My Prince Derek Chapter 3: Exploring In Many Different Ways...

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After everyone left I decided to explore in my room a little I looked around in all the drawers and cabinets, but nothing to exciting; however I did find a dead hamster in the trash can wrapped in gauze. Don't ask me how that got there.

I decided to go on ahead and explore the castle, and try find out where everything is especially the bathroom.

Once I left my room, I got the idea to tie a piece of string to the door handle so just in case I got lost I could follow the string back.  I walked to the end of the corridor and i was already out of string. 

From there I decided to take a chance and dropped the string, and continued to stroll down the hallway. 

The long winding turns started to hurt my head I don't know where I am and how to get back and I really need to use the restroom. 

To my luck I turned a corner to find Derek leaning against the wall I trotted over to him to ask how to get back; however, when I got closer he had other things in mind.  He grabbed my wrist and starting running.  I don't know why I was running, but my heart was racing with excitement until we turned into a room. 

The room had all glass walls with a view of the exotic garden with giant flowers everywhere.  I turned around to see Derek bending over holding his stomach.  I rushed over to him putting my hand on his back.  I was so scared he was sick because if I needed to get help I would not be able to find anyone in this maze of a house. 

Thankfully he was okay after taking a few deep breathes.  He turned to me and put his arm around my waist and pulled me close.  I didn't know how to react I have never had my heart race as fast as it was when I was with him. 

Derek kept pulling me inch by inch closer till my legs were tangled around his.  I tipped my head up just enough to look into his eyes. 

Derek's eyes looked down on me.  I never knew he was this tall up close, but my eyes were tracing his features until my body took over and I pulled my hand up to his face and traced his jaw and lips. 

To my surprise he moaned at this and closed his eyes. 

I don't know how I ended up with my legs around his waist against the door, but for all I knew I was not going to let him go. 

I looked up and groaned and he answered me back with nibbling of my neck and looked up at me and leaned in for my lips.  At first his lips grazed over mine then his tongue traced my bottom lip. 

Okay, Zita you are getting way to excited over this.  I mean get a grip he isn't even that cute. 

As much as I was trying to convince myself I couldn't push him away.  All of a sudden he stopped and let go of my butt and I feel to the ground. 

Derek blushed and backed away slowly.  He had a sheepish grin and shy eyes. 

I didn't even know he was holding out his hand to help me up until he cleared his throat.  With that I blushed and flashed a small smile myself as he helped me up. 

"Uh, sorry I guess I just lost control." Derek grinned shyly. 

I don't know why he didn't show this 'non cocky' side of him more often.  I mean he was charming and cute. 

I forgot he said something to me and hastily replied,"Oh yeah, um, it's okay I did too I guess.  So...what were you doing in the hallway alone?" 

Oddly enough he just looked at me and smiled replying, "Babe, don't tell anyone about this. I cracked and I admit I was...in a way...following you." 

I looked at him confused.  I just realised two major things; first, this guy was an asshole, and second I couldn't believe I had a tiny-weenie crush on him.  

I smiled sweetly at him and asked him where the bathroom is.  Derek took me by the hand and lead me out of the room through the maze of corridors until we stood in front of another door. 

Derek then opened the door and waited till I walked through the door.  While I was in the bathroom I was hoping he would wait for me outside the door; however, as expected of the male specious he was no where in sight. 

Cursing at myself for actually thinking his sweet side would last; I retreated from the bathroom. 

I turned down a few hallways till I finally found the hallway with my room.  I strolled down the lightly lite corridor trying to not think of Derek and his mixed messages. 

When I noticed my door was slightly open, I was curious if someone went into my room. 

When I finally got the courage to open the door, I was frozen to see someone sitting on my bed. 

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