I guess she does want to go out with me. Sorta.

[Derek Scott]

"Something more elaborate, then? I mean, we could do better than faking an injury, too..."

[Chloe Grant]

"Who said anything about 'faking'?" Chloe asked with a smirk.

[Derek Scott]

"Mmmm... might be more fun if you aren't hurt, but if you like me taking care of you that much, I won't complain," He teased.

[Chloe Grant]

"Maybe you could..." Chloe broke off, blushing, as the server came to take their order.

[Derek Scott]

Derek smiled, watching as the guy got their fondue ready. Once he finished and walked away, he turned toward her, a smirk growing on his face. "I could what...?"

[Chloe Grant]

"You could give me a massage later. If you wanted."

[Derek Scott]

"Of course," he said. "Now, was that so hard?" he teased, winking at her.

[Chloe Grant]

"Little bit." Chloe said, blushing as she looked down.

[Derek Scott]

He smiled, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze before picking up one of the funny little forks to dip some bread. "Why?" he asked, simply.

[Chloe Grant]

"Because....its not....it seems.....somethings should be private."

[Derek Scott]

"It's just you and me," he said. "Not like I'm going to make a scene of anything. You know I have more respect for you than that."

[Chloe Grant]

"I know." Chloe said, still blushing.

[Derek Scott]

"And I've got to make you blush. It's too cute not to," he teased.

[Chloe Grant]

"You are a mean, mean man."

[Derek Scott]

"But apparently a mean, mean man with good taste," he teased.

[Amanda Weinrich]

"No, you just taste good." Chloe whispered as she kissed his ear.

[Derek Scott]

Derek coughed at the unexpected boldness, blinking as he blushed. "That... I'm... uh... glad you think so," he said lamely, shivering a little as she kissed his ear.

[Chloe Grant]

Chloe gave a self satisfied chuckle and sat back down in her seat.