I let out a deep sigh as I started my Tahoe and threaded it through the
morning traffic. I had several errands to run before I could go home and
go to sleep. Sleep, something that I used to have such a problem with, but
lately I've been sleeping pretty well. Of course with the gunk in my hair
and the same stuff all over my clothes, I think a shower is in order. Or
maybe a bath. Yeah, a nice relaxing bubble bath sounds nice. I just wish
that I had one of those jacuzzi tubs. Maybe someday.
I knew exactly what I needed and it didn't take me as long as I thought to run my errands, which was a good thing. I really was tired and I just wanted to take a bath and go to bed. As I walked into my apartment I set my keys and purse down and hung up my jacket. I noticed that the message light was on. The display indicated that I had three messages. I pressed the button and played the messages.
The first one was from Grissom. "Sara, I had hoped you'd be home by now. Uh, you're not answering your cell phone. Uh, about earlier, I thought, uh, well, I guess we can talk about it later." I raised an eyebrow. Grissom surprised me. I wasn't sure what was going through his mind, but I knew I wouldn't have to deal with him for another 36 hours.
The second one was also from Grissom. "Sara, I'm sorry that last message was so cryptic. I just wanted to see if you wanted to have dinner or breakfast, uh, I guess I'm trying to ask you on a date. This isn't good that I'm doing this on your answering machine is it? I'll talk to you later." I had to laugh. That was a new one. I had never been asked out on my answering machine before.
The third one made me smile. That voice always did. "Hey, babe, it's me. I just wanted to call you and tell you I was thinking about you. I hope you sleep well. I'll talk to you later." This call I would return.
I took the phone with me into the bathroom and started the water. I went into my bedroom and pulled my pajamas out of the dresser and went back to the bathroom. I pulled out some scented bath gel and poured it in under the stream of the faucet. Peach. I really liked that smell. When my bath was ready, I dumped my clothes into the hamper and climbed in amongst the bubbles. Oh, this was heaven. I could feel my muscles relaxing in the warm water. I picked the phone up off the floor and dialed the familiar number.
"Hi, it's me." I smiled.
"Were you sleeping?" His voice was edged with concern.
I let out a deep breath. "No, I was running errands. I just got home a little bit ago."
"You need to get some sleep, Sara." There he was looking out for me.
I chuckled. "I know. I will. I had crap all over me from that crime scene. I'm just taking a bath."
A low chuckle came across the line.
I laughed. "And before you ask, I need to get some sleep, so no, you can't come over."
"She knows me too well." I could just see his smile in my mind's eye.
"You'll never guess what happened today." I hoped he would laugh rather than getting upset about it.
I think he could tell by my tone that it had something to do with Grissom. "What did he do?"
I chuckled. "Is it that obvious?"
He chuckled. "I just know you."
I grinned. "Yes, you do." I thought about the best way to continue. "He asked me to dinner."
"He asked you to dinner." The tone in his voice indicated he was just clarifying what I'd just told him.
"Yeah, and that's not all." I smirked.
"Really." He wanted me to continue.
I chuckled. "When I got home, he had left me two messages on my machine."
I could hear him let out a deep breath.
I smiled. "You know you have nothing to worry about. I turned him down and your call was the only one I wanted to return."
He chuckled softly. "I'm glad to hear that."
I giggled.
"What?" He was curious.
I cleared my throat. "Greg asked me out."
He laughed. "You certainly are popular aren't you, Ms. Sidle?"
"I told him I had plans." I chuckled.
"Hmm, plans, huh?" He sounded amused.
"So, when are you coming over?" I was looking forward to spending some time looking into those irresistible eyes of his.
He let out a chuckle. "Well, I'd like to come over right now, but someone needs her sleep."
I giggled. "Yeah, I do. In fact, I think I'm going to have to get out of the tub soon. The water's getting cold."
I knew he was smiling. "Well, like I said, I'd really like to come over right now, but someone needs her sleep. I'll come over around six."
I grinned. "Ok. I'll see you then. Sleep well."
"You too." I loved his voice.
We hung up and I know there had to be a big dopey grin on my face. I set the phone down on the bathmat and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a large towel around me so I could dry off.
The phone rang. I raised a curious eyebrow. I could not see who was calling since the phone with caller ID was in the other room. It could be him again, but then again, it could be Grissom. I decided to take a chance. It was Grissom.
"Sara. Uh, you're home." He sounded nervous.
I rolled my eyes. "That's generally where I go when I'm not working."
"You sound upset." He sounded confused.
I let out a deep breath. I had hoped to avoid this conversation until a later date. It did not seem that I was going to get that luxury. "Grissom, get to the point, I'm trying to get ready to go to bed."
"Oh. I'm sorry." He sounded flustered. "Uh, I just wanted to see if you might want to have dinner sometime. You know, a real date."
I shook my head. "Grissom, I said no."
"Oh, I thought you just meant, uh, never mind. Am I too late?" He sounded confused again.
I smiled in spite of myself. "Yeah, you're too late."
"Oh." I could almost hear the gears spinning in his mind.
"Look, can we have this conversation later. I'm really tired and I just want to go to bed." I really was tired. The exhaustion of my day had finally hit me.
"Uh, yes. Sara?" He sounded tentative.
"Yes, Grissom." I reached up and rubbed my neck.
"You don't hate me, do you?" He sounded almost like a scared little child.
I had to restrain a chuckle. "No, I don't hate you. But it is too late."
"Ok. I guess I'll see you tonight. Oh, wait, you have the night off. Well have a nice night off. We'll see you tomorrow then." He sounded almost formal.
"Ok. Bye, Gris." I hung up the phone and finished drying myself off. I pulled on my pajamas and padded into my bedroom, crawling under the covers and quickly falling asleep.
I knew exactly what I needed and it didn't take me as long as I thought to run my errands, which was a good thing. I really was tired and I just wanted to take a bath and go to bed. As I walked into my apartment I set my keys and purse down and hung up my jacket. I noticed that the message light was on. The display indicated that I had three messages. I pressed the button and played the messages.
The first one was from Grissom. "Sara, I had hoped you'd be home by now. Uh, you're not answering your cell phone. Uh, about earlier, I thought, uh, well, I guess we can talk about it later." I raised an eyebrow. Grissom surprised me. I wasn't sure what was going through his mind, but I knew I wouldn't have to deal with him for another 36 hours.
The second one was also from Grissom. "Sara, I'm sorry that last message was so cryptic. I just wanted to see if you wanted to have dinner or breakfast, uh, I guess I'm trying to ask you on a date. This isn't good that I'm doing this on your answering machine is it? I'll talk to you later." I had to laugh. That was a new one. I had never been asked out on my answering machine before.
The third one made me smile. That voice always did. "Hey, babe, it's me. I just wanted to call you and tell you I was thinking about you. I hope you sleep well. I'll talk to you later." This call I would return.
I took the phone with me into the bathroom and started the water. I went into my bedroom and pulled my pajamas out of the dresser and went back to the bathroom. I pulled out some scented bath gel and poured it in under the stream of the faucet. Peach. I really liked that smell. When my bath was ready, I dumped my clothes into the hamper and climbed in amongst the bubbles. Oh, this was heaven. I could feel my muscles relaxing in the warm water. I picked the phone up off the floor and dialed the familiar number.
"Hi, it's me." I smiled.
"Were you sleeping?" His voice was edged with concern.
I let out a deep breath. "No, I was running errands. I just got home a little bit ago."
"You need to get some sleep, Sara." There he was looking out for me.
I chuckled. "I know. I will. I had crap all over me from that crime scene. I'm just taking a bath."
A low chuckle came across the line.
I laughed. "And before you ask, I need to get some sleep, so no, you can't come over."
"She knows me too well." I could just see his smile in my mind's eye.
"You'll never guess what happened today." I hoped he would laugh rather than getting upset about it.
I think he could tell by my tone that it had something to do with Grissom. "What did he do?"
I chuckled. "Is it that obvious?"
He chuckled. "I just know you."
I grinned. "Yes, you do." I thought about the best way to continue. "He asked me to dinner."
"He asked you to dinner." The tone in his voice indicated he was just clarifying what I'd just told him.
"Yeah, and that's not all." I smirked.
"Really." He wanted me to continue.
I chuckled. "When I got home, he had left me two messages on my machine."
I could hear him let out a deep breath.
I smiled. "You know you have nothing to worry about. I turned him down and your call was the only one I wanted to return."
He chuckled softly. "I'm glad to hear that."
I giggled.
"What?" He was curious.
I cleared my throat. "Greg asked me out."
He laughed. "You certainly are popular aren't you, Ms. Sidle?"
"I told him I had plans." I chuckled.
"Hmm, plans, huh?" He sounded amused.
"So, when are you coming over?" I was looking forward to spending some time looking into those irresistible eyes of his.
He let out a chuckle. "Well, I'd like to come over right now, but someone needs her sleep."
I giggled. "Yeah, I do. In fact, I think I'm going to have to get out of the tub soon. The water's getting cold."
I knew he was smiling. "Well, like I said, I'd really like to come over right now, but someone needs her sleep. I'll come over around six."
I grinned. "Ok. I'll see you then. Sleep well."
"You too." I loved his voice.
We hung up and I know there had to be a big dopey grin on my face. I set the phone down on the bathmat and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a large towel around me so I could dry off.
The phone rang. I raised a curious eyebrow. I could not see who was calling since the phone with caller ID was in the other room. It could be him again, but then again, it could be Grissom. I decided to take a chance. It was Grissom.
"Sara. Uh, you're home." He sounded nervous.
I rolled my eyes. "That's generally where I go when I'm not working."
"You sound upset." He sounded confused.
I let out a deep breath. I had hoped to avoid this conversation until a later date. It did not seem that I was going to get that luxury. "Grissom, get to the point, I'm trying to get ready to go to bed."
"Oh. I'm sorry." He sounded flustered. "Uh, I just wanted to see if you might want to have dinner sometime. You know, a real date."
I shook my head. "Grissom, I said no."
"Oh, I thought you just meant, uh, never mind. Am I too late?" He sounded confused again.
I smiled in spite of myself. "Yeah, you're too late."
"Oh." I could almost hear the gears spinning in his mind.
"Look, can we have this conversation later. I'm really tired and I just want to go to bed." I really was tired. The exhaustion of my day had finally hit me.
"Uh, yes. Sara?" He sounded tentative.
"Yes, Grissom." I reached up and rubbed my neck.
"You don't hate me, do you?" He sounded almost like a scared little child.
I had to restrain a chuckle. "No, I don't hate you. But it is too late."
"Ok. I guess I'll see you tonight. Oh, wait, you have the night off. Well have a nice night off. We'll see you tomorrow then." He sounded almost formal.
"Ok. Bye, Gris." I hung up the phone and finished drying myself off. I pulled on my pajamas and padded into my bedroom, crawling under the covers and quickly falling asleep.