Derek laughed and looked around the apartment. "I know I could, but I have so much important sitting around and doing nothing I have do." Another reason why he had felt the need to hit the road-- there was no end to trouble in Beacon Hills, and he needed a break from it for a while. But he'd be back if Scott's pack ever really needed him.
For now, though, his attention was focused on the woman currently moving closer to him. He looked down at Freya, still smiling. Their height difference was sometimes fairly amusing, but he couldn't deny it made certain things fun.
Once she made contact, his hands dropped down to her waist, holding her right where she was. "You. Were. Right." He pretended to have to grit out every syllable. "Happy?"
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Date: 2016-10-12 04:24 pm (UTC)Derek laughed and looked around the apartment. "I know I could, but I have so much important sitting around and doing nothing I have do." Another reason why he had felt the need to hit the road-- there was no end to trouble in Beacon Hills, and he needed a break from it for a while. But he'd be back if Scott's pack ever really needed him.
For now, though, his attention was focused on the woman currently moving closer to him. He looked down at Freya, still smiling. Their height difference was sometimes fairly amusing, but he couldn't deny it made certain things fun.
Once she made contact, his hands dropped down to her waist, holding her right where she was. "You. Were. Right." He pretended to have to grit out every syllable. "Happy?"