AN. Haven't written anything in awhile due to writers block - Hope this is chapter is ok.
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It was another ones of those moments.
They were just smiling at each other; a simple act of communication. But it felt deeper.
Sara felt like she could stare into his eyes forever; however cliché that sounded.
Greg couldn't believe his luck. He'd always playfully flirted with her, that way, if she rejected him, he could always blame it on not being serious.
"What the hell..." Nick said, moving into the break room, his eyes darting between Greg, who was still on the floor, and Sara, who stood above him.
Sara blushed again. It was another thing, apart from kissing; she did a lot around Greg.
"Erm, he was just..." she began stuttering.
"...Leaving" Greg continued.
Greg got up, and smiled again at Sara, who shyly returned it. It was hard not to smile when they looked at each other.
And for a moment, the world disappeared again, before Greg broke eye contact, and headed for the door.
She took a sharp intake of breath.
'Why had this quirky lab-tech, who she once considered an annoyance turned into a guy who made her heart skip a couple of beats?'
It was a wonderful feeling; but it felt so weird. It felt weird having another person alter the way you feel.
And she wasn't a big romantic. All this 'stuff' she felt for Greg was foreign to her.
'Blame it on the long hours, the type of of work you do, the caffeine and the fact you haven't slept much'
"What was that all about?" Nick questioned, confusion edging his voice. He knew Sara and Greg had something between them, but now he'd seen the look between them, he wasn't too sure.
"Work," Sara said, still deep in thought. She'd love to just get out of the lab for an hour, think things over, and come back, knowing how she felt.
"You arrange work while one of you is on the floor?" Nick said with a smile.
"It was an experiment," Sara said in a low defensive voice. It was hard enough to think things over in her mind which seemed to be in overdrive, mind having a colleague insinuate that you've just been doing something risqué on the break room floor.
"I bet," Nick said grinning, his voice slightly condescending.
Sara shot Nick a dirty look. She didn't like what he was insinuating one bit.
"You're welcome to think what you want nick." Sara said in disgust. She was beginning to remember why she didn't date men; it was all about the physical attachments.
Nicks warm facade faded into a more serious one. He hated verbally sparing with Sara; she always acted defensively, and had a way of making him feel very guilty.
"I think maybe you should tell me what's going on between you two." He said seriously.
Sara opened her mouth to start defending herself, then she thought of the way she looked at Greg; the way she felt when he smiled at her. There was no denying that. She proceeded to shut her mouth, and sighed heavily.
"Nothing," she said sadly. She couldn't even describe to herself what was going on between her and Greg, so why even bother explaining it to another person?
"Ok Sara, play it that way." Nick started seriously, but when he was the sadness in her eyes, he continued in a happier tone, "Just no more love notes with my name on," he said, in a light scalding tone.
Sara immediately brightened up, and smiled at him, "No promises."
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It was another ones of those moments.
They were just smiling at each other; a simple act of communication. But it felt deeper.
Sara felt like she could stare into his eyes forever; however cliché that sounded.
Greg couldn't believe his luck. He'd always playfully flirted with her, that way, if she rejected him, he could always blame it on not being serious.
"What the hell..." Nick said, moving into the break room, his eyes darting between Greg, who was still on the floor, and Sara, who stood above him.
Sara blushed again. It was another thing, apart from kissing; she did a lot around Greg.
"Erm, he was just..." she began stuttering.
"...Leaving" Greg continued.
Greg got up, and smiled again at Sara, who shyly returned it. It was hard not to smile when they looked at each other.
And for a moment, the world disappeared again, before Greg broke eye contact, and headed for the door.
She took a sharp intake of breath.
'Why had this quirky lab-tech, who she once considered an annoyance turned into a guy who made her heart skip a couple of beats?'
It was a wonderful feeling; but it felt so weird. It felt weird having another person alter the way you feel.
And she wasn't a big romantic. All this 'stuff' she felt for Greg was foreign to her.
'Blame it on the long hours, the type of of work you do, the caffeine and the fact you haven't slept much'
"What was that all about?" Nick questioned, confusion edging his voice. He knew Sara and Greg had something between them, but now he'd seen the look between them, he wasn't too sure.
"Work," Sara said, still deep in thought. She'd love to just get out of the lab for an hour, think things over, and come back, knowing how she felt.
"You arrange work while one of you is on the floor?" Nick said with a smile.
"It was an experiment," Sara said in a low defensive voice. It was hard enough to think things over in her mind which seemed to be in overdrive, mind having a colleague insinuate that you've just been doing something risqué on the break room floor.
"I bet," Nick said grinning, his voice slightly condescending.
Sara shot Nick a dirty look. She didn't like what he was insinuating one bit.
"You're welcome to think what you want nick." Sara said in disgust. She was beginning to remember why she didn't date men; it was all about the physical attachments.
Nicks warm facade faded into a more serious one. He hated verbally sparing with Sara; she always acted defensively, and had a way of making him feel very guilty.
"I think maybe you should tell me what's going on between you two." He said seriously.
Sara opened her mouth to start defending herself, then she thought of the way she looked at Greg; the way she felt when he smiled at her. There was no denying that. She proceeded to shut her mouth, and sighed heavily.
"Nothing," she said sadly. She couldn't even describe to herself what was going on between her and Greg, so why even bother explaining it to another person?
"Ok Sara, play it that way." Nick started seriously, but when he was the sadness in her eyes, he continued in a happier tone, "Just no more love notes with my name on," he said, in a light scalding tone.
Sara immediately brightened up, and smiled at him, "No promises."
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