merder mafia leader in love

chapter 8

Meredith's pov:
I sit up in bed. "Yes this is meredith" I say. "Are you alone?" He asks. "Yes" I say. "Did you get what we asked you to?" He asks. He asked me to get the name of the person Derek's trying to catch next. "I'm sorry I couldn't ask him" I say. "Is he still with you?" He asks. "No he left" I say. "Does he know anything.. about you working with us?" He asks. "..no" I lie. "Good.. try and get the name of the guy meredith.. we don't want anyone getting hurt" he says. "Okay" is say. He hangs up.

Derek's pov:
I feel bad for leaving but I needed to. I get in the car and start ringing all my guys as I drive to the office. I sit in my office for hours talking to all my colleagues about what we're going to do. It's about 5am when I finally leave. I drive to the cafe.

I walk into her apartment. She's awake still. She's sat in bed. I see her wipe her eyes. She's been crying. I walk over to her. "What are you doing here?" She asks. "I missed you.. and I feel bad for leaving like that" I say. I sit next to her in bed. "Why are you crying?" I wipe her tears with my thumbs. "I'm sorry" she says. "Mer I'm not angry at you.. I'm so sorry for leaving baby" I kiss her softly. "You're not angry?" She asks. "No.. I mean, I was.. but no I'm not anymore" I say. She kisses me softly. We lay down in bed, falling asleep in eachothers arms.

Meredith's pov:
"Derek" I whisper. He doesn't wake up. I run my fingers through his hair. "Der" I kiss him softly. I giggle as he deepens the kiss, pulling me ontop of him. I still don't have any panties on from yesterday so he reaches down and starts rubbing my clit. I moan against his lips. I bite his bottom lip gently. He starts rubbing my clit faster. I kiss him again, our tongues fighting. I grab onto the sheets, pulling on them as I feel my orgasm approaching. I let out a quiet wimper against his lips as a small but powerful wave of pleasure runs through my body. I pull my lips away from his. "Wow.. Good morning to you too" I giggle. He grins.

"I really am sorry for leaving yesterday.. I didn't mean to just.. you know, fuck you and then leave you here" he says. "Its okay.. really, you had to.." I say. I roll off of him, laying next to him. "I got a call yesterday" I say. "Mm.." he nods. "From the detective" I say. He sits up. I sit up too. "He wants me to find out who you are trying to catch" I tell him. "They want to find them first.." he says. "I think so" I say. "Interesting" he mutters.

"Okay baby.." he puts his hands on my waist, pulling me onto his lap so I'm straddling him "you can tell them that the person I'm after is.. Jackson avery" he says. "Is it?" I ask. "Nope.. he's one of my guys" he says. "Wha- why would-?" I ask. "Me and the guys agreed what we're gonna do.. we'll give a fake name. Jackson told me to use his.. he's not done any crimes.. no criminal record" he says. "But why-?" I say. "Because we need to buy ourselves time to find the guy we're actually trying to catch" he says. "But can't I get into trouble for lying to the police?" I ask. "Would I get you into trouble?" He says. I shake my head. "Okay" I say. I pick up my phone.

I ring the number from yesterday. "Miss grey" the guy says. "Detective forbes" I say. "Did you get a name?" He asks. "Jackson avery" I say. "Did he suspect anything?" He asks. Derek starts kissing my neck. "No" I say. "Good.. I'll ring you if I need anything else okay?" He says. "Okay" I say. "Thankyou meredith.. you did a good thing" he says. He hangs up. "Did he believe it?" Derek asks. I nod.

"Okay.. I gotta get up" I kiss him. "Noo" he wraps his arms around me so I can't move. I giggle. "I've got work" I say. "I don't" he says. "But I do" I chuckle. "Well what am I supposed to do?" He says. "I dunno" I giggle. "I wanna hang out with you" he kisses me. "You can.. help me wait tables?" I smirk. "Uhh.. sure" he says. "Really?" I grin. "Sure" he chuckles.

We get ready and go upstairs. We clean up a little before I open the cafe. "Here" I put an apron on him, tying it around his waist. He chuckles. "How do I look?" He smirks. "Beautiful" I tease. "Shutup" he chuckles. I giggle as he kisses me, pushing me up against the counter. Someone walks into the cafe. We pull apart, trying to act normal.

Someone else walks in too. "You go to that table, I'll get that one" I point at the tables. He nods. We start to walk to the tables. "Wait" he says. I look at him. "What do I say?" He whispers. I chuckle. "Say hi I'm gonna be your waiter today is there anything I can get for you" I say. I hand him a notebook and a pen so he can write down the order. "Okay" he says. I smile. He's so cute. We walk to the tables.

I look at derek. We're behind the counter. I'm getting my customers food ready as he's talking to his customer. "Yes you did" Derek says. "No I didn't" the customer says. "I didn't want cinnamon on the coffee" she says. "Fine" he puts his hand into the cup, scooping out the cinnamon and foam and shaking it off of his hand onto the side. The customer gasps. He grins. My eyes go wide. "I'm sorry I'll get you a new coffee straight away" I say, grabbing the mug. She walks away. "Derek" I hit him. "She asked for cinnamon.. the stupid ass-" he mumbles. "Don't argue with the customers" I chuckle. "Make a new coffee.. no cinnamon" I pass him the mug. "Okay boss" he smirks. I chuckle. I give the food to my customer.

He makes a new coffee. "Be nice" I say. He walks over to the customer, putting the coffee on the table and walking back over to me. "Oh shit" I whisper to myself as the customer walks over with the coffee in her hand. "I asked for cream" she puts the coffee on the counter. His jaw clenches. "No.. you didn't" he says. "Yes I did" she says. "No you didn't" he says. "Look.. I wrote down what you ordered.." he shows his notepad "and it doesn't say cream" he says. "That's not my problem.. I want cream" she says. "Fine" he gets the whipped cream, putting some ontop of the coffee. "More than that" she rolls her eyes. He looks at her.

I bite my lip. He's so hot when he's angry. "Fine" he pours basically the entire bottle of whipped cream on the coffee. I giggle. The customer glares at me. I bite my lip, looking away, trying not to laugh. "Are you the manager?" She asks. Technically, I am the one in charge. "Yeah" I say. "Are you not gonna do anything about him?" She says. I look at derek. He smirks. I try not to laugh. "Uhh.. no" I say. "You just let your workers talk to customers like that?" She says. "Hes just working here for today.. i wanted the extra help" I tell her. "Hes not even a waiter?" She says. "I'm a mafia leader" he smirks. She looks at me. "Hes just.. joking" I lie. "She's lying" he grins. "Whatever.." she rolls her eyes. She puts 5$ on the counter before leaving.

"Derek shepherd.." I hit him "you can't talk to customers like that" I hit him again. "I saw you laughing" he smirks. "Shutup.. I'm your boss" I smirk. "Sleeping with the boss? You gonna tell me off for that too?" He smirks, putting his hands on my waist. "Mm.. no" I giggle. He kisses me. "You're sooo fired" I smirk. He laughs. "Can you go to the pharmacy? I still haven't been" I hand him the 50$ he gave me yesterday. "Sure" he chuckles. "I'll be back" he smirks. He kisses me before walking away.