The Seventh Sense is Love

Second First Day

Derek hears Meredith's car in his driveway thirty minutes later. He smiles as he pours her a glass of wine and takes it with him to open the front door.

Meredith is walking up to Derek's front door when it opens and startles her a bit.

"Hi Meredith," Derek says with a smile. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's okay," she answers as she stops in front of him. Then asks, "How did you know I was here?"

"I heard you pull into the driveway."

"Oh," she says, feeling a little stupid.

Derek smiles at her again, holds out the wine to her and says, "Come in, have a glass of wine."

Meredith steps inside the front door and reaches to take the wine at the same time. Their fingers brush against one another and she feels a little jolt of awareness. "Wine at the front door?" She takes a sip, sighs in pleasure and says, "I could kiss you right now."

Derek grins at her as he shuts the door and replies, "You could. I'm all for kissing."

Meredith giggles and without really thinking about it, places her right hand on his shoulder and stands on her tiptoes to place a quick kiss on Derek's lips. Again, she feels the jolt of electrical awareness and pulls back quickly.

Just as quickly Derek reaches up and holds her hand in place on his shoulder. "Meredith?"

"What?" she whispers, anticipation coiling in her stomach.

"I'm going to kiss you now."

"Okay."

He reaches out and puts his hands gently on her cheeks and tilts her face up toward his. Derek rubs his thumbs along her cheekbones, feeling the softness of her skin.

Meredith glances at his mouth and involuntarily licks her lips. The feel of his hands caressing her face sends her heart accelerating. She leans into him a little, wanting to feel his mouth on hers again. Now.

Derek feels her move and meets her halfway. Their lips connect and they both feel a sense of excitement and completeness. Their brains go hazy as they part their lips at the same moment and feel the silky slide of tongue against tongue for the first time. Derek groans and pulls her body up against his while Meredith wraps her right arm tightly around his neck; careful not to spill the glass of wine still in her left hand.

They have no idea how much time passes as they stand in the foyer of Derek's house - body pressed against body, kissing ravenously. An intense burning in her lungs - signifying a need for copious amounts of oxygen - is what finally pulls Meredith from Derek's arms. She backs away slightly, both of them taking in deep breaths of air. Meredith leans on the wall across from Derek and notes that he is as visibly stirred as she feels. His skin is flushed and he has an obvious erection. She grins, feeling proud of herself for some crazy reason. She takes two healthy gulps of the wine she still holds and then clears her throat.

Derek grins at her and then takes a long deep breath and lets it out slowly. Then he holds out a hand to her and asks, "Are you hungry?"

"More than I realized," she answers as she slips her hand into his.
He chuckles as he leads her to the kitchen. "Is it me just having a dirty mind or was there a double meaning in that answer?"

"Definitely a double meaning," she giggles. "And what exactly is on your dirty mind?"

"If you actually want to eat dinner - I can't answer that."

"Okay," she giggles again. "What can I do to help?"

"Nothing," he answers as he ignites the grill on his stove top. "I just have to grill the steaks. Everything else is ready."