"So, who's this guy you're interested in, Sara?" Warrick tried to sound casual. Sara chuckled. "When and if there's a need to know, you'll know."

"Do I know him?" Warrick's curiosity was piqued.

Sara smiled. "Maybe."

"So have you gone out with him?" Warrick continued his line of questioning.

Sara raised a single eyebrow. "Topic is closed, War."

They both went back to processing their crime scene. Sara usually really like working with Warrick, but she was pretty sure that Nick had gotten the better end of the deal by getting to work with Catherine tonight. He at least wouldn't be getting interrogated, at least not about who he was interested in. Sara chuckled.

Warrick glanced up. "What's so funny, Sidle?"

Sara glanced over at him. "Why are you all of a sudden so interested in my love life?"

"No reason." Warrick replied turning back to the area he was dusting for prints.

"Uh, huh." Sara's tone obviously implied that she didn't believe him.

"Do you still have a thing for Grissom or something?" Warrick stopped what he was doing and studied her body language for clues.

Sara raised an eyebrow again. "Not that it's any of your business, but no, I do not have a thing for Grissom anymore."

Warrick chuckled softly. "Well then you must have it pretty bad for someone else."

A slightly embarrassed smile spread across her face. "And why do you say that?"

"A hunch." Warrick had a bemused smile on his face.

Sara just shook her head. "I'm done here. Meet you back at the lab?"

Warrick nodded. "Yeah, I'm right behind you."

Sara made her way back to the lab and checked in the evidence before heading to the break room. Unfortunately, the coffee was less than fresh, so she opted for a cup of tea instead. She had just sat down at the table to drink her tea when Nick walked in. A wide grin formed on her face. "Hey, Chunky."

Nick just shook his head and grinned. "And you don't want me calling you Princess."

Sara giggled. "Oh, I'd stay away from the coffee if I were you; I think it's been there a while."

"Thanks for the tip." Nick found a soda in the fridge and sat down at the table with Sara. He smiled as he looked at her. "So, how did your case go?"

"You mean aside from Warrick interrogating me about my love life." Sara looked amused.

Nick raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Speaking of your love life, wanna come over after shift?"

Sara took another sip of her tea. "Got any Chunky Monkey?"

Nick laughed. "I think I may need to go to the store first, but I think that can be arranged."

"I need to get my swim suit first. That is, if the invitation includes sitting in the hot tub." Sara waggled her eyebrows at him.

"Are you hitting on me, Sidle?" Nick grinned.

"Yeah, I am." She grinned in return.

"Good." Nick chuckled.

They heard footsteps approaching the break room. As they glanced up, Warrick walked in.

"Hey." Warrick raised a hand in greeting and headed toward the coffee machine.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Sara called out.

Warrick raised a curious eyebrow.

"It's been there a while." Nick explained.

Warrick opened the fridge and pulled out a soda and then joined Nick and Sara at the table. "You guys want to catch breakfast after shift?"

Nick shook his head. "I've got some errands to run. Maybe next time, man."

"And I'm meeting a friend after work. Rain check?" Sara replied.

"Yeah, sure." Warrick replied sipping his soda.

Nick and Sara could tell he wasn't quite buying either of their stories.

As shift ended, Nick headed to the grocery store and then made one other stop before heading home. Sara went home, collected her swim suit and put a change of clothes in her duffel bag to take to work before climbing back in her Tahoe and driving over to Nick's.

He opened the door with a mischievous grin on his face. "Hey."

"Hey." She looked at him curiously. As she walked in, she started to giggle. "What is this?"

He grinned at her. "I'm trying to woo you, Sar."

She pointed to the couch and shook her head. "What is that?"

Nick raised an eyebrow. "A chunky monkey." There on the couch was a giant stuffed monkey.

Sara glanced around the room and noticed that Nick had lit some candles and there was soft music playing.

Nick walked up to her and slid his arms around her waist. "I'm even making quiche as we speak. I'm sure it's not as good as yours since it's frozen, but I've heard they're pretty good."

Sara slid her arms up Nick's chest and encircled his neck. "Hmm, you're being quite domestic, Mr. Stokes."

"Is that a good thing?" Nick leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"Yeah." She mumbled against his lips.

Nick released her from his embrace and led her over to the couch. "Chunky Monkey, meet Sara Sidle."

Sara giggled and sat down on the couch, pulling Nick along with her so that he sat next to her. She reached over and cupped his cheek with her hand and pulled him in for a soft kiss.

Nick slid his arms around her waist and Sara snaked her arms around his neck as they tasted each others lips for a while. Nick ran his tongue along Sara's bottom lip and as she parted her lips, their tongues began a thorough exploration of each others mouths. Nick's grip on her waist tightened and as she shifted her weight, he pulled her onto his lap. He slid a hand down to cup her butt, and the other he slid under the back of her shirt. Sara began pulling at the hem of Nick's shirt, wanting to touch the bare flesh underneath it. They would have continued like that if the buzzer on the oven timer hadn't gone off. They broke their kiss, breathlessly.

Reluctantly, Sara pulled herself off of Nick's lap and stood up. "If I wasn't so hungry, I'd suggest we skip eating."

Both of Nick's eyebrows shot up as he stood up. "Yeah?"

Sara giggled and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "I told you I wasn't opposed to that."

Nick pulled her in for another lingering kiss and then released her so he could pull the quiche out of the oven.

They ate quietly, just grinning at each other.

After they finished Sara took the dishes into the kitchen to put them in the sink. Nick came up behind her and as she turned to face him, he leaned in and kissed her, pressing her into the counter with his body. The kiss quickly deepened and Nick slid his hands under the back of Sara's shirt. She began tugging at his shirt and he let go of her long enough to pull his shirt over his head. Sara grabbed the hem of her own shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it on the floor with Nick's. Nick pulled her back into a deep kiss, a hand tangling in her hair as he cupped the back of her head. Their tongues probed each others mouths hungrily. Sara's hands slid down his chest to his waistband and unfastened the button on Nick's jeans before unzipping them. Nick was about to unfasten Sara's bra when they heard a knock at the door.

They froze for a moment. They heard another knock at the door. They broke apart reluctantly and Nick reached down and handed Sara her shirt. "Why do I get the feeling that Warrick is on the other side of that door?"

Sara was still trying to catch her breath as she pulled her shirt on. "Because he probably is."

Nick zipped his pants back up and then grabbed his shirt and pulled it on. He glanced at the lit candles. "He's gonna know that something's up."

They heard another knock.

"Well he already knows I'm here, my Tahoe's in your driveway." Sara grinned.

"Let him in?" Nick raised an eyebrow.

Sara nodded. "Yeah."

Nick leaned over and kissed Sara softly before he walked over to the front door and opened it to reveal a grinning Warrick.