In A Booth

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*sexual situations
ALEX

"What was that?" I say practically jumping away from Derek and almost into a shelf of old dishware.

"Nothing, nothing." He whispers tantilizingly in my ear.

His lips move back to my neck and his hands move playfully over my bare chest and stomach.

"Should we really be back here?" I ask him softly not interrupting him. He doesn't answer instead he just presses himself against me.

"Derek." I whisper.

"Alex, everyone has left for the day its 3am and no one is coming back, its ok." He whispers yet again now nibbling on my ear.

I tried to block everything out of my mind except for him, and it was surprising easy.

The back storeroom was barely lit so I could only catch glimpses of his muscles as they moved longingly in the dark. I closed my eyes and let myself drift away with him to a place of wonder b and happiness.

"Wanna go back home and finish what we started? " I tease.

"Why leave?" He says with a wink.

DEREK

It's 6am and apparently we fell asleep at the bar. I could feel my jeans over my legs but when I looked at her on the booth opposite me it looked like a coat laid over her like a blanket was all that she was wearing.

"Honey wake up." I say nudging her oh so slightly."

"Uh. Ooh. Ouch. Why do I hurt?" She says as her eyes barely open. "Oh, and now I know why. " She says finally taking in her surroundings.

"We need to get dressed and get going. " I say looking around for her clothes.

"They got ripped. . Last night." She said now yawning. "I have a dress in my trunk."

I find her keys and head to get car in the back lot finding a dress stuffed over to one side.

Then something catches my eye something I wish I didn't see.

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