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It wasn't easy to wrap his head around her absence. One week for him had been months for her with no memory of him. Derek tried to give Lee space, knowing she had to grieve over a dead husband and marriage that never had a chance. Twice Jim Gordon seemed to end a chance of happiness for her. Derek would greet the man with a punch to his face if they ever met.

"Oh, I could eat." The quip came naturally, a devilish grin emphasizing his words. Derek didn't bother to hide how his eyes looked her over. She was getting him hard and had yet to touch him more than pulling him in closer. He hummed in approval, "Mmm, mmm, mmm." Dark eyes watched Lee intently, wondering what she had in mind with a few kinky ideas of his own.

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Thing was, Lee had grieved. She was still sad over the loss of his life and she missed him - but she didn't need nor did she want the space that Derek was thinking that she needed. She had just needed and wanted him. And for a while she had been worried that the fact that she'd married someone else had pushed him completely away.

She was glad that wasn't the case.

"Good. I figured we could eat in bed tonight," she teased as she scooted closer to him. She let go of his hands and then her fingers were curling under the hem of his shirt. "We'll need to get you out of these. I wouldn't want you getting anything on them." And really, she couldn't wait to get him out of his clothes so she could show him just how much she missed their closeness.