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project that he does.”
“ Y’all
looked really cozy and all,” Dean said the light of jealousy
brightening in his eyes.
Meaghan sighed. “So
we’re back to snarky and jealous?”
Dean
shrugged. “Well I’m sorry if I feel a little jealous that my girl is
having coffee with random hot doctors in her favorite restaurant when
she’s never told me about these hopes and dreams that she has.”
“ So
you’re saying that having heart to hearts would be something
you’d be interested in?” Meaghan asked unable to keep the
amusement out of her voice.
Dean shrugged in
contrived nonchalance. “That’s what people in
relationships do right?”
“ I
don’t know. You’re the one who was in a relationship for
like fifteen years. You tell me,” she said.
“ You
making fun of me?” Dean asked.
“ Absolutely
not,” Meaghan said hand on heart. “I just…I don’t
know how to behave when you get all serious and shit.”
“ Why
not? How long have we known each other Meaghan?” Dean asked
looking intently at her.
Meaghan
shrugged. “ Years, ”
she said grinning.
Dean grinned back at
her. “You know me right? I mean you know who I am right?”
“ And
you know who I am,” Meaghan countered.
Dean
shrugged. “I know who you were, ”
he said thoughtfully. “Since we started sleeping together
though…you’re not as open as you used to be.”
“ I’m
still the same basic person. Maybe a little more cautious but…”
Meaghan protested.
“ More
cautious with me?” Dean clarified. “Why is that? Do you
think I’m going to hurt you?”
Meaghan was silent
for a while, staring down at Dean’s duvet. “I know you
will,” she said quietly. “You might not want to; but you
will. Because family always comes first. I know that about you at
least. And I am not your family.”
Dean opened his
mouth to say something to that, protest maybe, but found that he had
no counter-argument. Meaghan was right…but she was also wrong
– saying so with his mouth though, would not convince her. She
was a scientist – she liked empirical evidence that she could
test out and touch and verify. Dean realized he hadn’t really
done anything to make Meaghan feel like she was just as important to
him as anyone else in his life. Not really; he’d let his mother
and Samantha manipulate him into a situation where the rest of the
world was under the impression that he and Samantha were still
together. His father thought he and Samantha were still together. In
fact the only people who knew the true nature of his and Meaghan’s
relationship were Smith and his sister. Possibly the rest of his
friends were aware that they were sleeping together or seeing each
other; but they thought it was basically just one of those
things…boys will be boys, sowing wild oats, whatever cliché
it was this week. Meaghan wasn’t a cliché; he’d
said so to her. But not to anyone else. He couldn’t really
blame her then, if she thought that she really was just his flavor of
the week or month.
“ I
don’t blame you for thinking that,” Dean told her now,
his tone rueful. “It’s my fault and I realize that now. I
don’t know what I can do to change it right away though. Any
ideas?”
“ Dean,
I wasn’t trying to make you-“ Meaghan began to protest.
“ I
know you weren’t,” Dean interrupted. “I just…I’m
out of ideas and I thought you might have some is all.”
Meaghan smiled,
leaned forward and laid a chaste kiss on his lips. She didn’t
want to give him any ideas – her body was still recovering from
whatever that was they’d done just now.
“ Let’s
just…put a pin in it for now. I think this is good. We’ve
made some progress. We know that we have real feelings for each
other. We know that it’s mutual,” Meaghan said with a
shrug.
“ I
can’t exactly stand up at the board of directors’ meeting
and say hey, you know what Samantha’s not my girlfriend. It
would be inappropriate,” Dean said just
“ Y’all
looked really cozy and all,” Dean said the light of jealousy
brightening in his eyes.
Meaghan sighed. “So
we’re back to snarky and jealous?”
Dean
shrugged. “Well I’m sorry if I feel a little jealous that my girl is
having coffee with random hot doctors in her favorite restaurant when
she’s never told me about these hopes and dreams that she has.”
“ So
you’re saying that having heart to hearts would be something
you’d be interested in?” Meaghan asked unable to keep the
amusement out of her voice.
Dean shrugged in
contrived nonchalance. “That’s what people in
relationships do right?”
“ I
don’t know. You’re the one who was in a relationship for
like fifteen years. You tell me,” she said.
“ You
making fun of me?” Dean asked.
“ Absolutely
not,” Meaghan said hand on heart. “I just…I don’t
know how to behave when you get all serious and shit.”
“ Why
not? How long have we known each other Meaghan?” Dean asked
looking intently at her.
Meaghan
shrugged. “ Years, ”
she said grinning.
Dean grinned back at
her. “You know me right? I mean you know who I am right?”
“ And
you know who I am,” Meaghan countered.
Dean
shrugged. “I know who you were, ”
he said thoughtfully. “Since we started sleeping together
though…you’re not as open as you used to be.”
“ I’m
still the same basic person. Maybe a little more cautious but…”
Meaghan protested.
“ More
cautious with me?” Dean clarified. “Why is that? Do you
think I’m going to hurt you?”
Meaghan was silent
for a while, staring down at Dean’s duvet. “I know you
will,” she said quietly. “You might not want to; but you
will. Because family always comes first. I know that about you at
least. And I am not your family.”
Dean opened his
mouth to say something to that, protest maybe, but found that he had
no counter-argument. Meaghan was right…but she was also wrong
– saying so with his mouth though, would not convince her. She
was a scientist – she liked empirical evidence that she could
test out and touch and verify. Dean realized he hadn’t really
done anything to make Meaghan feel like she was just as important to
him as anyone else in his life. Not really; he’d let his mother
and Samantha manipulate him into a situation where the rest of the
world was under the impression that he and Samantha were still
together. His father thought he and Samantha were still together. In
fact the only people who knew the true nature of his and Meaghan’s
relationship were Smith and his sister. Possibly the rest of his
friends were aware that they were sleeping together or seeing each
other; but they thought it was basically just one of those
things…boys will be boys, sowing wild oats, whatever cliché
it was this week. Meaghan wasn’t a cliché; he’d
said so to her. But not to anyone else. He couldn’t really
blame her then, if she thought that she really was just his flavor of
the week or month.
“ I
don’t blame you for thinking that,” Dean told her now,
his tone rueful. “It’s my fault and I realize that now. I
don’t know what I can do to change it right away though. Any
ideas?”
“ Dean,
I wasn’t trying to make you-“ Meaghan began to protest.
“ I
know you weren’t,” Dean interrupted. “I just…I’m
out of ideas and I thought you might have some is all.”
Meaghan smiled,
leaned forward and laid a chaste kiss on his lips. She didn’t
want to give him any ideas – her body was still recovering from
whatever that was they’d done just now.
“ Let’s
just…put a pin in it for now. I think this is good. We’ve
made some progress. We know that we have real feelings for each
other. We know that it’s mutual,” Meaghan said with a
shrug.
“ I
can’t exactly stand up at the board of directors’ meeting
and say hey, you know what Samantha’s not my girlfriend. It
would be inappropriate,” Dean said just
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