Nick turned and grinned at Sara. A lot could change in the course of 24
hours. He never would have thought he would be able to say that he and
Sara were dating, let alone make love to her. Damn she looked good in his
shirt. He chuckled. She looked good in anything. And nothing.
Sara walked over to where Nick was standing as he stared at her. She grinned at him. The look on his face said it all. She couldn't believe that 24 hours could change so much. She never imagined that Nick Stokes would want to date her. Of course she never imagined she would have made love with him either. She chuckled. Ok, so she'd imagined it. She just never thought it would happen.
Sara wrapped her arms around Nick's waist and tilted her head up to look at him, he leaned down and kissed her, oblivious to Warrick, who still sat on the couch. As they broke the kiss, Nick whispered to her, "Damn, you look good in my shirt."
Sara giggled.
Warrick cleared his throat, "Just in case you forgot, I'm still here." He wore an amused expression as the pair turned toward him looking apologetic. He continued, raising an eyebrow, "I don't think you two are going to be able to do that at the lab."
Sara looked over at Warrick, "Sorry, Warrick."
Nick just grinned.
Warrick raised a curious eyebrow, "So, are we still gonna go to the driving range, or did you make other plans?"
Nick looked at his watch and then over at Warrick, "Well, I'm not sure we're going to have time. Sara doesn't have a car here and I'm sure she'd like to change before work."
"I could come with you." She looked over at Warrick, "That is if you don't mind. That way we could all just go to work from there. I've got a change of clothes in my locker. Nick can just take me home later." Sara had a devilish grin as she looked at Nick.
Nick waggled his eyebrows at her and smiled.
Warrick looked at his watch, "Ok, let's go."
The trio headed toward the driving range and spent the next hour hitting a couple buckets of balls. When they finished, Warrick dropped Nick and Sara back at Nick's house to pick up his Tahoe and then headed to the lab.
When they arrived, Nick and Warrick headed to the break room and Sara headed to the locker room for a fresh change of clothes.
Catherine was stowing her gear into her locker when Sara walked in. She raised a curious eyebrow as she took in Sara's appearance, "Is that a new shirt, Sara?"
Sara tried to suppress a grin and casually replied, "Do you like it?"
An amused smirk crossed Catherine's face, "Nice color on you, but it's doesn't really seem to be your usual style."
Sara tried to maintain her cool demeanor, "I just thought I'd try something a little different today."
Catherine looked at Sara quizzically, and then a suspicious grin formed on her lips, "I seem to recall Nick wearing a shirt just like that a couple of days ago."
Sara's cheeks flushed slightly, "Oh, really. Now that you mention it, I think I remember. I guess it does look a lot like it."
Catherine chuckled and leveled a gaze at Sara that only a mom could pull off, "That's Nick's shirt, isn't it?"
More color infused Sara's cheeks.
Catherine crossed her arms in front of her with an expectant grin on her face.
Sara chuckled with a smile on her face and met Catherine's stare, "Ok, it's Nick's shirt."
Catherine arched both of her brows, "And you're wearing it because?"
Nick walked into the locker room, having caught the tail end of Catherine's inquisition. He had an amused look on his face as he approached Sara.
Catherine glanced over at Nick curiously.
Sara turned toward Nick and a grin spread across her face.
Nick opened his locker, stowed his gear, and glanced at Catherine, "Don't you think Sara looks good in my shirt?" He winked at Sara.
Catherine studied the pair trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
And as if reading her mind, Nick closed his locker door, stepped over to Sara and put his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace before planting a kiss on her lips.
Catherine's jaw dropped slightly and then a wry grin broke over her face, "When did this happen?"
Nick broke the kiss, not letting Sara out of his embrace as he grinned at Catherine, "Last night."
Catherine raised a curious eyebrow at Sara, "I thought you had a blind date last night, Sara." She glanced at Nick, "It wasn't Nick was it?"
Sara chuckled and shook her head, "No, I had the date from hell last night. Nick's house was closer to walk to in the rain." She looked up at Nick, her hands resting on his chest, "I don't think I'll be going on anymore blind dates for a while."
Nick grinned down at her, "I should hope not," he stole one more kiss before letting her out of his embrace.
Sara turned and opened her locker, pulling out her duffel bag with her change of clothes. As she opened it, she cursed. A look of amusement crossed Nick and Catherine's faces. Sara glanced up, "I forgot to take these home and wash them. I guess I'm stuck wearing these all night." She gestured to the clothes she was already wearing.
Nick looked amused, "Well, you do look good in my shirt."
Sara narrowed her eyes at Nick for a moment and quipped, "Nothing like having a flashing sign on me saying 'Property of Nick Stokes'."
Nick tried to restrain a chuckle, "How do you feel about a tattoo?"
Sara swatted at him trying to act mad.
Nick raised his hands in surrender, "Ok, no tattoo then." He looked at her with some concern, "How many people are gonna be able to figure out that's my shirt?"
Catherine cleared her throat.
Sara glanced over at her and then back at Nick, "Well it took Catherine about three seconds. We're CSIs Nick. We get paid to notice things. I guess I just thought people would figure it out gradually on their own."
Nick pulled her into a hug and chuckled, "It's gonna be ok, Sara."
"No offense, you two, but the way you're acting is a much bigger clue of what's going on than the shirt. That's just icing on the cake." Catherine quipped with a bemused grin.
Sara chuckled, "I'm not sure I know what you mean, Catherine." Nick and Sara stepped apart. Sara changed the subject, "We should head to the break room for assignments before Grissom sends out a search party for us."
Catherine raised an eyebrow, "Oh, now that's one person I've got to see figure this out."
The trio headed toward the break room for assignments.
Sara walked over to where Nick was standing as he stared at her. She grinned at him. The look on his face said it all. She couldn't believe that 24 hours could change so much. She never imagined that Nick Stokes would want to date her. Of course she never imagined she would have made love with him either. She chuckled. Ok, so she'd imagined it. She just never thought it would happen.
Sara wrapped her arms around Nick's waist and tilted her head up to look at him, he leaned down and kissed her, oblivious to Warrick, who still sat on the couch. As they broke the kiss, Nick whispered to her, "Damn, you look good in my shirt."
Sara giggled.
Warrick cleared his throat, "Just in case you forgot, I'm still here." He wore an amused expression as the pair turned toward him looking apologetic. He continued, raising an eyebrow, "I don't think you two are going to be able to do that at the lab."
Sara looked over at Warrick, "Sorry, Warrick."
Nick just grinned.
Warrick raised a curious eyebrow, "So, are we still gonna go to the driving range, or did you make other plans?"
Nick looked at his watch and then over at Warrick, "Well, I'm not sure we're going to have time. Sara doesn't have a car here and I'm sure she'd like to change before work."
"I could come with you." She looked over at Warrick, "That is if you don't mind. That way we could all just go to work from there. I've got a change of clothes in my locker. Nick can just take me home later." Sara had a devilish grin as she looked at Nick.
Nick waggled his eyebrows at her and smiled.
Warrick looked at his watch, "Ok, let's go."
The trio headed toward the driving range and spent the next hour hitting a couple buckets of balls. When they finished, Warrick dropped Nick and Sara back at Nick's house to pick up his Tahoe and then headed to the lab.
When they arrived, Nick and Warrick headed to the break room and Sara headed to the locker room for a fresh change of clothes.
Catherine was stowing her gear into her locker when Sara walked in. She raised a curious eyebrow as she took in Sara's appearance, "Is that a new shirt, Sara?"
Sara tried to suppress a grin and casually replied, "Do you like it?"
An amused smirk crossed Catherine's face, "Nice color on you, but it's doesn't really seem to be your usual style."
Sara tried to maintain her cool demeanor, "I just thought I'd try something a little different today."
Catherine looked at Sara quizzically, and then a suspicious grin formed on her lips, "I seem to recall Nick wearing a shirt just like that a couple of days ago."
Sara's cheeks flushed slightly, "Oh, really. Now that you mention it, I think I remember. I guess it does look a lot like it."
Catherine chuckled and leveled a gaze at Sara that only a mom could pull off, "That's Nick's shirt, isn't it?"
More color infused Sara's cheeks.
Catherine crossed her arms in front of her with an expectant grin on her face.
Sara chuckled with a smile on her face and met Catherine's stare, "Ok, it's Nick's shirt."
Catherine arched both of her brows, "And you're wearing it because?"
Nick walked into the locker room, having caught the tail end of Catherine's inquisition. He had an amused look on his face as he approached Sara.
Catherine glanced over at Nick curiously.
Sara turned toward Nick and a grin spread across her face.
Nick opened his locker, stowed his gear, and glanced at Catherine, "Don't you think Sara looks good in my shirt?" He winked at Sara.
Catherine studied the pair trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
And as if reading her mind, Nick closed his locker door, stepped over to Sara and put his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace before planting a kiss on her lips.
Catherine's jaw dropped slightly and then a wry grin broke over her face, "When did this happen?"
Nick broke the kiss, not letting Sara out of his embrace as he grinned at Catherine, "Last night."
Catherine raised a curious eyebrow at Sara, "I thought you had a blind date last night, Sara." She glanced at Nick, "It wasn't Nick was it?"
Sara chuckled and shook her head, "No, I had the date from hell last night. Nick's house was closer to walk to in the rain." She looked up at Nick, her hands resting on his chest, "I don't think I'll be going on anymore blind dates for a while."
Nick grinned down at her, "I should hope not," he stole one more kiss before letting her out of his embrace.
Sara turned and opened her locker, pulling out her duffel bag with her change of clothes. As she opened it, she cursed. A look of amusement crossed Nick and Catherine's faces. Sara glanced up, "I forgot to take these home and wash them. I guess I'm stuck wearing these all night." She gestured to the clothes she was already wearing.
Nick looked amused, "Well, you do look good in my shirt."
Sara narrowed her eyes at Nick for a moment and quipped, "Nothing like having a flashing sign on me saying 'Property of Nick Stokes'."
Nick tried to restrain a chuckle, "How do you feel about a tattoo?"
Sara swatted at him trying to act mad.
Nick raised his hands in surrender, "Ok, no tattoo then." He looked at her with some concern, "How many people are gonna be able to figure out that's my shirt?"
Catherine cleared her throat.
Sara glanced over at her and then back at Nick, "Well it took Catherine about three seconds. We're CSIs Nick. We get paid to notice things. I guess I just thought people would figure it out gradually on their own."
Nick pulled her into a hug and chuckled, "It's gonna be ok, Sara."
"No offense, you two, but the way you're acting is a much bigger clue of what's going on than the shirt. That's just icing on the cake." Catherine quipped with a bemused grin.
Sara chuckled, "I'm not sure I know what you mean, Catherine." Nick and Sara stepped apart. Sara changed the subject, "We should head to the break room for assignments before Grissom sends out a search party for us."
Catherine raised an eyebrow, "Oh, now that's one person I've got to see figure this out."
The trio headed toward the break room for assignments.