"I'm sweet? That's a new one," Derek says with a teasing laugh. His arms go around her waist on reflex and he lets out a pleased sort of growl when her lips touch his skin. Part of him thinks that he should pull away, considering that she's obviously on something, but they've been together before. Maybe this is okay.

"There's no way that I'm sweeter than a donut," Derek tells her with a smirk, but he leans down to curl his hands around her thighs and lift her up. He carries her over to the sofa and falls back onto it, pulling her into his lap and pushing her hair back away from her face. "Good thing you ran into me, huh? If I'm what you're craving."