Chapter 11

Derek was having a good time like he always did at Mark's parties because let's face it Mark threw some crazy ass parties. Derek grew up with Mark and had experienced every party to be thrown by Mark. Derek could be considered a predictable man when it came to Mark's parties though because you would always find him in the same place doing the same thing. Derek would always being on fifth floor at the bar. Derek liked the fifth floor because most people were stupid enough or drunk enough not to know that there even was a fifth floor. So most of the time you would only find friends of Mark or people who had actually discovered the secret set of stairs to the fifth floor would be up there.

"What can I get you tonight?"

"Um…double scotch single malt"

"Here you go"

"Thanks"

Derek grabbed his drink and took a seat close to the bar and took a look around the room studying the people. Most of them were surgeons so they were all arrogant but then again so was he. Mark had always said the he was a business man stuck in a surgeon's body.

Suddenly Derek's eyes were pulled to the doorway where a moment later by far the most beautiful woman he had ever seen had just entered the room and she seemed vaguely familiar.