PART
34: WHERE OPPORTUNITES ARE SEIZED
She'd
left early to return the dog, but Grissom wasn't there. She caught
up with him at work well over an hour before they were scheduled to
go on shift.
"Are you here for the make-up sex?" he asked wryly when she stepped inside his office, then closed and locked the door.
"How did you guess?" She closed the blinds that made them visible from the hallway.
"I know you."
Yes, he did. Better every day.
Neither had actually expected it to happen, but one thing led to another and then he was taking her hard and fast, her back against the wall and her legs clamped around him. When it was over he gently lowered her 'til her feet touched the floor and they stood panting, leaning heavily against the wall and each other.
So much for acting professional at work.
Each had the sense not to voice their regret, knowing the other understood this could not happen again. Of course, their sense of regret was so weak in the aftermath of an experience like that they probably couldn't have crafted a worthwhile argument anyway.
Silently they dressed and went to clean up. And silently they entered into their second indiscretion when Sara pulled him into the women's shower room and locked the main door behind them. Their carnal appetites already well sated, they simply stood under the hot water, gently holding one another.
When Grissom snuck out of the shower room, nervous as hell that he'd be discovered, he was mentally kicking himself for his lack of control and these terrible choices. But it wasn't too much later when he became glad that these opportunities hadn't been wasted. Because who knew if they'd ever have them again.
END OF PART 34