Debbie And Derek Novels & Stories

I mumbled. Robyn grinned, oblivious. “I’m so happy you like him, Mom. Derek’s, like, the best thing that’s ever happened to me. He’s sweet, funny, and God, I love him so much. I can’t wait to marry him.” I nearly choked, gripping the counter. “That’s… great sweetie,” I said, forcing a smile. “I'm happy for you, he’s a good guy.” Derek’s eyes flicked to me, a glint of something– amusement, maybe desire, before he kissed Robyn’s forehead. “Love you too, babe.”

I knew it was too much for me to eat, but I didn't say anything because I knew he would eat most of it. The basketball players and cheerleaders came over to our table. They were listening to Derek tell stories about when he used to play in high school. I was sitting on his lap as he spoke. "You and Vivian were the couple of the year back when you were in high school. I can't imagine how upset you are that she isn't your mate," Chelsy, the head cheerleader, said "I am not upset that Vivian isn't my mate. I am happy that the Moon Goddess blessed me with this beautiful woman right here," Derek said, kissing the top of my head. I couldn't help the smile that came on my face.

They all waved, blew one last round of air kisses, and the call ended, leaving the group chat still buzzing on Caleb’s screen with their laughing emojis and playful stickers scattered across the thread. ****** ◈AFTER THE CALL◈ Caleb stepped into the living room. Asher sat on the couch with a tablet on his knee, and at the sight of Caleb, his eyes softened. “You look very happy. What happened?” he asked. Caleb sat beside him and leaned gently against his shoulder. “Derek is getting married.” Asher blinked in surprise. “Really? To who?” “His name is Jesse.” Asher paused for a moment. “Do I know this Jesse?”

We could take them if it came to that. Derek sat at the center of a large U-shaped leather booth, legs spread arrogantly, a glass of amber liquor in his hand. I took the seat directly opposite him, the marble table between us acting as both a barrier and a battlefield. Our men stood behind us like statues, hands hovering near their weapons. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Don Wani,” Derek said, flashing a smug smile. “But I’ll admit… I’m quite disappointed.” I leaned back slightly, my eyes never leaving his. “Disappointed by what exactly?”

Davina I am so happy it’s finally Christmas break. I’ve been spending much needed time with the girls. With planning the luna ceremony, wedding and thanksgiving, I needed a break too. Derek has been off with Mark for the past three days having some big meeting with his company in San Francisco. They should be back in two days. I normally would’ve gone but I’m not flying this late in the pregnancy. Since Derek is gone the girls have been having a slumber party in my room for the past three days. We haven’t all cuddled in bed in so long. I peak an eye open and notice they’re both up staring at me, waiting for me to get up. I open both eyes and laugh.

The fabric of my dress felt too thin. I was both relieved and distraught when his hands fell away as we stopped at a table. “This is Derek, he’s the CEO of Acrobots, and this is his lovely wife, Lesley.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.” I said on cue. While Derek returned my greeting his wife regarded me a cool gaze, till he nudged her lightly. “Pleasure.” She said and returned to the conversation she was having with him before I showed up. What a warm couple.

It would probably be closer to a week before he forgot about it, or at least stopped asking whenever we had sex. The fact that Derek was laughing made me think he must be pretty confident… about something. I pushed that thought away as fast as I could. “Whatever, you’re both disgusting.” “Somebody else is pretty uptight,” Derek said over his shoulder. “Amen,” Shanna agreed. “Fuck you,” I said humorously to Derek. “And you, too,” I added to the rearview mirror. “She’s got a whole diamond mine in her ass,” Shanna said. “I hear it’s like the De Beers company back there,” Derek agreed.

“So you're saying this has nothing to do with chasing Liv?” Derek took a slow sip of water. “No. I mean, of course I'm attracted to her,” he said finally. “There's been some tension between us right from the day we met, but we cleared the air at your party. We talked and we decided to stay friends.” Isabella raised an eyebrow. “You decided to be friends. You are never ‘just friends’ with women, Derek.” “We both agreed on it, I swear. You can ask her yourself if you want.”

I was going out Friday night for pizza and wings with a couple people from our crew, and Derek was going to sit at home and call Eve before joining us. Derek mentioned to some people he had a date Saturday night he was really looking forward to, which peaked some interest. He talked about dates often but never one he was actually excited about and so they were all wanting a report back. Friday night came fast and I was out for dinner, waiting to hear from Derek. He texted me he was parking and to meet him at the bar. I excused myself from the table to go claim a stool, and ordered us a couple beers. He came in, practically running at me.

she said, leaning back, “I heard the story from a friend of mine…the delivery girl, tripping… bla bla…” I peeked at her. “Are you done?” “Not even close.” I dropped my hands. “Please don’t tell me you’re enjoying this.” “Very much.” I shook my head and went back to my sandwich. “Anyway,” Maya continued, “Derek’s ex is Vanessa Blake.” “Oh?” “Yeah. Cheer captain. Beautiful. Slightly terrifying.” “Sounds lovely.” “They broke up months ago,” she said. “She’s been trying to get back together with him.”