Sara stood at the far end of the parking lot leaning against her Denali
when Nick jogged up. She looked at him with concern. "What's up?"
He glanced around for a moment and then looked at her, his hands resting on his hips. "Warrick."
"What do you mean 'Warrick'?" Sara tilted her head slightly and furrowed her brows.
"I think he knows something." Nick continued.
Momentary panic crossed Sara's face. "Why do you say that?"
"Call it a gut feeling." Nick replied.
Sara raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Nick, has he said something specific?"
Nick shook his head. "Not in so many words, but he's been subtly interrogating me all shift about where I was after I left Catherine's, why I wasn't home when he stopped by this morning to drop off my cell phone, about what I'm doing after shift."
"So you think he thinks there's something going on between us?" Sara was trying to clarify if Nick was simply paranoid, or if there really was something to worry about.
Nick rubbed his neck and looked at her with a slightly sheepish expression. "I don't know, but my gut tells me that he knows more than he's letting on."
Sara crossed her arms in front of her body. "Well, we just don't let on then. I mean, he hasn't seen anything. No one but the girls were at Catherine's."
Nick reached over and took Sara's hand. "Come over after shift." His voice was an urgent whisper.
Sara smiled at him. "Ok." She leaned up and kissed him, cupping his face with her free hand. As she pulled away she whispered. "I'll see you later, baby."
Nick didn't release her hand, instead he pulled her back toward him, caressing her cheek with his thumb, his fingers tangling in her hair as he leaned in and kissed her again. After a few moments, he finally released her and leaned back against the Denali as she headed back inside. He stood there for a while thinking about the whole situation and wondering if hiding their relationship from everyone was really a good idea.
He heard footsteps approaching and glanced over to see Catherine round the corner of the vehicle toward her own. Her eyebrows went up in surprise. "Nick? You ok?"
He nodded. "Just thinking."
Her motherly concern kicked in. "Anything you want to talk about?"
He shook his head and crossed his arms in front of his body. "No. But I probably should get back inside before Warrick wonders what happened to me."
Catherine tilted her head. "Ok, if you change your mind, let me know."
He smiled and nodded, pushing himself away from the vehicle and heading towards the building. "I will." Nick had a special bond with Catherine. He'd shared some pretty dark things with her and she'd stuck by him like a true friend in the midst of some tough circumstances. He headed back into the lab to the layout room he and Warrick were working in.
Warrick glanced up. "Did you go by way of LA?"
Nick shook his head. "Just needed some fresh air." Nick began examining the shirt the victim wore, not saying a word. He was lost in thought about Sara as he worked.
Warrick studied his friend and concern flickered across his face. He didn't say anything, but he had a feeling that his comments earlier had struck a chord. He wondered to himself if things between Nick and Sara were more serious than he thought. He'd just have to wait and see.
They worked the evidence till the end of shift, not really much further ahead than when they'd started. As the four of them gathered in the locker room after shift, Nick was quiet, almost pensive. Catherine's face reflected a bit of concern as she subtly watched him. Warrick didn't quite know what to make of his demeanor. Sara was concerned, but not overly so. She had a good idea what was bothering him and she knew they'd talk more when she got to his house.
The four CSIs parted company in the parking lot as they climbed into their individual vehicles and drove away.
Sara made one stop on her way over to Nick's. When she arrived at his house, she knocked on the door, holding a plastic bag in her other hand. A few moments later, Nick opened the door with a somewhat serious expression on his face. Sara looked at him quizzically as she leaned up and kissed him softly. Pulling away, she looked into his eyes. "You want to tell me what's bothering you?"
He smiled softly and took her hand, leading her into the house and closing the door behind them. "I just missed you."
She tilted her head, not quite buying his story. "As much as that should flatter me, I'm not sure I believe you."
Nick let out a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "Sara, I can't do this."
Confusion and shock was written on her face. "Are you breaking up with me?" There was an edge of panic in her voice.
Nick looked surprised and quickly shook his head. "No." He pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear. "No, Sara. No, I'm not breaking up with you. I just don't want to keep this a secret any longer."
Sara leaned head against his shoulder. "Ok, we don't have to keep it a secret anymore. But why the sudden change of heart?"
Nick's voice had a smile in it. "Because I'm in love with you, Sara."
Sara pulled back and looked at him with surprise. "You just said 'love'."
"Yeah, I did." Nick studied her face as he watched her absorb this information. His heart beat wildly in his chest and his throat constricted as he waited for her response.
"Wow." Sara wasn't sure how to respond. Her heart was beating rapidly and her throat felt dry. Somehow being that close to Nick at that moment was overwhelming. The only thing she could think to do was kiss him.
Nick willingly responded to her kiss. His mouth devoured hers hungrily and as they broke apart several moments later, Nick realized that Sara held something in her hand. He reached down and lifted her hand which held the bag, looking at her curiously. "What's this?"
Sara tried to catch her breath and glanced at her hand, which at the moment seemed to be detached from her body because of the drugged feeling she felt from Nick's kiss. "Uh, it's for you."
Nick raised a curious eyebrow as he took the bag from her hand. "Can I see what it is?"
A smile played at her lips and she nodded.
Nick glanced inside the bag and a grin spread across his face. "How did you know that I love these?"
She chuckled. "Because I know you, and you looked like you needed some cheering up." She leaned up and kissed him again.
Nick dropped the bag and wrapped his arms around her waist murmuring against her lips. "As much as I love Snickers bars, I love this more."
Sara giggled and pulled away from him, her hands resting on his chest, as she raised her eyebrows at him. "You didn't look under the bag of Snickers did you?"
"No." He shook his head, looking at her with a curious expression on his face. "Should I?"
She nodded, trying to restrain her smile.
He looked amused. "But then I'd have to let go of you and I don't want to." Nick began kissing Sara's neck.
She started to giggle again. "Nick, that tickles."
Between kisses he teased her. "It tickles huh? Well, I'll give you tickling, Sidle." With that he continued his assault on her neck and began tickling her sides while keeping one arm firmly around her waist. He started walking them toward the couch where he knew he could press his advantage.
As they tumbled onto the couch, the tickling slowly subsided and the kissing and touching intensified. As Sara sat in Nick's lap, his hand slid up the back of her shirt fumbling at her bra clasp. Sara fingered the buttons on Nick's shirt and began to unfasten them, her fingers trailing down his exposed flesh. Neither of them could barely pull away to catch a breath as their kisses became more desperate. Nick was soon divested of his shirt and he managed to unbutton Sara's shirt and push her back onto the couch, covering her body with his as their frenzied kissing continued. Sara had begun to unfasten Nick's pants when they heard a knock at the door.
They tried to ignore it.
Nick let out a groan and continued kissing Sara, reaching down and unzipping her pants. Sara whimpered into Nick's mouth as his hand began to tug at the waistband of her pants.
The knock sounded louder.
Nick pulled his lips from Sara's and swore.
Sara was breathing heavily as Nick got up to answer the door. As she lay there she refastened the buttons on her shirt and zipped up her pants. Nick refastened his pants and grabbed his shirt, not bothering to button it up as he headed for the door. Sara sat up as Nick opened the door and then suddenly realized that her bra was still unfastened.
"Warrick." Nick greeted with a hint of irritation in his voice.
Warrick raised a curious eyebrow. "I thought we were going to go to the batting cages." Warrick noticed Sara sitting on the couch. "Hey, Sara."
Sara gave Warrick a lackluster wave and a half smile. "Hey." She hoped she didn't look too mussed up and out of breath.
Warrick noticed Sara's distracted demeanor and Nick's slight agitation. "Did I interrupt something?"
Nick rested a hand on his hip and studied Warrick for a moment. He sure hoped Sara wouldn't be angry with him for the words about to come out of his mouth. "Actually, you did. Sara and I were in the middle of trying to have sex, so if you don't mind, we'd kind of like to be alone."
The look on Warrick's face was priceless. He never expected Nick to admit there was something going on between him and Sara, and definitely not like he had just done. "Excuse me?"
Shock was written all over Sara's face, but gradually it diminished and she started smiling.
Nick repeated his statement to Warrick. "I said, Sara and I were in the middle of trying to have sex and we'd like to be alone. We'll see you at work tonight, man." Nick closed the door on Warrick.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Warrick stood staring at Nick's door for a few moments. His jaw was agape. He knew from what he'd witnessed at Sara's apartment as he'd watched from his vehicle, that there was something going on between the two of them, he just didn't expect that Nick would be that blunt. He began to chuckle as he made his way back to his Denali. As he reached for his cell phone her reasoned that if they weren't going to keep their relationship a secret, neither was he.
Catherine picked up on the third ring. "Willows."
"Cath. Warrick." He greeted.
"Hey." Catherine had the hint of smile in her voice. "Lindsey and I were going to make pancakes; you can come over if you want. We tried to get Grissom to come over, but he seems set on working a double."
"That's a big surprise." Warrick chuckled.
"So are you calling just to get an invitation to breakfast, or did you have something on your mind?" Catherine's was clearly teasing Warrick.
"You are never going to believe what I just walked into." Warrick began.
Catherine responded dryly. "Warrick, this is Vegas, I'll believe anything."
Warrick chuckled again. "I stopped by Nick's to see if he wanted to go to the batting cages, but he was a little busy."
"Nicky's got a girl?" Catherine's curiosity was piqued.
Warrick started laughing. "Not just any girl, Cath. Sara."
"Our Sara?" There was a hint of disbelief in Catherine's voice. Sara had told her that she'd moved on from her fixation on Grissom, but she didn't think she'd moved on quite that far.
"Yeah, our Sara." Warrick confirmed.
"So, how do you know that they're together? I mean they're friends, they both helped with Lindsey's slumber party." Catherine was trying to sort out this information in her mind.
"I asked Nick if I was interrupting something and he said that as matter of fact I was. He told me that he and Sara were in the middle of trying to have sex and they'd like to be alone." Warrick waited for her response.
Catherine was silent for a few minutes. "You have got to be kidding."
"Nope." Warrick sounded amused at Catherine's disbelief.
"Maybe he was kidding." Catherine continued.
Warrick started to laugh. "Do you really think that Sara would have just sat there and said nothing if he was just kidding?"
"Good point." Catherine voice indicated that the information was starting to sink in. "I can't believe that Nick and Sara are dating and they didn't tell us."
Warrick could hear a muffled voice on Catherine's end of the line, then a low chuckle.
"Warrick, apparently, they didn't keep it from everyone." Catherine said with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Really?" Warrick was curious.
"Lindsey just told me that she and the girls caught them making out at her party." Catherine explained.
Warrick started laughing. "Damn."
"That explains the pizza and the extra movie." Catherine chuckled. "What? Ice cream too? Lindsey Willows, you are a little con artist."
"Hey, Cath, I'm almost there, I'm going to hang up." Warrick ended the call as he turned onto Catherine's street.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After Nick had shut the door in Warrick's face, he glanced over at Sara, flashing her a lopsided grin. "I hope that was ok, I'm just tired of getting interrupted."
Sara nodded and started laughing. "Did you see the look on his face?"
Nick grinned. "Uh, huh." He stepped toward Sara with a seductive look on his face.
She raised an eyebrow at him. "You need to look in the bottom of that bag." She pointed at the plastic bag which was still on the floor where Nick had dropped it.
Nick pouted. "Sara."
Sara giggled and stood up; putting her palms up to motion him to stop. "Hey, you can't touch me again until you do, and I'll make you a deal. I'll go in the other room and when you figure out what to do with what's in the bag, you can come in there and we'll finish what we started."
Nick looked somewhat perplexed as he glanced at the bag on the floor. "Ok."
Sara grinned at him and disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
Nick picked up the bag and pulled out the bag of fun-sized Snickers bars. He raised a curious eyebrow as he peered at what lay in the bottom of the bag. As he pulled the object out, he started to laugh. He glanced down the hallway and yelled. "You're lucky I'm in love with you, Sidle."
A few moments later, Nick opened the door to his bedroom. Sara lay there in the buff leaning against the headboard hugging a strategically placed pillow, waiting for him to come in. She grinned as she noticed what he had on. "Nice."
Nick looked slightly embarrassed. "Don't Mess With Texas?"
She giggled. "I thought they were so you."
He shut the door behind him and drank in the sight of her. "I like your outfit better."
"I didn't say you had to keep them on, just that you had to figure out what to do with them." Sara smirked at him.
In one swift movement, Nick pulled his 'Don't Mess With Texas' boxers down to his ankles and stepped out of them. "Better?"
Sara nodded with a huge grin on her face. As he stood there she raised her eyebrow. "Are you going to just stand there or are you going to come over here?"
Nick grinned at her and crawled cat-like onto the bed until he sat next to her at the head of the bed. He glanced over at her and chuckled. "Why do I feel so jealous of that pillow right now?"
Sara looked him over from head to toe, finally looking him in the eye mischievously. "I don't know why you should be jealous; you're much sexier than this pillow."
He grinned at her and leaned over to kiss her, his hand cupping the side of her face. He pulled away for a moment and grinned, winking at her. "And I think you'd be much sexier without that pillow." With that he grabbed the pillow and tossed it to the side, pulling her against him as he lay back on the bed and rolled them over so that he rested on top of Sara. With their bare flesh pressed together, Nick whispered huskily. "You're sexy as hell, Sara, and I want you so badly."
Sara reached up and trailed her fingers along his brow and a smile played at her lips. "I love you, Nick." Her voice was equally husky.
He grinned as his heart flipped in his chest. "I love you, Sara." He leaned down and kissed her long and deep as they began to relieve all of the pent up sexual tension that had been building long before they'd gotten stuck on the ridge in the storm.
He glanced around for a moment and then looked at her, his hands resting on his hips. "Warrick."
"What do you mean 'Warrick'?" Sara tilted her head slightly and furrowed her brows.
"I think he knows something." Nick continued.
Momentary panic crossed Sara's face. "Why do you say that?"
"Call it a gut feeling." Nick replied.
Sara raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Nick, has he said something specific?"
Nick shook his head. "Not in so many words, but he's been subtly interrogating me all shift about where I was after I left Catherine's, why I wasn't home when he stopped by this morning to drop off my cell phone, about what I'm doing after shift."
"So you think he thinks there's something going on between us?" Sara was trying to clarify if Nick was simply paranoid, or if there really was something to worry about.
Nick rubbed his neck and looked at her with a slightly sheepish expression. "I don't know, but my gut tells me that he knows more than he's letting on."
Sara crossed her arms in front of her body. "Well, we just don't let on then. I mean, he hasn't seen anything. No one but the girls were at Catherine's."
Nick reached over and took Sara's hand. "Come over after shift." His voice was an urgent whisper.
Sara smiled at him. "Ok." She leaned up and kissed him, cupping his face with her free hand. As she pulled away she whispered. "I'll see you later, baby."
Nick didn't release her hand, instead he pulled her back toward him, caressing her cheek with his thumb, his fingers tangling in her hair as he leaned in and kissed her again. After a few moments, he finally released her and leaned back against the Denali as she headed back inside. He stood there for a while thinking about the whole situation and wondering if hiding their relationship from everyone was really a good idea.
He heard footsteps approaching and glanced over to see Catherine round the corner of the vehicle toward her own. Her eyebrows went up in surprise. "Nick? You ok?"
He nodded. "Just thinking."
Her motherly concern kicked in. "Anything you want to talk about?"
He shook his head and crossed his arms in front of his body. "No. But I probably should get back inside before Warrick wonders what happened to me."
Catherine tilted her head. "Ok, if you change your mind, let me know."
He smiled and nodded, pushing himself away from the vehicle and heading towards the building. "I will." Nick had a special bond with Catherine. He'd shared some pretty dark things with her and she'd stuck by him like a true friend in the midst of some tough circumstances. He headed back into the lab to the layout room he and Warrick were working in.
Warrick glanced up. "Did you go by way of LA?"
Nick shook his head. "Just needed some fresh air." Nick began examining the shirt the victim wore, not saying a word. He was lost in thought about Sara as he worked.
Warrick studied his friend and concern flickered across his face. He didn't say anything, but he had a feeling that his comments earlier had struck a chord. He wondered to himself if things between Nick and Sara were more serious than he thought. He'd just have to wait and see.
They worked the evidence till the end of shift, not really much further ahead than when they'd started. As the four of them gathered in the locker room after shift, Nick was quiet, almost pensive. Catherine's face reflected a bit of concern as she subtly watched him. Warrick didn't quite know what to make of his demeanor. Sara was concerned, but not overly so. She had a good idea what was bothering him and she knew they'd talk more when she got to his house.
The four CSIs parted company in the parking lot as they climbed into their individual vehicles and drove away.
Sara made one stop on her way over to Nick's. When she arrived at his house, she knocked on the door, holding a plastic bag in her other hand. A few moments later, Nick opened the door with a somewhat serious expression on his face. Sara looked at him quizzically as she leaned up and kissed him softly. Pulling away, she looked into his eyes. "You want to tell me what's bothering you?"
He smiled softly and took her hand, leading her into the house and closing the door behind them. "I just missed you."
She tilted her head, not quite buying his story. "As much as that should flatter me, I'm not sure I believe you."
Nick let out a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "Sara, I can't do this."
Confusion and shock was written on her face. "Are you breaking up with me?" There was an edge of panic in her voice.
Nick looked surprised and quickly shook his head. "No." He pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear. "No, Sara. No, I'm not breaking up with you. I just don't want to keep this a secret any longer."
Sara leaned head against his shoulder. "Ok, we don't have to keep it a secret anymore. But why the sudden change of heart?"
Nick's voice had a smile in it. "Because I'm in love with you, Sara."
Sara pulled back and looked at him with surprise. "You just said 'love'."
"Yeah, I did." Nick studied her face as he watched her absorb this information. His heart beat wildly in his chest and his throat constricted as he waited for her response.
"Wow." Sara wasn't sure how to respond. Her heart was beating rapidly and her throat felt dry. Somehow being that close to Nick at that moment was overwhelming. The only thing she could think to do was kiss him.
Nick willingly responded to her kiss. His mouth devoured hers hungrily and as they broke apart several moments later, Nick realized that Sara held something in her hand. He reached down and lifted her hand which held the bag, looking at her curiously. "What's this?"
Sara tried to catch her breath and glanced at her hand, which at the moment seemed to be detached from her body because of the drugged feeling she felt from Nick's kiss. "Uh, it's for you."
Nick raised a curious eyebrow as he took the bag from her hand. "Can I see what it is?"
A smile played at her lips and she nodded.
Nick glanced inside the bag and a grin spread across his face. "How did you know that I love these?"
She chuckled. "Because I know you, and you looked like you needed some cheering up." She leaned up and kissed him again.
Nick dropped the bag and wrapped his arms around her waist murmuring against her lips. "As much as I love Snickers bars, I love this more."
Sara giggled and pulled away from him, her hands resting on his chest, as she raised her eyebrows at him. "You didn't look under the bag of Snickers did you?"
"No." He shook his head, looking at her with a curious expression on his face. "Should I?"
She nodded, trying to restrain her smile.
He looked amused. "But then I'd have to let go of you and I don't want to." Nick began kissing Sara's neck.
She started to giggle again. "Nick, that tickles."
Between kisses he teased her. "It tickles huh? Well, I'll give you tickling, Sidle." With that he continued his assault on her neck and began tickling her sides while keeping one arm firmly around her waist. He started walking them toward the couch where he knew he could press his advantage.
As they tumbled onto the couch, the tickling slowly subsided and the kissing and touching intensified. As Sara sat in Nick's lap, his hand slid up the back of her shirt fumbling at her bra clasp. Sara fingered the buttons on Nick's shirt and began to unfasten them, her fingers trailing down his exposed flesh. Neither of them could barely pull away to catch a breath as their kisses became more desperate. Nick was soon divested of his shirt and he managed to unbutton Sara's shirt and push her back onto the couch, covering her body with his as their frenzied kissing continued. Sara had begun to unfasten Nick's pants when they heard a knock at the door.
They tried to ignore it.
Nick let out a groan and continued kissing Sara, reaching down and unzipping her pants. Sara whimpered into Nick's mouth as his hand began to tug at the waistband of her pants.
The knock sounded louder.
Nick pulled his lips from Sara's and swore.
Sara was breathing heavily as Nick got up to answer the door. As she lay there she refastened the buttons on her shirt and zipped up her pants. Nick refastened his pants and grabbed his shirt, not bothering to button it up as he headed for the door. Sara sat up as Nick opened the door and then suddenly realized that her bra was still unfastened.
"Warrick." Nick greeted with a hint of irritation in his voice.
Warrick raised a curious eyebrow. "I thought we were going to go to the batting cages." Warrick noticed Sara sitting on the couch. "Hey, Sara."
Sara gave Warrick a lackluster wave and a half smile. "Hey." She hoped she didn't look too mussed up and out of breath.
Warrick noticed Sara's distracted demeanor and Nick's slight agitation. "Did I interrupt something?"
Nick rested a hand on his hip and studied Warrick for a moment. He sure hoped Sara wouldn't be angry with him for the words about to come out of his mouth. "Actually, you did. Sara and I were in the middle of trying to have sex, so if you don't mind, we'd kind of like to be alone."
The look on Warrick's face was priceless. He never expected Nick to admit there was something going on between him and Sara, and definitely not like he had just done. "Excuse me?"
Shock was written all over Sara's face, but gradually it diminished and she started smiling.
Nick repeated his statement to Warrick. "I said, Sara and I were in the middle of trying to have sex and we'd like to be alone. We'll see you at work tonight, man." Nick closed the door on Warrick.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Warrick stood staring at Nick's door for a few moments. His jaw was agape. He knew from what he'd witnessed at Sara's apartment as he'd watched from his vehicle, that there was something going on between the two of them, he just didn't expect that Nick would be that blunt. He began to chuckle as he made his way back to his Denali. As he reached for his cell phone her reasoned that if they weren't going to keep their relationship a secret, neither was he.
Catherine picked up on the third ring. "Willows."
"Cath. Warrick." He greeted.
"Hey." Catherine had the hint of smile in her voice. "Lindsey and I were going to make pancakes; you can come over if you want. We tried to get Grissom to come over, but he seems set on working a double."
"That's a big surprise." Warrick chuckled.
"So are you calling just to get an invitation to breakfast, or did you have something on your mind?" Catherine's was clearly teasing Warrick.
"You are never going to believe what I just walked into." Warrick began.
Catherine responded dryly. "Warrick, this is Vegas, I'll believe anything."
Warrick chuckled again. "I stopped by Nick's to see if he wanted to go to the batting cages, but he was a little busy."
"Nicky's got a girl?" Catherine's curiosity was piqued.
Warrick started laughing. "Not just any girl, Cath. Sara."
"Our Sara?" There was a hint of disbelief in Catherine's voice. Sara had told her that she'd moved on from her fixation on Grissom, but she didn't think she'd moved on quite that far.
"Yeah, our Sara." Warrick confirmed.
"So, how do you know that they're together? I mean they're friends, they both helped with Lindsey's slumber party." Catherine was trying to sort out this information in her mind.
"I asked Nick if I was interrupting something and he said that as matter of fact I was. He told me that he and Sara were in the middle of trying to have sex and they'd like to be alone." Warrick waited for her response.
Catherine was silent for a few minutes. "You have got to be kidding."
"Nope." Warrick sounded amused at Catherine's disbelief.
"Maybe he was kidding." Catherine continued.
Warrick started to laugh. "Do you really think that Sara would have just sat there and said nothing if he was just kidding?"
"Good point." Catherine voice indicated that the information was starting to sink in. "I can't believe that Nick and Sara are dating and they didn't tell us."
Warrick could hear a muffled voice on Catherine's end of the line, then a low chuckle.
"Warrick, apparently, they didn't keep it from everyone." Catherine said with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Really?" Warrick was curious.
"Lindsey just told me that she and the girls caught them making out at her party." Catherine explained.
Warrick started laughing. "Damn."
"That explains the pizza and the extra movie." Catherine chuckled. "What? Ice cream too? Lindsey Willows, you are a little con artist."
"Hey, Cath, I'm almost there, I'm going to hang up." Warrick ended the call as he turned onto Catherine's street.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After Nick had shut the door in Warrick's face, he glanced over at Sara, flashing her a lopsided grin. "I hope that was ok, I'm just tired of getting interrupted."
Sara nodded and started laughing. "Did you see the look on his face?"
Nick grinned. "Uh, huh." He stepped toward Sara with a seductive look on his face.
She raised an eyebrow at him. "You need to look in the bottom of that bag." She pointed at the plastic bag which was still on the floor where Nick had dropped it.
Nick pouted. "Sara."
Sara giggled and stood up; putting her palms up to motion him to stop. "Hey, you can't touch me again until you do, and I'll make you a deal. I'll go in the other room and when you figure out what to do with what's in the bag, you can come in there and we'll finish what we started."
Nick looked somewhat perplexed as he glanced at the bag on the floor. "Ok."
Sara grinned at him and disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
Nick picked up the bag and pulled out the bag of fun-sized Snickers bars. He raised a curious eyebrow as he peered at what lay in the bottom of the bag. As he pulled the object out, he started to laugh. He glanced down the hallway and yelled. "You're lucky I'm in love with you, Sidle."
A few moments later, Nick opened the door to his bedroom. Sara lay there in the buff leaning against the headboard hugging a strategically placed pillow, waiting for him to come in. She grinned as she noticed what he had on. "Nice."
Nick looked slightly embarrassed. "Don't Mess With Texas?"
She giggled. "I thought they were so you."
He shut the door behind him and drank in the sight of her. "I like your outfit better."
"I didn't say you had to keep them on, just that you had to figure out what to do with them." Sara smirked at him.
In one swift movement, Nick pulled his 'Don't Mess With Texas' boxers down to his ankles and stepped out of them. "Better?"
Sara nodded with a huge grin on her face. As he stood there she raised her eyebrow. "Are you going to just stand there or are you going to come over here?"
Nick grinned at her and crawled cat-like onto the bed until he sat next to her at the head of the bed. He glanced over at her and chuckled. "Why do I feel so jealous of that pillow right now?"
Sara looked him over from head to toe, finally looking him in the eye mischievously. "I don't know why you should be jealous; you're much sexier than this pillow."
He grinned at her and leaned over to kiss her, his hand cupping the side of her face. He pulled away for a moment and grinned, winking at her. "And I think you'd be much sexier without that pillow." With that he grabbed the pillow and tossed it to the side, pulling her against him as he lay back on the bed and rolled them over so that he rested on top of Sara. With their bare flesh pressed together, Nick whispered huskily. "You're sexy as hell, Sara, and I want you so badly."
Sara reached up and trailed her fingers along his brow and a smile played at her lips. "I love you, Nick." Her voice was equally husky.
He grinned as his heart flipped in his chest. "I love you, Sara." He leaned down and kissed her long and deep as they began to relieve all of the pent up sexual tension that had been building long before they'd gotten stuck on the ridge in the storm.