Nick and Sara made their way back to the lab. Sara drove and Nick called
Brass to report to him what they had found. Nick indicated that he was
going to need a warrant to have the vic's body exhumed so that Al Robbins
the night shift coroner could take another look at the body.
When they arrived back at the lab, Nick checked the towel rack into evidence. Afterward, he made his way to the locker room, where Sara was stowing her coveralls into her locker. A smiled crept across his face as he walked up behind her.
Sara felt Nick's breath on her neck before she heard him whisper in her ear, "So, you like my shirt, huh?"
Sara tried to suppress a grin as she turned to face Nick. She found herself standing face to face with him, their faces inches apart. Her heart caught in her throat. She wondered if he knew what he was doing to her by standing this close. She was very aware of his muscular frame as he stood there grinning at her. She swallowed and looked up at him with a mischievous grin of her own, "It's alright."
Nick's eyebrows shot up in amusement, "Alright, eh? Earlier it was fine." He wondered to himself if she knew what she did to him. Standing this close to her, he was so tempted to just reach out and pull her body to his and kiss her senseless. He valued his life though, and to kiss Sara Sidle out of the blue, he wasn't sure it was worth risking bodily injury, yet.
Sara eyed Nick's lips. A smile now played at hers. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. She looked up into Nick's eyes again, "The shirt's ok. But the body in it, now that's fine." Her voice was slightly husky. She couldn't believe she was openly flirting with Nick. Her face wore an 'I dare you' expression. She wanted to kiss him so badly, she wished he would just push her up against the lockers and press his body against hers while kissing her senseless.
"I think I've heard you say that before." Nick remembered Sara blatantly flirting with him when she first joined the team. In particular, she walked in one day when he was changing his shirt and she commented on his physique. He smiled at her, "You're not so bad yourself, Sara."
She crossed her arms in front of her and raised an eyebrow, "Not so bad, hmm?" She smiled at him teasingly.
A lopsided grin reached across Nick's face. He leaned toward Sara and whispered in her ear, "You're sexy as hell, Sara."
Sara's heart began to race as she felt Nick's breath in her ear.
A fraction of an inch separated their bodies. The tension between them was dizzying. Nick pulled his face away from Sara's ear. He looked into her eyes and glanced at her lips. Slowly, Nick moved his lips toward Sara's, his eyes moving between her eyes and her mouth.
Sara could feel his breath on her lips. She stool still, waiting.
Nick's cell phone rang at his belt. Nick let out a frustrated sigh as he pulled away from Sara, "Stokes."
Sara leaned back against her locker and let out a deep breath, trying to get her heart rate under control.
"Hey, Brass. That's great. Thanks. We'll meet you there." Nick continued. He looked at Sara as he ended the call, "Brass got the warrant. He's meeting us at the cemetery."
Sara just nodded, "Meet you in the parking lot." Sara left the locker room with a slight grin on her face. She'd been a fraction of an inch from kissing Nick Stokes. Damn those cell phones.
Nick stood there in the locker room. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to get his heart rate under control. He had almost kissed Sara Sidle senseless. Damn cell phone. He took a couple of deep breaths and followed Sara out into the parking lot.
When they arrived back at the lab, Nick checked the towel rack into evidence. Afterward, he made his way to the locker room, where Sara was stowing her coveralls into her locker. A smiled crept across his face as he walked up behind her.
Sara felt Nick's breath on her neck before she heard him whisper in her ear, "So, you like my shirt, huh?"
Sara tried to suppress a grin as she turned to face Nick. She found herself standing face to face with him, their faces inches apart. Her heart caught in her throat. She wondered if he knew what he was doing to her by standing this close. She was very aware of his muscular frame as he stood there grinning at her. She swallowed and looked up at him with a mischievous grin of her own, "It's alright."
Nick's eyebrows shot up in amusement, "Alright, eh? Earlier it was fine." He wondered to himself if she knew what she did to him. Standing this close to her, he was so tempted to just reach out and pull her body to his and kiss her senseless. He valued his life though, and to kiss Sara Sidle out of the blue, he wasn't sure it was worth risking bodily injury, yet.
Sara eyed Nick's lips. A smile now played at hers. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. She looked up into Nick's eyes again, "The shirt's ok. But the body in it, now that's fine." Her voice was slightly husky. She couldn't believe she was openly flirting with Nick. Her face wore an 'I dare you' expression. She wanted to kiss him so badly, she wished he would just push her up against the lockers and press his body against hers while kissing her senseless.
"I think I've heard you say that before." Nick remembered Sara blatantly flirting with him when she first joined the team. In particular, she walked in one day when he was changing his shirt and she commented on his physique. He smiled at her, "You're not so bad yourself, Sara."
She crossed her arms in front of her and raised an eyebrow, "Not so bad, hmm?" She smiled at him teasingly.
A lopsided grin reached across Nick's face. He leaned toward Sara and whispered in her ear, "You're sexy as hell, Sara."
Sara's heart began to race as she felt Nick's breath in her ear.
A fraction of an inch separated their bodies. The tension between them was dizzying. Nick pulled his face away from Sara's ear. He looked into her eyes and glanced at her lips. Slowly, Nick moved his lips toward Sara's, his eyes moving between her eyes and her mouth.
Sara could feel his breath on her lips. She stool still, waiting.
Nick's cell phone rang at his belt. Nick let out a frustrated sigh as he pulled away from Sara, "Stokes."
Sara leaned back against her locker and let out a deep breath, trying to get her heart rate under control.
"Hey, Brass. That's great. Thanks. We'll meet you there." Nick continued. He looked at Sara as he ended the call, "Brass got the warrant. He's meeting us at the cemetery."
Sara just nodded, "Meet you in the parking lot." Sara left the locker room with a slight grin on her face. She'd been a fraction of an inch from kissing Nick Stokes. Damn those cell phones.
Nick stood there in the locker room. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to get his heart rate under control. He had almost kissed Sara Sidle senseless. Damn cell phone. He took a couple of deep breaths and followed Sara out into the parking lot.
