Sara had tried on five different shirts and was ready to try another when
she heard a knock at her door. Blowing a stray lock of hair out of her
face, she looked through the peep hole. Nick stood there looking like
every woman's dream. Sara rolled her eyes. She wasn't his type and it
wouldn't matter how gorgeous she thought he was, he'd never give her the
time of day in a romantic sense.
She opened the door.
Nick flashed her a lopsided grin and in his distinctive Texas drawl he asked, "Ready to go?"
She gave him a restrained smile in return, "I'm just going to change my shirt." Sara wore a pair of black low rise slacks and a cranberry colored top. It was a halter-style top that wrapped around her neck, but left her upper back exposed.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "Why? You look good." Actually, good wasn't what he was thinking. Sexy as hell maybe, and she didn't even know it. Or if she did, she certainly didn't act like it. Sara was comfortable in her own skin and Nick found that incredibly attractive, only he didn't think she'd ever see him any other light than friend and coworker.
Sara furrowed her brow, "Ok. I guess I just need to grab my purse then."
They made their way out to the parking lot and climbed into Nick's Tahoe. He began to thread it through the Las Vegas traffic. The nice thing about working the night shift in Vegas is that there is always nightlife going on somewhere, even in the middle of the day.
"Where are we going?" Sara queried, realizing she was completely at Nick's mercy.
He chuckled, "Warrick has a little surprise. He asked me to meet him at this new club."
Sara looked curious, "What's his surprise?"
Nick's eyebrows shot up, "If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"
Sara laughed, "Ok, good point."
A short time later, they pulled up to a building a few blocks off the strip. The parking lot had a few cars in it. As Sara looked around, she realized that most of them were LVPD issued Tahoes. She raised an eyebrow, "Is the whole crew here?"
"Probably." Nick replied with a smile.
They got out of the Tahoe and walked to the entrance to the club. As they entered the building, Sara's jaw dropped as she heard, "Surprise!" The entire night crew was there and a banner was hung over the stage that read, "Happy Birthday, Sara!" She had been so involved in work that she had forgotten her own birthday.
"I forgot my own birthday," Sara mumbled under her breath with disbelief.
Only Nick seemed to notice. The rest of the crew hugged Sara and the group settled in to have a good time.
She opened the door.
Nick flashed her a lopsided grin and in his distinctive Texas drawl he asked, "Ready to go?"
She gave him a restrained smile in return, "I'm just going to change my shirt." Sara wore a pair of black low rise slacks and a cranberry colored top. It was a halter-style top that wrapped around her neck, but left her upper back exposed.
Nick raised an eyebrow, "Why? You look good." Actually, good wasn't what he was thinking. Sexy as hell maybe, and she didn't even know it. Or if she did, she certainly didn't act like it. Sara was comfortable in her own skin and Nick found that incredibly attractive, only he didn't think she'd ever see him any other light than friend and coworker.
Sara furrowed her brow, "Ok. I guess I just need to grab my purse then."
They made their way out to the parking lot and climbed into Nick's Tahoe. He began to thread it through the Las Vegas traffic. The nice thing about working the night shift in Vegas is that there is always nightlife going on somewhere, even in the middle of the day.
"Where are we going?" Sara queried, realizing she was completely at Nick's mercy.
He chuckled, "Warrick has a little surprise. He asked me to meet him at this new club."
Sara looked curious, "What's his surprise?"
Nick's eyebrows shot up, "If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"
Sara laughed, "Ok, good point."
A short time later, they pulled up to a building a few blocks off the strip. The parking lot had a few cars in it. As Sara looked around, she realized that most of them were LVPD issued Tahoes. She raised an eyebrow, "Is the whole crew here?"
"Probably." Nick replied with a smile.
They got out of the Tahoe and walked to the entrance to the club. As they entered the building, Sara's jaw dropped as she heard, "Surprise!" The entire night crew was there and a banner was hung over the stage that read, "Happy Birthday, Sara!" She had been so involved in work that she had forgotten her own birthday.
"I forgot my own birthday," Sara mumbled under her breath with disbelief.
Only Nick seemed to notice. The rest of the crew hugged Sara and the group settled in to have a good time.