If Im Not In Love

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If somebody asked Derek if he and Meredith had a place, it was Joe's Bar. It was where they came when something was bothering them to have a drink with a friend or ex-husband or ex-wife. It was where they came between double shifts at the hospital to pass time and, most importantly it just where they spent time with friends, like tonight.

Meredith was at a corner table of the bar, watching as she downed shots and had a beer with the people from the hospital who she had become such close friends with. Derek couldn't help but laugh as Cristina kept her from falling off of her stool which only made Meredith laugh harder as she ordered another drink. Nights like this, he was perfectly content, sitting at the bar with a glass of scotch and watching her enjoy herself. It made him happy.

He could only imagine what they were talking about. Probably crazy surgeries that they wanted in on or something another doctor had done to them at the hospital earlier that day. Derek looked over to the other side of the bar where the interns were sitting, probably talking about the same thing, before turning back to look at Meredith and see one of her friends gesture over to come get her. Again, he couldn't help but laugh as she stumbled a bit and be thankful that her friends knew when she'd had enough.

"Woah there..." Derek laughed, grabbing Meredith as Alex let go of her and she almost fell over again.

"Hi you." Her head was foggy enough that she totally disregarded those around her and leaned into Derek immediately. He was hot, amazing even and even hotter with alcohol.

"How are you feeling?" He laughed, holding onto her waist and kissing her forehead.

"Good." She giggled, opening her lips.

"Yeah...I can see that." He smiled, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Hi..." Her cheeks were rosy.

"Ready to go home?"

"Home." She gasped, as she began to move her hips to the beat of the music filling the bar.

"With a bed...that you're going to want very soon."

"You in the bed naked." She giggled, moving his hands to her ass as she danced.

"How many drinks did you have?" He laughed, shaking his head.

"Enough to get naked." She giggled.

"You don't need drinks for that."

'To get naked on the bar floor I do." She teased, turning her back to him as she began grinding her ass against him.

"On the floor?" He breathed, holding firmly onto her waist.

"Uh huh..."

"We're in the middle of a bar."

"We had sex in the post office last week."

"In the bathroom."

"So what's wrong with now." She turned around, pressing her body against his as she stumbled on her foot.

"We're in public." He barely got out before she kissed him hard.

"Everyone could be jealous." Meredith ran her hands over his chest.

"I don't know...I'm pretty sure we'd get banned from coming here."

"No!" She gasped as if it wouldn't happen. Her fingers moved to the first button on his top. "You and me...fucking against the..."

"What?"

"Bar!" She placed her lips just below his chin.

"Mer...we can't..." He breathed, as she reached down and stroked him through his pants.