Derek And Meredith Age Gap Novels & Stories

“So, how old is Carmen?” “She’s 11 months younger than me and just turned 23,” I say. A look of surprise passes over Meredith’s face. “Que? (What?)” I ask her. “I’m just realizing that I don’t know a lot about you two. I just found out how old you are and that you have a sister.” I look at Hakeem and we both feel the same surprise that she does. It feels as if we know each other’s bodies and moods so intimately, but we really know nothing about her and she knows nothing about us.

“Only if I had listened to Mother. If I had, I wouldn’t be in the mess I’m in now, and Kelly would be alive at the very least. I . . . I really am starting to believe Dawson had come here to . . .” He didn’t have to finish the sentence. Catherine knew what he was getting at. She approached him. “I am, too. Derek is a well-known player - way more than Trevor Hudson ever was these days. As far as I know, Trevor never seduced a married woman or any of his girlfriends’ mothers. Having a child would put a slight crimp in Derek’s lifestyle, I’m sure. Rumors in ballrooms have it his parents are becoming more than a little embarrassed by his behavior – especially at his age. I think he’s the same ag

“She’s been under pressure, okay? The wedding, the company merger, everything. She's not well. This is all... delusion.” I took a slow, measured step forward. “Right. Of course. I imagined your naked body in a hotel bed next to hers. Probably dreamed the receipts too.” “Receipts?” Ezra scoffed. “What receipts? This is insane.” Meredith turned to the crowd now, voice quivering as she leaned into the role. “She’s always hated me. Ever since we were kids. She said I stole things from her... toys, friends, even dates. But this?” Her eyes brimmed with crocodile tears. “This is too far.”

I bit my lip, glancing toward the door Seth had disappeared through Derek’s jaw clenched. “I mean, he knows we’re fated mates. He knew this was going to happen. Him stepping aside and letting us be together doesn’t look like it’s on the table anymore.” His golden eyes burned with frustration. “He had his mate. And now, what? He wants to take mine?” He shook his head in irritation. “Prick.” Before I could respond, Derek leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead, his touch surprisingly tender despite the tension in his body.

Which meant… One of the culprits could very well be a warrior. I lifted my head. “Before Zach married Gladys, did either of them have past relationships? Anyone that could resurface as a problem?” Zed rubbed his chin. “For Zach, I wouldn’t know. But Gladys…” he glanced at Daniel before continuing, “she and Derek were high school sweethearts.” My brows lifted. “Oh?” “Yes. But they went their separate ways when Derek found his mate. A few months later, she married Zach.” “And have they been in contact since then?” I pressed.

He stayed by her side to prove to her that he was sincere in what he said last night. Except when he had to accompany his grandmother to her room. Lara was forced to stay with Meredith alone. "How old are you again, Lara?" Meredith asked, her smile sweet and her voice gentle. "I just turned twenty-four," she answered truthfully. She already knew why Meredith was asking her age. "And Migo's turning thirty-six next month," she said. She was still smiling, a smile that irritated Lara. "Twelve years is quite a huge gap, isn't it? Don't you find it hard to adjust?"

But so far, she’s considerate and caring and worried about settling me in for my “visit.” What’s worse is she’s my age; she just turned 18, and it shits me that she acts like she’s ten years older. I wonder how long Merideth and my husband have been together, but I refuse to ask. So far, she’s been far more considerate than my jerk of a husband or his Beta.

She leaves her rumble tumble through my underwear drawer to come sit with me. "We werewolves happen to find our mates once we turn eighteen." She started. "Derek's in his twenties and he's not shown any sign or interest in any of the girls hauling themselves at him and boom you show up and he's asking you out to dinner? I'm putting two and two together here." Okay, that was a lot to swallow but I did doubt the chances. "You are building up a lot on just one dinner date, Mel." I said brushing off the idea.

"Sorry, I really am exhausted today. I didn't mean to take it out on you." "Mom and Dad are getting older. Taking care of Jamie is a lot for them. Just stay put and wait for me. I'll be home to see you soon." "Don't make me worry about you out here, okay?" I was silent for a moment. "Okay. Then maybe when you come back, we can finally make it official." Derek's patience finally ran out. "We'll talk about it when there's time. I'm going to sleep." We'd never managed to actually get married. Even after Jamie was born, somehow there was never the right moment.

***FLASHBACK*** I had just clocked 21 when I began to feel so drawn to Derek, even now, as I stood in a crowd of werewolves celebrating the festival of the moon goddess, I could easily pick up his alluring scent that was beginning to drive me crazy and different times, I had seen him steal glances at me, I guess he knew, he must have known for years that we were mates, yes, for years, Derek was 25 years old, a whooping 4 years older than I was. My eyes caught Derek's amid the crowd, but as soon as they did, I averted my gaze, shy and embarrassed that I had been caught staring, I began to make my way out of the hall where the party was being held. In no time, I found my way out and began to w