officailly yours

part 2

Completely confused he walked inside the house with the confidence he always walked in. He had been more times he could even remember inside that apartment. "Mer?" he called heading towards her bedroom

"Derek?!?" Meredith gasped jumping up the bed. She looked around, looking for a place to hide behind; looking for a way to hide the dress Derek's fiancée was going to walk down the isle with.

"The boys left and I was feeling like t-" his voice suddenly stopped, his eyes had connected with her anxious form and he couldn't muster even the ending of that word, something deep inside of him was happening and all he could think about was that he was sure he had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life.

"I am so sorry Derek" Meredith apologized "I tried it on and now the zipper is stuck" she tried to explain, her eyes on the floor with embarrassment as she talked "Cristina was going to get something to help me take it off"

"She just left" Derek informed pointing towards the door with his finger, finally his voice had returned but he still couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

"Just great" Meredith sighed sitting back on the edge of the bed "Bitch" she hissed under her breath

Derek chuckled at the endearing expression on her face before joining her on the bed as he sat down on the opposite corner. Meredith's head moved instantly when she heard him chuckle, she felt even more embarrassed then, if that were possible.

"You shouldn't have seen it" Meredith apologized again

"It's ok Mer" he reassured her, but his words didn't convince her, so he tried again "No one has to know" with a wink he made her smile.

After a second of silence he moved the bottle of tequila he had been hiding behind him to rest on his knee "Look who I brought" he said, referring to the brand of her favorite tequila.

Meredith smiled before shaking her head no "I can't drink anymore, we just finished a bottle"

"Come on Mer, this is my last night as a bachelor"

His words saddened her even more. Not wanting to let him see it she smiled and standing up she gave in "Ok, but just one shot"

Meredith looked down at the dress, she was stuck on it and Cristina was gone, the only help she could have now was Derek "Could you help me get out if this dress first?"

Derek looked at her, his eyes swept her entire body, from the hem of the very full skirt of the wedding gown to the golden tresses loose around her shoulders and for much his eyes travelled up and down her body he couldn't stop looking, he couldn't get enough of how beautiful she looked.

"Just leave it on, you look... umm... good, really good on it" he said softly, his cheeks warming with the things that were passing through his head.

Meredith's cheeks turned pink at his words and not seeing any other option she walked out of the room and towards her living room with the skirt of the dress in her hands, keeping it from getting dirty on the floor.

Derek followed after her with hesitation, there was something happening inside of him and he wasn't sure what that was, the entire day he had been mistaking it as nerves from the wedding, but now he was hesitating. Meredith always calmed him but today, the day he needed her to calm him the most she was making him even more nervous, if nerves were what he was suffering from.

"What's on your mind?" Meredith asked as she took 2 shot glasses out of the cocktail cabinet and placed them on the coffee table

Derek simply sighed and leaned back on the couch. Meredith decided to give him a few seconds to think, she poured them both a shot while she waited. Handing it to him Meredith also leaned back on the couch "Come on, spill" she insisted as she popped her feet up the coffee table and crossed them at her ankles, but not before sliding the dress up to rest on her thighs and leaving her legs completely bare.