With every brush of their lips their explorations became bolder. Hands inched their way underneath shirts as their bodies gravitated closer together. It was the slowest, sweetest torture either had ever endured. They both knew they were gradually reaching the point of no return. It didn't seem to stop them, though. Grissom knew his resolve was slipping away. Sara wondered just how far he was willing to let this go. She wasn't about to stop and ask him. Give him a minute to think about it and he'll probably show me the door, but then again, maybe not. He seems to be enjoying this just as much as I am. Her thoughts quickly dissolved as he returned to kissing her neck and started a path down to the v-cut of her shirt. Her warring conscience quickly took over at that moment and she pulled away. When she saw the passion in his eyes, she debated on whether to speak or not. He was finally opening up and letting her see him and she had to be the rational one. He saw the uncertainty in her eyes and brought one hand up to cup her face, while the other combed through her hair.

"Sara, what's wrong?" he asked. Concern evident in his voice.

She couldn't look in his eyes so she focused her attention on his shirt. "I, uh…How far are you willing to take this? Because as bad as I want this…I just…don't think it's such a good idea right now. I mean…I don't want you to regret it." She managed to get out nervously while fidgeting with the collar of his shirt.

"Sara, honey, please look at me." She slowly lifted her eyes to meet his. "I want this as bad as you. I want everything you have to offer but only when you're ready. So, if you don't want to go any further, we'll stop. I have one thing to say though…I don't regret what we've just done and I wouldn't regret it if we went further. And I'm sorry that you think that I would."

"Right now, I don't know what to think. This has all been so…surreal."

"Tell me about it. When I invited you over, I never thought we'd end up like this."

She smiled that wonderful smile at him. "How did you think we'd end up?"

"I had no idea." He answered honestly.

"Well, I have to tell you…this did nothing to help relieve my tension. In fact, I think it only made it worse."

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

"Hey, at least I'm happier now. I'm still full of tension and I'm exhausted but I'm happy."

"Happiness is a good thing but exhaustion isn't. That's what you get for working all the time."

"Yeah…I should go home and get some sleep."

"Sleep? You?"

"Contrary to popular belief, I do require sleep."

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

"Did you just say what I think you said?"

"You're exhausted, you shouldn't drive I would sleep a whole lot better knowing that you're safe here with me."

"You want me to sleep with you?"

"Sleep, Sara, just sleep. I have this nice, big, comfortable bed. It's in there calling your name. Can't you hear it? It's saying 'Sara, come in here and sleep on me'."

"I hear it saying 'Sara, Grissom's lost his mind'."

"Maybe I have. You see what you do to me? So, are you going to stay with me or do I have to do the gentlemanly thing and drive you home?"

"Wouldn't want to make you have to be a gentleman. I'll stay on one condition."

"Which is?"

"I get the left side of the bed."

"Whatever you want, Sara."

He stood and pulled her up with him. He reached out and grabbed her hand. Pulling it to her lips he kissed the back of her hand. He then led her to his bedroom. He opened the door and let her enter first. She walked in, looked around and turned to him, holding out her hands. He took her hands in his and pulled her in for a quick kiss. He let go of her and walked to his dresser and pulled out a t-shirt. He threw it over to her and she began to undress. He grabbed his nightclothes and went in to the bathroom to change. When he returned to the bedroom she was already in bed. She was laying on the left side of the bed waiting for him to join her. He lay down on his back and reached over and pulled her to him. She put her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. They were both content. The beat of Grissom's heart was slowly lulling Sara to sleep. Grissom sighed a contented sigh and placed a kiss on the top of Sara's head.

Before succumbing to sleep Sara managed to say, "Goodnight, Grissom."

He smiled and before drifting off replied, "Goodnight, Sara."

That's All Folks!

NOTES: I wasn't going to continue this but I thought what the hell. So, let me know if you like or not.