Nick could not erase the grin on his face. He lay there with his arm over
Sara's waist, hand splayed out over her small abdomen, fingers caressing
bare skin. He took in the scent of her hair and her neck as she slept next
to him, her body resting back against his. The last few hours played
through his mind. They seemed almost unreal. Sara Sidle was his wife.
Instead of going to one of those 24-hour wedding chapels on the Strip, they
had opted for City Hall. On the way they had stopped and purchased each
other simple gold wedding bands. Nick smiled as he admired Sara's left
hand with it's flash of gold. Nick tried to close his eyes to sleep, but
images of the bliss they'd experienced when they'd gotten back to his house
played over in his mind. Carrying her over the threshold. Kicking off
shoes. Moving down the hall toward the bedroom, lips never parting. A
slow sensual removal of clothing. A touching and exploration of each
other's bodies. Ecstasy.
Nick knew he would get no sleep, shift started in a few hours and they would need to get up. He wasn't sure how they were going to tell the rest of the crew. He was fairly certain that they would think they'd been hasty in their decision. He wasn't sure how he was going to tell his family. His mother especially would be disappointed that she didn't get to be a part of it, but he knew that she would love Sara.
Nick let out a sigh. Sara stirred beside him. Nick heard a sleepy voice, "Nick, it's real isn't it?"
Nick pulled Sara closer to him and kissed her neck, "Yeah, it's real, Mrs. Stokes."
Sara smiled and turned to face him, "Good, I was afraid it was just a dream and it was going to be gone when I woke up." Sara's fingers made lazy circles on Nick's bare chest.
Nick reached up and tucked a lock of hair behind Sara's ear. He let his fingers trail down her neck, over her shoulder and down her back, coming to rest on her bare hip. "I could really get used to this." Nick grinned looking into Sara's eyes.
"Well you've got forever to do that." She grinned back as she leaned in and kissed him.
She could feel Nick smile into the kiss as he rolled her onto her back, the weight of him pressing her into the mattress. Lost in the moment, they explored and touched once again. Bare skin to bare skin, reliving their earlier bliss. Finally drifting off to sleep in each others arms, legs intertwined.
Nick knew he would get no sleep, shift started in a few hours and they would need to get up. He wasn't sure how they were going to tell the rest of the crew. He was fairly certain that they would think they'd been hasty in their decision. He wasn't sure how he was going to tell his family. His mother especially would be disappointed that she didn't get to be a part of it, but he knew that she would love Sara.
Nick let out a sigh. Sara stirred beside him. Nick heard a sleepy voice, "Nick, it's real isn't it?"
Nick pulled Sara closer to him and kissed her neck, "Yeah, it's real, Mrs. Stokes."
Sara smiled and turned to face him, "Good, I was afraid it was just a dream and it was going to be gone when I woke up." Sara's fingers made lazy circles on Nick's bare chest.
Nick reached up and tucked a lock of hair behind Sara's ear. He let his fingers trail down her neck, over her shoulder and down her back, coming to rest on her bare hip. "I could really get used to this." Nick grinned looking into Sara's eyes.
"Well you've got forever to do that." She grinned back as she leaned in and kissed him.
She could feel Nick smile into the kiss as he rolled her onto her back, the weight of him pressing her into the mattress. Lost in the moment, they explored and touched once again. Bare skin to bare skin, reliving their earlier bliss. Finally drifting off to sleep in each others arms, legs intertwined.
