Hey all! I do Not own CSI or its characters. I'm just playing with them for a little bit…but unlike Barbie, they will keep their heads when I'm done. This story goes to JamieStuart and it is my first Snickers story. Please review!!
Sara sat down with a disgusted sigh as she tossed the enlarged photograph of Mr. Johnson's "Johnson" on the table. Guys are so stupid, her mind said as she thought about the idea of college hazing.
"Stressed much, Sara?" Nick asked, strolling through the break room and plopping himself down next to her. You have no idea
She merely gave him a tired look and shrugged.
"Hey Nick?" Sara asked after moments of content silence passed them by.
"Yeah Sara?"
"Were you ever hazed?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, hoping to gain some insight into the world of college fraternity. Why on Earth, she had no clue.
"Oh…heck yeah! I went to A&M. It's a military school, but its still a party school." He joked light heartedly, winking at Sara.
"Why? Do you wanna know if I've had my boy signed by a college girl?" He grinned, mirth written all over his face as Sara nearly fell off the couch in embarrassment.
"WHAT!! No!" She shrieked, somewhat mortified by that image. Suddenly, curiosity overtook her as she composed herself.
"Wait…have you?"
"Maybe." Nick teased her, crossing his muscular arms over his chest.
"Alright, well, what's the worst thing you had to do?" Sara asked, now wanting to know at least something about his hazing experience.
"I had to make out with someone's pitbull for sixty seconds." He said, shuddering at the memory.
Sara bit her lip to fight back a laugh but failed in the end. She found herself in tears as she gasped for breath on the armrest of the couch.
"I can't believe you're laughing at me when I'm reliving the worst kiss of my life!" Nick feigned annoyance "Although it was the best kiss that the pit bull ever had." Nick drawl, quirking an eyebrow suggestively.
"How do you know that, Mr. Macho?" Sara grinned, bruising the Texan's ego a bit.
At a loss for a witty comeback, Nick did the only thing he could think of. He leaned in to within an inch of Sara's face and kissed her for all of ten seconds. Sara was in that place where she was too shocked not to kiss back and too shocked to object, so she just let it happen as he proved his point.
Pulling away, Nick gave her a friendly…and slightly fearful smile. "That proof enough for ya?" He winked before standing up and walking out the door, leaving Sara to recover.
As He started down the hall, he swore he heard a "yes" uttered from the break room. He just smiled and shook his head.
Well that's it. I know it's on the short side but you get the message. Anyway, R&R and I didn't really make a romance story out of it because I'm almost incapable of writing any CSI romance involving Sara that isn't Sandle. It just doesn't seem right.