"I get it now. I didn't before, but now I do."

He froze and a questioning look appeared on his face with an eyebrow shooting up. They were at her place. He was scheduled to work and she was off. It didn't make sense for them both to get up and leave his place when she could lounge in bed after he left and relax the rest of the night. It was perfect timing as well. Hank was off at doggy training camp so he didn't need to be at home.

The alarm had gone off and they lazily woke up and not soon after he finally left the bed and walked to the bathroom. He emerged 10 minutes later, hair still wet from his shower and smelling of fresh spring soap. In the middle of him slipping his pants on and tucking everything in she spoke and he was thoroughly confused.

"What do you mean?" he questioned her.

She was still in bed, laying on her side looking at him. Tucked under just the bed sheet, all she had on under it was a very small pair of underwear and his shirt from earlier that day. Her hair was tussled from sleep and sex. She looked like a dream. He realized he loved seeing her this way. Relaxed and happy. Glowing from their activities and the deep sleep that followed.

Sara had a smirk on her face and he knew he was in for something. "I get why you wear baggier pants and shirts. I didn't before but now that I have seen you with your clothes off, I get it."

He blushed. "Oh, yeah. Um, just more comfortable."

"Easier to adjust yourself, Gil?"

That made him blush even more. "I, uh, have been told by previous partners that I am endowed."

"Well endowed," she corrected him.

He was not really embarrassed to have this conversation with her but just not used to the appreciative comments about his body.

"Roomier and if something comes up, I can manage without everyone noticing." She huffed a small laugh at his response. "The shirts help keep me cooler, especially in the heat."

"And does that happen a lot? Something coming up?" she asked in a humorous tone.

She knew the effect she had on his body. He knew she knew as well. His counter response indicated this. "It started happening when I met this young, beautiful brunette and even more when she moved to Vegas. Although the past few months, it has been out of control."

She had noticed several times of him staring at her in the lab or at crime scenes. No one else had really paid attention to it. His actions of leaving the area right after made her realize how much of a physical response his body had to her. They were both physically attracted to each other, but with being a woman, attraction was easier to hide.

"Your arms and chest are also more toned than I had realized as well. I know you don't go to the gym so it was a nice surprise to see."

"I like to keep active. One must exercise the mind and the body. Having Hank helps with that. Taking him for walks, hikes, and playing fetch with him. I do a lot of the maintenance at my place. While I am not one for dumpster diving any more, I still am physical on the job."

"Physical with me as well," she was keeping up with the humorous tone in her voice. She was also hitting the trifecta of making him blush. "I thought I knew what to expect when we got together but it was a nice surprise."

"I am happy to have surprised you." She can hear the warmness in his voice. She knows he cares about her and genuinely wants her to be happy. It brings a smile to her face.

And with that she starts to get up from her resting position. He has finished getting dressed and she knows that he will be leaving in a few minutes. Getting onto her knees, she walks over to the edge of the bed and beckons him to move closer. He does as she wants and he is rewarded with her hands settling on his chest.

"Be careful out there, yeah?" She knows how dangerous their job can be. The moment of tenderness is a continuation of his comment about her happiness.

"I will," he responds. "You going to come over to my place after shift? I have to pick up Hank at 9."

"I will be there."

"Good. Now,any other comments you have about my person for tonight?" He knows he is playing with fire by asking that.

"Yes. Hiding your ass in those pants is a crime."

He feels like his entire body is blushing.