Continuation of If/Then

Part 3

"Go on a date with me." Derek said confidently.

"what?"

"Go on a date with me."

"I- uh- heard you the first time."

"So will you?"

"Will I what?"

Derek looked at her exasperated. 

"Ok I am done with this. Meet me in the lobby at 7 tonight and I will take you out to dinner." Derek said quickly then walked away.

"What are we doing now?!" Meredith yelled after him flabbergasted.

"You heard me." Derek yelled back

At seven, Derek was sitting in the lobby alone. He wasn't quite sure if Meredith was going to go show up. 

At 7:05 he was sure that she wasn't going to show up. This made sense to him, his wife cheated on him, his boss hated him, why should he expect that the woman he couldn't get out of his head would show up? Nothing good was happening and nothing good would happen to him. 

Then he felt fingers brush slowly through his hair, he turned to see her and smiled.

Meredith made a face a looked at her fingers.

"Dear god what do you put in your hair, it feels like I just put my hand in hairy jelly."

Derek laughed, "It takes a lot to make this," he pointed to his hair, "look this good."

"mhmm, so you claim you are taking me out on a date."

"I do. I do claim that." He said while standing and reaching his arm out. She hooked her arm around his elbow and they started to walk to his car.

"I hope you have some sort of napkin in your car cause this is really gross." She said while shaking out her hand

He laughed and opened the car door for her, she got in and Derek opened the glove department. He handed her a napkin and said quietly, "I will use less gel. I like when you run your fingers through my hairy jelly."

As he was driving, Meredith leaned her head on his shoulder. Derek smiled to himself and put his right arm around her. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her heart. (anyone who gets the reference gets a cookie) 

They arrived at the restaurant, it was a quiet upscale steak house with low lighting. As they walked in, Derek helped Meredith take off her coat and lead her to a table in the corner. Derek ordered an expensive pinot noir and medium rare filet mignons for the both of them.

"You ordered for me."

Derek paused nervously. "Oh I'm sorry.. I can get the waiter back so you can order something different."

"No..." Meredith said slowly. "It's just, you ordered exactly what I wanted. How did you do that?"

Derek smiled relieved. "I just... thought that is what you would like."

The waiter brought  two rolls and their soup to the table. Meredith quickly grabbed a roll and took a bite.

"Oh my god." she moaned, "this is the best piece of bread I have ever had."

Derek laughed and handed her the second roll.

Meredith responded, "no you have to have it. It's amazing."

"I would rather watch you eat it." 

Meredith didn't wait a single second before shoving the rest of her roll in her mouth and moving onto the second one. Derek buckled laughing and Meredith glared at him.