and gently shook Addie to wake her. She mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over, pulling the covers over her head. He laughed and kissed the pouf of red hair sticking out. “Alright, baby, you sleep. I’ll call you.”
He grabbed his bags and got ready to walk out, when he was struck with a feeling of foreboding. He grabbed a piece of stationary off her desk and wrote a quick note.
Addie-
Had to go back to Seattle. Richard’s tumor is back. Come out as soon as you can, I’ll call you when I get there.
I love you,
-D
(P.S. I really enjoyed last night, looking forward to more.)
He placed it on the pillow where she would be sure to see it, and kissed her again. Then with one last look, he left. Addison shifted in bed and jostled the pillow, causing the note to float through the crevice between the mattress and the headboard to the floor behind the bed.
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