I answered the phone before I glanced at the caller ID. I'm not really
sure why. I guess it's because I had the night off and if anyone actually
noticed, it was my birthday. So I expected that anyone calling me would be
someone that I would want to talk to. Now, one thing that I've learned as
a CSI is that you should never assume anything. In this particular case,
that would have been advisable.
"Hello." I was in a good mood and I think it was reflected in the tone of
my voice.
"Sara?" Not the exact last person that I wanted to talk to at that particular moment, but not in the top twenty either.
"Grissom." I think the tone in my voice changed perceptibly.
"Uh, I'm sorry; did I call at a bad time?" Grissom could overstate the obvious at times.
"Something like that." I really wished he would just get to the point. I still needed to get a few things ready and I didn't have much time.
"We're a little short handed, I was wondering if you could come in and work tonight?" Could he really have just said that?
"Grissom, I haven't had a night off in almost three weeks. I am not coming in unless the world is coming to an end in which case I'm still not coming in because I happen to have plans, which by the way I am not willing to change. So you'll just have to find someone from days to fill in." I'm pretty sure I said that all in one breath.
"The lab really needs you, Sara." Did he really think that was going to work?
I was done dropping my life in the blink of an eye. I had actually gone out and gotten one and he was not going to ruin my night off. "Grissom, no I am not coming in and right now I don't care if the lab needs me. This conversation is over, ok. I'll be in tomorrow night. Goodbye."
With that I hung up the phone. I let out a deep breath. I glanced around the room. I smiled. I was really looking forward to tonight. The phone rang again. This time I checked the caller ID.
"Hello." I grinned. It was him.
"Hey, babe. Just wanted to warn you, Grissom's trying to pull one of us in to work tonight." I know he had found a way to talk himself out of having to go in.
"I know. He just called. I told him that I had plans." I think I sounded determined on the phone.
He chuckled. "That's my girl. I'll be over in about ten minutes, ok?"
I grinned. "Yeah. I can't wait to see you."
We hung up and I decided that I'd better change my clothes. He had no idea what I had planned. At first he wanted to take me out for my birthday. I just smiled at him and told him that all I wanted for my birthday was to cook him dinner. He just raised a curious eyebrow at me and grinned. He's not too hard to convince. Of course, he's learned that I actually can cook and that if we're going to stay in that we don't have to worry about not being affectionate in public. For the record, I just have to say that I love his lips and the way they taste, so I'm looking forward to staying in tonight.
I make my way into my bedroom and pull out a pair of low rise black slacks. There's just something about teasing him with a view of my belly button, especially since the shirt I'm wearing leaves just a hint of my mid-drift exposed, and it also happens to enhance my chest; which if you're me, is a definite plus.
One last look in the mirror and I'm ready. I walk out into the living room and smile. All I need now is him. And right on cue, I hear a knock at the door. I'm slightly amused when I open the door and see his eyebrows shoot up. I have to give myself a mental 'atta girl'. I can tell he likes the outfit.
"Damn, Sara, you look beautiful." He is grinning. In fact I don't think he could grin any bigger.
I cock my head at him and smile. "Are you going to stand there all night, or do you want to come in?"
He chuckles and walks through the door as I open it. He's got something hidden behind his back and I smile. Now this is a man that would never forget my birthday. He stands just in front of me his face just inches from my own and grins. "I've got something for the birthday girl."
I just grin at him.
He leans in and kisses me gently and I find my eyes fluttering shut as I enjoy the sensation and the flavor of his lips on my own. As he breaks the kiss I could swear that the expression his face is similar to that of a small boy when he gets his first puppy.
I giggle. "Was that my present?"
He grins and shakes his head. "No, this is." With that he holds out a small wrapped box.
I glance at him a bit perplexed. Sky blue box. White ribbon. I hope this isn't what it looks like. I'm not ready for that yet. I think he senses my apprehension.
"Hey, don't worry, I just saw this and thought of you." He's grinning and somehow that puts me more at ease.
I pull off the white ribbon and open the sky blue box and smile. I glance up at him and grin. "I love it!" It's a simple silver heart on a simple silver chain. The fact that it came from Tiffany's almost gave me heart failure for a moment, but this necklace is really beautiful. He helps me put it on and I turn around so he can see it. Holding the box in my hand, I wrap my arms around his neck and place a lingering kiss on his lips.
As we break the kiss, he finally notices the room. I can see the grin spreading across his face as he notices the candles and wine glasses on the coffee table, along with the cushions on the floor.
I grin at him and take his hand. "Hungry?"
He nods at me smiling. "I hope I'm looking at part of the menu."
I chuckle and direct him to sit down. "No. I'm not on the menu. You are, Mr. Dessert."
He chuckles and sits down on one of the cushions by the coffee table.
Dinner consisted of veggie lasagna and kisses. You know everything just tastes better on his lips. How did I not notice him under my nose for three years? Well, I'm not sure we finished the food, but we did move onto the dessert course anyway. I think he was especially appreciative of my shirt, however, considering that it was removed rather quickly, I can't be completely sure. The same holds true of my slacks and, well I think you get the picture.
I have to say that I love lying in his arms. The sensation of his arms around me makes me feel secure. I don't think I've ever felt this way with anyone else. I can't resist drawing lazy circles on his chest and he lets out a chuckle.
I just grin. "I really love being with you like this."
"Me too." His fingers follow an invisible trail up and down my back.
I lean up and kiss him deeply. He snakes his fingers into my hair and we share a few more long deep kisses. Finally, I rest my head on his shoulder, his arms securely around me. We fall asleep like that, tangled together on the floor. This has been one of the best birthdays I've ever had.
"Sara?" Not the exact last person that I wanted to talk to at that particular moment, but not in the top twenty either.
"Grissom." I think the tone in my voice changed perceptibly.
"Uh, I'm sorry; did I call at a bad time?" Grissom could overstate the obvious at times.
"Something like that." I really wished he would just get to the point. I still needed to get a few things ready and I didn't have much time.
"We're a little short handed, I was wondering if you could come in and work tonight?" Could he really have just said that?
"Grissom, I haven't had a night off in almost three weeks. I am not coming in unless the world is coming to an end in which case I'm still not coming in because I happen to have plans, which by the way I am not willing to change. So you'll just have to find someone from days to fill in." I'm pretty sure I said that all in one breath.
"The lab really needs you, Sara." Did he really think that was going to work?
I was done dropping my life in the blink of an eye. I had actually gone out and gotten one and he was not going to ruin my night off. "Grissom, no I am not coming in and right now I don't care if the lab needs me. This conversation is over, ok. I'll be in tomorrow night. Goodbye."
With that I hung up the phone. I let out a deep breath. I glanced around the room. I smiled. I was really looking forward to tonight. The phone rang again. This time I checked the caller ID.
"Hello." I grinned. It was him.
"Hey, babe. Just wanted to warn you, Grissom's trying to pull one of us in to work tonight." I know he had found a way to talk himself out of having to go in.
"I know. He just called. I told him that I had plans." I think I sounded determined on the phone.
He chuckled. "That's my girl. I'll be over in about ten minutes, ok?"
I grinned. "Yeah. I can't wait to see you."
We hung up and I decided that I'd better change my clothes. He had no idea what I had planned. At first he wanted to take me out for my birthday. I just smiled at him and told him that all I wanted for my birthday was to cook him dinner. He just raised a curious eyebrow at me and grinned. He's not too hard to convince. Of course, he's learned that I actually can cook and that if we're going to stay in that we don't have to worry about not being affectionate in public. For the record, I just have to say that I love his lips and the way they taste, so I'm looking forward to staying in tonight.
I make my way into my bedroom and pull out a pair of low rise black slacks. There's just something about teasing him with a view of my belly button, especially since the shirt I'm wearing leaves just a hint of my mid-drift exposed, and it also happens to enhance my chest; which if you're me, is a definite plus.
One last look in the mirror and I'm ready. I walk out into the living room and smile. All I need now is him. And right on cue, I hear a knock at the door. I'm slightly amused when I open the door and see his eyebrows shoot up. I have to give myself a mental 'atta girl'. I can tell he likes the outfit.
"Damn, Sara, you look beautiful." He is grinning. In fact I don't think he could grin any bigger.
I cock my head at him and smile. "Are you going to stand there all night, or do you want to come in?"
He chuckles and walks through the door as I open it. He's got something hidden behind his back and I smile. Now this is a man that would never forget my birthday. He stands just in front of me his face just inches from my own and grins. "I've got something for the birthday girl."
I just grin at him.
He leans in and kisses me gently and I find my eyes fluttering shut as I enjoy the sensation and the flavor of his lips on my own. As he breaks the kiss I could swear that the expression his face is similar to that of a small boy when he gets his first puppy.
I giggle. "Was that my present?"
He grins and shakes his head. "No, this is." With that he holds out a small wrapped box.
I glance at him a bit perplexed. Sky blue box. White ribbon. I hope this isn't what it looks like. I'm not ready for that yet. I think he senses my apprehension.
"Hey, don't worry, I just saw this and thought of you." He's grinning and somehow that puts me more at ease.
I pull off the white ribbon and open the sky blue box and smile. I glance up at him and grin. "I love it!" It's a simple silver heart on a simple silver chain. The fact that it came from Tiffany's almost gave me heart failure for a moment, but this necklace is really beautiful. He helps me put it on and I turn around so he can see it. Holding the box in my hand, I wrap my arms around his neck and place a lingering kiss on his lips.
As we break the kiss, he finally notices the room. I can see the grin spreading across his face as he notices the candles and wine glasses on the coffee table, along with the cushions on the floor.
I grin at him and take his hand. "Hungry?"
He nods at me smiling. "I hope I'm looking at part of the menu."
I chuckle and direct him to sit down. "No. I'm not on the menu. You are, Mr. Dessert."
He chuckles and sits down on one of the cushions by the coffee table.
Dinner consisted of veggie lasagna and kisses. You know everything just tastes better on his lips. How did I not notice him under my nose for three years? Well, I'm not sure we finished the food, but we did move onto the dessert course anyway. I think he was especially appreciative of my shirt, however, considering that it was removed rather quickly, I can't be completely sure. The same holds true of my slacks and, well I think you get the picture.
I have to say that I love lying in his arms. The sensation of his arms around me makes me feel secure. I don't think I've ever felt this way with anyone else. I can't resist drawing lazy circles on his chest and he lets out a chuckle.
I just grin. "I really love being with you like this."
"Me too." His fingers follow an invisible trail up and down my back.
I lean up and kiss him deeply. He snakes his fingers into my hair and we share a few more long deep kisses. Finally, I rest my head on his shoulder, his arms securely around me. We fall asleep like that, tangled together on the floor. This has been one of the best birthdays I've ever had.