Greg glanced up from the mass spectrometer as Sara walked into the DNA lab.
He smiled. He always enjoyed seeing Sara. Unfortunately, she didn't see
him the way he saw her. She was hot. He, David, and Archie all shared
this opinion. A curious look crossed Greg's face as he looked at her. She
was wearing a man's shirt. He had heard that she had gone on a blind date
last night. Lucky guy. From the looks of things, he had gotten lucky.
With his Sara no less. Ok, she wasn't his Sara, but maybe someday.
Sara looked over at Greg and he took that opportunity to quiz her, "So how did your blind date go last night?" Greg waggled his eyebrows at her.
She rolled her eyes with a smile on her face, "It was the date from hell, Greg. Even you know how to treat a woman better than this jerk."
"So, is that an invitation to ask you out?" Greg queried with a hopeful smile.
Sara rolled her eyes at him and ignored the comment.
Greg continued his query, "Nice shirt, Sara."
She blushed as she smiled, "Thanks."
Greg raised a curious eyebrow as he wondered about the true owner of the shirt. He knew it wasn't Sara's. He just wondered how she had gone from the date from hell to wearing some guy's blue shirt. Greg narrowed his gaze at the shirt. There was something familiar about it. Nah, that's just his imagination, he would never, not with Sara. Or would he?
Nick walked into the lab and waved at Greg without saying anything and walked directly over to Sara. He leaned over and whispered something into her ear that Greg couldn't discern. However, it produced a huge smile on Sara's face as well as laughter.
Sara was looking into Nick's eyes. Damn, Sanders, maybe he did. That shirt looks an awful lot like one Nick had on a couple of days ago. Greg remembered because Nick had complained about the top button coming off his brand new shirt. Greg's eyes popped open wide, the top button was missing from the shirt Sara wore.
Greg didn't catch most of the conversation between Nick and Sara. They were whispering and giggling. He did catch what happened next, but he had a hard time processing it. Nick slid his arm around Sara's waist, leaned down and kissed her. As he pulled away, Sara pulled him back by the front of his shirt and kissed him again before letting him leave.
Greg's jaw dropped in shock. Nick looked at Greg's expression on the way out the door and chuckled, "Hey, Greg."
Greg just nodded at Nick, too shocked to speak. He turned toward Sara who had an amused expression on her face as she looked at him. He finally managed to find his voice, "You and Nick?"
Sara chuckled glancing down at the workstation, "Yeah, me and Nick."
"So, then, that's his shirt?" Greg queried.
Sara nodded trying to suppress a grin.
Greg waggled his eyebrows, "So then, Nick was your blind date?"
Sara laughed, "No, I told you the blind date guy was a jerk." She looked back at her work.
Greg gave Sara a confused look, "Uh, Sara. Can I ask you something?"
Sara chuckled, "Maybe."
Greg decided to plunge ahead, "If you and Nick have something going on, why did you go on a blind date last night with another guy?"
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Because there wasn't anything going on between Nick and I until last night."
Greg's eyebrows shot up, "So, how did you go from a blind date with a jerk to dating Nick in one night?"
Sara narrowed her gaze at Greg, "Look, Greggo, I'm trying to work here, but since I know you're not going to stop asking me questions until I tell you something, I'll put it all in a nutshell for you. I went on a blind date with 'Mr. Hands', he claimed he had a flat tire in the rain. Nick's house was closer to walk to than mine. I'm not going to fill in all the sordid details for you."
Greg waggled his eyebrows, "So, there were sordid details. You and Nicky getting kinky."
Sara gave Greg a withering glance, but as she turned her attention back to what she was working on, a smile crept over her face as she remembered the events of the previous night as she arrived on Nick's doorstep and then waking up in Nick's arms this morning. Bliss.
Greg observed the change in Sara's expression. He turned his attention back to the Mass Spectrometer. So Nick was the lucky man who'd gotten lucky with his Sara. Ok, so she was Nick's Sara. Way to go, Nick. Lucky dog.
Sara looked over at Greg and he took that opportunity to quiz her, "So how did your blind date go last night?" Greg waggled his eyebrows at her.
She rolled her eyes with a smile on her face, "It was the date from hell, Greg. Even you know how to treat a woman better than this jerk."
"So, is that an invitation to ask you out?" Greg queried with a hopeful smile.
Sara rolled her eyes at him and ignored the comment.
Greg continued his query, "Nice shirt, Sara."
She blushed as she smiled, "Thanks."
Greg raised a curious eyebrow as he wondered about the true owner of the shirt. He knew it wasn't Sara's. He just wondered how she had gone from the date from hell to wearing some guy's blue shirt. Greg narrowed his gaze at the shirt. There was something familiar about it. Nah, that's just his imagination, he would never, not with Sara. Or would he?
Nick walked into the lab and waved at Greg without saying anything and walked directly over to Sara. He leaned over and whispered something into her ear that Greg couldn't discern. However, it produced a huge smile on Sara's face as well as laughter.
Sara was looking into Nick's eyes. Damn, Sanders, maybe he did. That shirt looks an awful lot like one Nick had on a couple of days ago. Greg remembered because Nick had complained about the top button coming off his brand new shirt. Greg's eyes popped open wide, the top button was missing from the shirt Sara wore.
Greg didn't catch most of the conversation between Nick and Sara. They were whispering and giggling. He did catch what happened next, but he had a hard time processing it. Nick slid his arm around Sara's waist, leaned down and kissed her. As he pulled away, Sara pulled him back by the front of his shirt and kissed him again before letting him leave.
Greg's jaw dropped in shock. Nick looked at Greg's expression on the way out the door and chuckled, "Hey, Greg."
Greg just nodded at Nick, too shocked to speak. He turned toward Sara who had an amused expression on her face as she looked at him. He finally managed to find his voice, "You and Nick?"
Sara chuckled glancing down at the workstation, "Yeah, me and Nick."
"So, then, that's his shirt?" Greg queried.
Sara nodded trying to suppress a grin.
Greg waggled his eyebrows, "So then, Nick was your blind date?"
Sara laughed, "No, I told you the blind date guy was a jerk." She looked back at her work.
Greg gave Sara a confused look, "Uh, Sara. Can I ask you something?"
Sara chuckled, "Maybe."
Greg decided to plunge ahead, "If you and Nick have something going on, why did you go on a blind date last night with another guy?"
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Because there wasn't anything going on between Nick and I until last night."
Greg's eyebrows shot up, "So, how did you go from a blind date with a jerk to dating Nick in one night?"
Sara narrowed her gaze at Greg, "Look, Greggo, I'm trying to work here, but since I know you're not going to stop asking me questions until I tell you something, I'll put it all in a nutshell for you. I went on a blind date with 'Mr. Hands', he claimed he had a flat tire in the rain. Nick's house was closer to walk to than mine. I'm not going to fill in all the sordid details for you."
Greg waggled his eyebrows, "So, there were sordid details. You and Nicky getting kinky."
Sara gave Greg a withering glance, but as she turned her attention back to what she was working on, a smile crept over her face as she remembered the events of the previous night as she arrived on Nick's doorstep and then waking up in Nick's arms this morning. Bliss.
Greg observed the change in Sara's expression. He turned his attention back to the Mass Spectrometer. So Nick was the lucky man who'd gotten lucky with his Sara. Ok, so she was Nick's Sara. Way to go, Nick. Lucky dog.