BEAUTIFUL
By Basilea
Disclaimer: Not mine. And I'm not making any money out of this.
Spoilers: Like things that happen in real CSI? You kiddin'?
Rating:Who knows?
A/N: I thought I could tease a bit. Hehe... I'm being bitchy myself!
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Previously...
Warrick wasn't ready for her dressing choice. Somehow, a small T-
shirt and white panties seemed a bit too much for him to stand
without blushing. But looking in her eyes didn't made things any
better. Fury and wrath made her eyes shine in a way that reminded him
too much to desire.
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Three – The unexpected
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Catherine felt a sudden rush of blood to her face when she opened the
door to meet Warrick's eyes and smile instead of the disgusting fake
smirk of a stranger she was expecting. All her sleepiness faded away.
It took her a few seconds to realize she was standing half naked
before him and half her neighborhood. She moved aside to let him in
but he didn't move.
"Come on in Warrick, I'm giving a great show standing here."
He finally moved.
"Did I wake you?"
She thought that was a stupid question.
"Do you think I dress like this to go shopping?"
She thought that was a rude answer. She quickly apologized. It wasn't
his fault if she had had a terrible day, so she offered him some
coffee, some juice, some milk, something with alcohol in it... till
he touched her arm and asked her to stop.
His hand had an immediate effect on her. The effect of making her
realize she was still almost naked and burning up in heat. Should she
go upstairs to cover herself? Or was it better to hear what he had to
say so he'll leave faster and she could have a cold shower before
going back to bed? She didn't have time to make the choice, before
she could made her mind up, he handed her his gift.
She took it with a smile. 'You shouldn't have come all the way here
to give me this, Warrick. You could've waited till...' she had opened
it and she froze. Her eyes traveled from the content of the box to
Warrick and then back to the box, only to come back to Warrick.
He was standing before her with a serious face. She wasn't sure of
how to react. Was it another joke? She thought she couldn't stand
another joke. And he looked so serious!
"Like it?"
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TBC...
Am I evil or what? *Grins*
By Basilea
Disclaimer: Not mine. And I'm not making any money out of this.
Spoilers: Like things that happen in real CSI? You kiddin'?
Rating:Who knows?
A/N: I thought I could tease a bit. Hehe... I'm being bitchy myself!
*** *** ***
Previously...
Warrick wasn't ready for her dressing choice. Somehow, a small T-
shirt and white panties seemed a bit too much for him to stand
without blushing. But looking in her eyes didn't made things any
better. Fury and wrath made her eyes shine in a way that reminded him
too much to desire.
*** *** ***
Three – The unexpected
*** *** ***
Catherine felt a sudden rush of blood to her face when she opened the
door to meet Warrick's eyes and smile instead of the disgusting fake
smirk of a stranger she was expecting. All her sleepiness faded away.
It took her a few seconds to realize she was standing half naked
before him and half her neighborhood. She moved aside to let him in
but he didn't move.
"Come on in Warrick, I'm giving a great show standing here."
He finally moved.
"Did I wake you?"
She thought that was a stupid question.
"Do you think I dress like this to go shopping?"
She thought that was a rude answer. She quickly apologized. It wasn't
his fault if she had had a terrible day, so she offered him some
coffee, some juice, some milk, something with alcohol in it... till
he touched her arm and asked her to stop.
His hand had an immediate effect on her. The effect of making her
realize she was still almost naked and burning up in heat. Should she
go upstairs to cover herself? Or was it better to hear what he had to
say so he'll leave faster and she could have a cold shower before
going back to bed? She didn't have time to make the choice, before
she could made her mind up, he handed her his gift.
She took it with a smile. 'You shouldn't have come all the way here
to give me this, Warrick. You could've waited till...' she had opened
it and she froze. Her eyes traveled from the content of the box to
Warrick and then back to the box, only to come back to Warrick.
He was standing before her with a serious face. She wasn't sure of
how to react. Was it another joke? She thought she couldn't stand
another joke. And he looked so serious!
"Like it?"
*** *** ***
TBC...
Am I evil or what? *Grins*
