Chapter 11

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"So who's McSteamy?" Christina asked as she caught up to Meredith in the hall later that day.. Mereidth turned her head puzzled and pursed her lips together..

"Who?"

"McSteamy, the hottie you walked off with earlier.. the one you looked like you saw a ghost when he called out to you."

"Oh." Meredith mumbled "Its Mark."

"Who's Mark?" she asked intrigued...

"He's just someone I knew back in Connecticut but it doesn't matter so much as he's also your competition for that surgery you're drooling over."

"Damn." She muttered "You think if I sleep with him he'll let me in?"

"If you sleep with him wouldn't YOU be letting him in?" she retorted... Christina stopped and looked at her with shock on her face.. Meredith stopped and turned back at Christina puzzled...

"what?"

"Was that sarcasm I sensed in you Miss Statue?" she asked... Meredith rolled her eyes... "FYI you shouldn't keep it, it doesn't suite you."

"Whatever." Meredith said rolling her eyes again...

"Oh holy hotness!" Christina gasped... Meredith furrowed her brow in confusion as she saw Christina looking past her shoulder... "Whoever that is with McSteamy is a piece of god given heaven."

Meredith furrowed her brow and slowly turned around, there she saw at the nurses station standing next to Mark.. he stood looking over a chart faced sideways, but she could recognize his dark wavy locks and his soft masculine face covered with is sexy stubble anywhere...

She could almost smell his scent from down the hall and saw his tongue whip across his lips to wet the soft skin as he concentrated hard on what he was reading with his deep blue eyes.. her eyes widened as her heart jumped in her chest...

"Oh no." she gasped under her breath and turned shoving Christina into an empty linen closet..

"Hey!" Christina shrieked as she was slammed into a shelf.. she looked up to see Meredith's body plastered against the door panting heavily with a pale look on her face and a panicked expression.. "What the hell Mer... and who is that?"

Meredith looked at her out of breath as she felt her heart pound in her chest and she felt her legs starting to go limp.. she swallowed hard as she gasped for a little breath of air and looked at her friend finding what little voice she could muster she whispered out...

"It's my husband."

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