Nick and Sara arrived at Nick's house. Nick had just shut the door behind them. He turned to follow Sara into the house, but was pushed back into the door by Sara who had a devilish grin on her face, "Not so fast, Mr. Stokes." She cupped his face with both of her hands and pulled his lips down to meet hers.

Nick smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Sara's waist, pulling her close to him as he deepened the kiss. Sara's fingers trailed down his chest and she mumbled between kisses, "Too many clothes."

"Yeah," Nick agreed. Nick began fumbling with the buttons on the front of Sara's blouse, his hands roaming over her exposed flesh. Sara pulled him toward the living room trying to unbutton his shirt as she went, giving up and pulling the last few buttons off in frustration before pulling it off his shoulders. A chuckle escaped Nick's throat and he let his hands leave Sara long enough to let his shirt fall to the floor as he continued kissing her, their tongues now dancing in a frenzy. Sara's hands trailed down Nick's bare chest to his belt. She unfastened it and pulled it out of the loops before casting it aside. Nick's hands caressed Sara's bare sides under her open shirt with his large hands making their way down to the top button of her jeans to unfastened it. Sara began to unfasten the button on Nick's slacks, moans of desire escaping her throat as they continued to kiss. Sara's leg bumped into something throwing her off balance and Nick's arms steadied her as he turned and pulled her down into the couch with him. Nick began kissing Sara's neck, trailing kisses down between her bra clad breasts. Sara's fingers dug into Nick's shoulders.

Sara's phone rang somewhere on her waist. With a groan of irritation, Sara reached for it, knowing she had to answer it since they were on call. Nick continued to rain kisses on her exposed flesh. "This is Sara."

Sara stiffened. Nick stopped kissing Sara, and looked up at her.

"Hi, Mom." Her eyes met his and she pulled away from him, pulling her blouse closed and zipping up her pants. "No, I was just working out."

Nick grinned at her and sat back into the couch, zipping his pants back up and running his fingers through his hair.

A worried look crossed her face, "You and Dad are where?" She glanced over at Nick with a panicked look on her face. "You're in Vegas. Uh, no, I'm not at my apartment. I, uh. Mom, I need to tell you something."

Nick chuckled at Sara's discomfort, reaching over to take her hand and caress it.

She grinned at Nick as she looked into his eyes. "No, I didn't quit my job. No, it's bigger than that. Um, you remember me telling you about Nick? Yeah, my coworker. Yeah, the hot one." Sara blushed and Nick laughed. "Uh, well, I, uh, we, uh, well, we got married yesterday."

A look of shock crossed Sara's face, "You what? You aren't? Yeah, uh, you'll love him. Where? Uh, when? Uh, can we do that a little later? I mean, we have to work. We haven't had one yet. Ok, yeah. I'll call you later." Sara just looked at Nick as she pushed the end button on the phone.

He grinned at her, "So, I take it your parents are in town?"

She just nodded, "We hardly talk, ever. They came to Vegas on the spur of the moment to surprise me."

"Which I take it they did." Nick grinned pulling her close.

"Yeah, they wanted to have breakfast with us, but I suggested dinner instead." Sara replied.

"Very wise, Mrs. Stokes." Nick smiled as he kissed her.

Sara grinned as she kissed him back.

Nick broke the kiss and stood up, pulling Sara with him as he pulled her toward the bedroom, "I thought maybe we could continue 'working out' in the other room."

Sara grinned, "You don't look like you need to work out. You're pretty buffed already, Mr. Stokes."

He grinned suggestively, "I can think of a few areas that need a little working out, Mrs. Stokes."

"Oh, really?" She raised an eyebrow and gave him a sexy grin as they entered the bedroom, closing the door behind them.