Sorry the updates aren't as quick as usual. I've been really busy with school lately.

Disclaimers ain't changed since part one.


Chapter Seven

I came back from Sara's an hour or so ago, although I did have to drag myself away. Her kisses and gentle touches were driving me crazy, it was as if now she's admitted there's something between us she couldn't stop touching me, not that I had any complaints at all.

I had to leave though, I was very close to losing control, plus I promised her food. I had no idea what to make her so I settled for vegetable pasta and salad, simple and quick, and if she doesn't like it we can always order in. Once I've finished the food I jump into a quick shower and then sit around impatiently waiting for her.

She should be here any minute and I can't wait to see her. I've had a ridiculous grin plastered across my face since I left her apartment before.

I can't believe this is actually happening between us, finally after so many months of set backs.

I practically float to the door when I hear a knock and my grin gets bigger at the mere sight of her.

She takes a step in and I'm just about to say hello when my lips are otherwise engaged.

"Mmm, well hello to you too." I offer when she pulls back.

"I've wanted to do that since you left my apartment."

"Are you coming inside? Or were you just going to stand in my doorway kissing me all night." I joke, needing to do something to stop myself dragging her to the bedroom right now.

She smirks and walks in. "If I come in, there will be more kissing right? Because if not I'm happy with the doorway."

"Oh there will be kissing." And a lot more if she keeps this up. "See?" I lean in and give her a quick kiss to prove my point.

"In that case, lead the way."

She follows me through the living room into the kitchen and stands next to me, leaning against the counter as I make us a drink.

"I made vegetable pasta and salad, I hope that's okay? You're pretty much the only vegetarian I know so I wasn't sure what to make. You eat eggs right? It's egg pasta." I didn't think about that till right now.

"That sounds great, and yes eggs are fine."

"You'll have to show me the things you like."

I watch her eyebrow shoot up and realise the double meaning there.

"I meant food, gutter brain." I slap her arm lightly and laugh. "I meant you'll have to show me what foods you like, tell me what you do and don't eat, it'll be easier for when I cook for you." Not that I have any objections at all to her showing me the things she likes in an entirely different setting, not if the tingle running down my spine at the thought of it is anything to go by.

"You don't have to cook for me Catherine."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't intended to make it a habit, the kitchen isn't my favourite place to be, but I would like to cook for you sometimes, although I fully expect the favour to be returned." I laugh.

"You have a deal, now where is this food? I'm starved."

As we chat and joke over dinner I can't help juxtapose this Sara with the Sara who bolted from my office after a simple kiss. The change in just a few months is phenomenal; she seems a lot more open and care free. I have to say I love it. And not just because whatever has brought this on made her decide to be with me, but because I truly love seeing her happy like this.

"I still can't get over Grissom playing match maker."

After dinner we moved to the living room and have just sat here talking for the past hour.

"I know, we should buy him a new bug or something." She laughs.

She moves from her position to sit up, she had been lying with her head in my lap and I'd been enjoying running my fingers through her hair.

She replies once she's facing me. "I'm very glad he did though. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this."

She smiles before leaning in to capture my lips with her own.

The kiss is slow, her tongue teasing mine, not giving me all the contact I want. So I bring my hand to the back of her head and pull her deeper into the kiss. Groaning in delight when her tongue finally starts moving against mine.

I pull back when oxygen becomes an issue. "You are far too good at that." I state.

She doesn't reply, she just leans back in and I'm sure as hell not about to complain.

A few minutes later her kisses move to my neck and she pushes forward so I end up lying back with her above me. I can't help gasp at the feel of her body pressed into mine; I've wanted to be right here for months.

She's lightly sucking my neck and my hand is still in her hair holding her to me as my head falls back, giving her more skin to explore. I feel one of her hands make its way under my top, oh so gently stroking the skin of my stomach and I know I need to stop this.

I pull her mouth back to mine and as I kiss her I push us back up into a sitting position. Once there I pull back and place a hand over the one she has under my top, stilling its exploration.

"We need to stop." I manage to say. Although I still don't have my breathing under control.

"Why? Did I do something wrong? Don't you want to?" She asks, her voice full of concern.

How can she think that? Did she not see how my body reacted to her kisses?

"God, yes I want to, so much I ache, and you didn't do a thing wrong, but I know this will be your first time and I don't want you to rush into it if you're not ready. I want us to wait until we're both sure."

She chuckles before replying "Did I seem like I wasn't ready? I don't think it's rushing, our first kiss was months ago."

"I know but..."

"Seriously. I want you, and I want this. I've wanted this since you first kissed me; I was just too stubborn and afraid to admit it. I think we've both waited long enough; we've wasted so much time as it is. I don't want to wait any more. I wouldn't do this if I wasn't sure."

The utter seriousness in her tone leaves no doubt in my mind about her being ready. Maybe I should protest a little harder, but I want this too. So I simply nod my acquiescence as she lowers her mouth back to my neck making me wonder why it was that I stopped her in the first place.

I stop her once more but this time it's to pull her up. "Not here." I say, gesturing towards the sofa.

She takes my hand as I lead her to my bedroom.

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