Disclaimer: Clearly, I don't own Grey's Anatomy. The Actual Owner and I have a difference of opinion about what constitutes a Leading Couple.

5:00 AM

"So much for jogging, eh?" Meredith smirked as nestled her head in the crook of his neck.

"It will be all your fault if I get love handles, you know." Derek pulled the sheet up over their naked bodies, and his hand drifted down to his side self-consciously. "I really need to start exercising again. You've corrupted me."

"Well, if you had any self-control, you would've been out there pounding the pavement instead of the headboard. You just can't resist me in the morning – or ever. No willpower at all."

He turned quickly onto his side, dumping her back on the mattress. "Seriously? I have willpower... look how well I did when we were Taking Things Slow!"

She raised her eyebrows in disbelief and snorted. "Are you kidding me? You weren't able to go ten minutes without trying to put your hand up my top. You really think you have what it takes to hold out on me?"

He looked down at her and rolled his eyes. "Please. I'm not a teenager. I can resist your advances anytime I want."

Her lips curled into a playful smile. "Yeah, right. I bet that by the end of the day, I can have you on your knees begging."

He swallowed hard before answering. He couldn't back down now. "You're on. So what do I get when I win?"

She jumped to her feet and grabbed her robe. As she headed to the shower, she peeked back over her shoulder and grinned. "Anything you want. Except me, of course. For that, you have to beg."