"Sara?" I walk into the small hotel bedroom.
"Mmm…Yes, Greg?"
"You asleep?" She smirks.
"I was. Your supposed to be sleeping with Grissom." We're staying at a bed and breakfast while we work a case.
"He snores." She laughs.
"Fine. Your on the floor."
"Sara…Please?"
"Floor."
"Please?" She sighs.
"I have a feeling I'm going to regret this."
"So that's a yes?"
"Get in." I flop onto the bed, my weight making her body fly up into the air.
"Greg…" I laugh and she burrows deeper into the covers.
"I can't sleep."
"Well, now I can't either. Turn on the TV." He reaches for the remote and complies. "Put on the news."
"C'mon, that's boring." She sighs, and I put on Nick at Nite, throwing the covers over my body, and discreetly inching towards her.
"Greg." But she's smiling. I pretend to yawn and put my arm around her. "You are so lame." She puts her head on my shoulder, and her hand on my chest. I lift her head up and her lips meet mine.
"You should stop." She says after a full 5 minutes. In response, I kiss her again. She takes of my shirt, and I slip of her nightgown.
"Never…mind…don't…you…dare…stop."