"It all depends." Sara replied with a slightly amused expression on her face. "Depends on what?" Nick asked curiously.

"Whether or not you're going to tease me." Sara smirked at him.

He chuckled and raised his eyebrow in amusement. "Are you going to tease me?"

"Depends." Sara deadpanned. She took a sip from her beer then set it on the coffee table.

"On what, Sidle?" Nick's curiosity was piqued.

She chuckled and then let out a deep breath before her expression turned serious. "If we're just friends, then I'm not sure it's a good idea to tease each other like that."

Nick's expression was equally serious. "What if we're not just friends?"

Sara reached out and fingered one of the buttons on his shirt before looking at him. "Well, that would be different." She smiled. "But we haven't established that yet, have we?"

He shook his head and began to smile, his hand rested on her thigh. "We could do something about that."

She put her hand on top of his as it rested there. "We could. What did you have in mind?" Her eyes were locked with his.

His thumb began to caress her thigh. "Oh, maybe I could start with asking if you wanted start dating."

Sara's smile was electric. "That would be a good place to start."

Nick scooted closer to Sara. "Did you have something else in mind?" His eyes glanced at her lips.

Sara began angling her face towards his glancing from his lips to eyes and back again. "If we're not just friends anymore there are a few things we might try."

"Mmmn." Nick leaned down and kissed her softly. "Like that?"

Sara nodded and moved in to kiss him again. "Yeah." She splayed her hand out on his chest.

Nick smiled against Sara's lips. "I think we can do better than that."

She giggled. "Oh, really?"

He nodded. "Uh, huh." He continued caressing her thigh and with his other hand he tangled his fingers in her hair.

As they broke apart for a moment, Sara's voice was husky. "That was pretty good."

"Pretty good? What about great?" Nick countered.

"We could try for great." Sara grinned as Nick's hand moved from her thigh to rest on her hip. She leaned forward and met his open mouth with hers in a mind numbing kiss.

As they pulled apart, Nick rested his forehead against hers. "How was that?"

Sara was a bit breathless. "Pretty damn good."

Nick chuckled softly. "So we're still not at great yet." Nick pulled Sara in for another hungry kiss.

Sara slid and arm around Nick's neck and as she did, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her against him so she straddled his lap. She could feel quite distinctly how turned on Nick was. They both felt as if they'd been launched into orbit by the time they pulled apart to breathe.

Sara was quite breathless. "Now that was great."

Nick began mumbling as he started planting kisses on her neck. "What do you want to do now? Do you still want me to give you a striptease?"

Sara could feel her heartbeat quicken as Nick continued to press his lips against her neck. "If you're going to strip, I'd rather you didn't tease me, otherwise we'd better go back to beer and bitching."

Nick stopped kissing her neck and laid his head against the back of the couch. A low chuckled escaped his lips. "The last thing I want to do is tease you." He studied her for a moment as his hands caressed her hips. A serious expression crossed his face. "Are we moving too fast?"

Sara was still a bit breathless. "I don't know. Maybe." Her lips were a bit swollen from his kisses.

Nick looked directly into her eyes. "Talking about having sex is a whole lot different from us actually doing it."

Sara raised an eyebrow at him. "I'm not exactly an innocent, Nick."

Nick smiled at her. "I wasn't saying you were. I just wonder if maybe this is too soon for us to cross that bridge as much as I really want to right now."

A smirk flashed across Sara's lips. "I can tell you want to." She leaned down and kissed him softly. "I want to."

"Sara." Nick's voice was husky.

Sara rested her forehead against his. "Nick, we've known each other for three and a half years. I want this; I can tell you want this. Maybe it is too soon, but then again, maybe it's not." As she talked, she unbuttoned Nick's shirt.

Nick slid his hands from her waist to her butt and leaned in to seize her lips with his in a searing kiss.

Sara began unbuttoning her own shirt, finally shrugging it off behind her before sliding her hands down Nick's chest and pressing her body against his. She broke their kiss and began to plant kisses against his neck. Her fingers began to unfasten his belt and she could feel that Nick's arousal had intensified beneath her.

Nick let out a moan. "Oh, Sara."

Sara giggled against his neck. "You like that, Nicky?" She unbuttoned the top of his jeans and began to tug the zipper down when a knock sounded at the door.

They both froze for a moment and Nick muttered under his breath. "Maybe they'll go away."

The knock sounded again, and Sara leaned past Nick to peak through the heavy wooden slats of his closed blinds. A slightly panicked expression crossed her face. "It's Greg."

Nick wrapped his arms around Sara's waist and lifted them both off of the couch. As he set her down he looked into her eyes. "Can you take care of him, while I take care of this?" He gestured downwards.

A grin spread across Sara's face and she tried to stifle a chuckle. "You don't think he'd want to watch?"

Nick started to chuckle as he reached down and picked Sara's shirt up. "That's the problem, he probably would."

Sara took the shirt and leaned up to kiss him. "We'll finish this later."

"Count on it." Nick grinned as he gingerly walked across the room and disappeared into the bathroom.