I own nothing except Grissom. He's mine, you can't have him!!!
She turns, razor in her hand. "Do you trust me?" She asks, only half joking.
"Intimately" he replies. One word, yet his eyes say so much more. She has become highly adept at reading those eyes. A secret language that only she can understand.
"Intimately" he had said but those eyes tell her so much more. With my life, my heart, my soul they say.
Carefully, silently, slowly she removes his beard. His tense muscles relaxing as her soft fingers caress the smooth skin uncovered by the blade.
She wipes away the remnants of the shaving foam then rubs her fingers over his cheeks.
"Hi," she murmurs, pleased with the smooth skin underneath the coarse hair. She places a small kiss on his cheek "Much better," she sighs then pulls back "You looked like Grizzly Adams," She teases, her smirk reaching her eyes. "When I saw you I half expected you to announce that you were moving to the woods to live with a bear."
Pulling her back to him he places a kiss on the edge of her ear before whispering "at least I didn't smell like three week old garbage."
She wraps her arms around his neck, kisses his now smooth jaw. "You didn't seem to mind at the time" she whispers as she nuzzles his jaw.
Pulling her back, his eyes lock onto hers, memorizing the secrets held in them. He tells her what he knows he should have said a lifetime ago. "Sara, I love you."
"I know." After all, she'd been reading it in his eyes for years.
My first CSI fic. Be honest (unless you didn't like it, then suck off!) J/K!
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