merder mafia leader in love

chapter 22

Meredith's pov:
"Hi baby" Derek says over the phone. "Hi" I say. "Are you okay? Did you just wake up?" He asks. "Mm I feel sick" I say. "You want me to come over?" He asks. "No I look like shit" I say. "I'm coming over" he chuckles softly. "Fine but be prepared to never get a hard on for me again" I say. He laughs. "Don't you have work?" I ask. "Yeah but I would much rather take care of my sick girlfriend" he says. "Okay" I grin. "I'll be there soon" he says. "Kay" I mumble. He hangs up. I end up falling asleep a few minutes later.

I open my eyes slowly. I groan, sitting up. My stomach hurts. "Hi baby" Derek walks over to me. "Hi" I say. "You okay? How do you feel?" He brushes my hair out of my face. "Sick" I moan "you should go.. save yourself before you catch it" I say dramatically. He laughs. "Just shut up.. and relax" he says. I giggle.

"Here" he hands me a bottle of water. I take a sip. I whine, laying down. "You need anything?" He asks. "You" I hold my arms out. "I want cuddles" I say. He gets into bed with me, pulling me into his arms.

"I hate being sick" I mumble into his chest. "Its okay.. you still look sexy as hell" he says. I giggle. "Ow.. don't make me laugh.. I have a headache" I groan. "Sorry" he chuckles. "Take off your shirt" I say. "What?" He chuckles. "Take it off!" I groan.

I giggles as he sits up, pulling off his shirt. I sit up, pulling off my nightie and slipping on his shirt instead. I throw my nightie onto the floor. "Better" I mumble, wrapping my arms around him and pushing my face into his chest. "Love you" I mumble into his chest. "I love you too baby, get some rest" he whispers, running his fingers through my hair. "Am I still a turn On? You don't find me repulsive?" I mumble. He chuckles. "You're a huge turn on.. you're sexy even when you're sick.. don't worry" he says. "Good" I mumble. He chuckles softly. I fall asleep.

I wake up a few hours later. I lift my head up slowly from his chest. "Good morning sunshine" he grins. I giggle. "You feel better baby?" He brushes my hair out of my face. "A little bit" I say. "Good.. do you need anything? Are you hungry?" He asks. "No thankyou" I wrap my arms tight around his waist, pushing my face into his chest. He wraps his arms around me. "You sure?" He strokes my hair with his hand. "I'm hungry" I say. "You want me to make you something?" He asks. "No I want you to stay here" I snuggle further into his chest. "Baby-" he says. "No.. I want cuddles" I say. "Okay.. how about I.. call my chef? You need to eat.. we don't have to move.. okay?" He says. "Okay" I say. He calls his chef.

He cuddles into me. "I'm bored.. I can't sleep anymore" I mumble. "You wanna do something? We can watch TV or.. I'm out of ideas" he says. I giggle. I groan, sitting up. "Ugh I feel like I'm gonna puke" I moan. "Please don't do it on me" he says. I giggle. "I won't" I chuckle. We sit next to eachother. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his embrace. "Mm" I smile, kissing him on the chest softly before snuggling into him.

2 hours later:
Derek's chef made us some food, we ate it and I feel a bit better. "I love you" I snuggle into derek. He wraps his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. "You're adorable when you're sick" he kisses my neck. "I'm not adorable all the time?" I pout teasingly. "Yes you are" he chuckles softly.

"Ive never had a boyfriend to take care of me when I'm sick.. its nice" I smile, kissing him on the cheek. "I've never had a girlfriend that I'd take a day off of work for to look after" he says. "Not even Addison?" I say. "Not even Addison" he chuckles softly. I snuggle back into him further. "Hey" he whispers. "Mm?" I look back at him. He looks at me. "What?" I smile. "I love you so much more than I ever loved Addison" he says. I look into his eyes. "You know that, right?" He says. "I do" I smile. He kisses me softly. "Do you feel a bit better?" He asks. I nod.

"Anything hurt?" He asks. "Back.. but that's not because I'm ill" I smirk at him. He laughs. "You want me to give you a massage?" He whispers. I nod, smiling. "Lay down on your stomach" he says.

"If you keep moaning like that I'm not going to be able to control myself" he says. "I can't help it.. you have the best hands" I moan. "Yes.. I do" he runs his hand down my back. "And my hands need to feel you.. desperately" he runs his hand over my ass. I giggle. "You have the sexiest back" he says. I moan quietly as I feel his tongue on my back as he starts sucking on my skin.

"Does your back feel better?" He asks. "Mm" I nod. "Roll over" he says. I giggle as he slaps my ass. I turn over. "Thankyou" I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me. He hovers over me, moving between my legs. I kiss him passionately. I moan as he deepens the kiss. Our tongues fight hungrly.

I pull away breathless. He looks into my eyes as I try to catch my breath. "I can't breathe through my nose" I giggle. "Oh" He chuckles. "You know you're probably gonna get sick too now right?" I giggle. "Will you take care of me?" He pouts jokingly. "Mm.. maybe" I grin. "Ass" he says. "Mm.. you love my ass" I giggle, grinning. He chuckles, kissing me softly. "I'm tired" I yawn. "Me too" he says. "I love you" I say. "I love you too" he says. We cuddle up together, falling asleep in eachothers arms.