"You ready to go back inside?" Nick looked over at Sara as they walked
around the property. It was a beautiful night and the sky was clear,
offering them a view of the moon and stars over the bay.
Sara let out a nervous laugh. "Hopefully we've been gone long enough." She felt her cheeks growing warm and tried to restrain an embarrassed smile. "I still can't believe the two of them."
Nick laughed at her discomfort, putting an arm around her shoulder again. "That's one of the reasons I don't stay at my parents' house when I go to Dallas. Since all of us are out of the house, they've become even more demonstrative than they were when we were home."
Sara smirked. "Don't get me wrong, I'm all for a healthy sex life, but they're my parents. I just don't need the mental image." She stopped and glanced over at him. "And the fact that you're here just makes it all that much more embarrassing. Promise me you won't say a word about this to anyone back in Vegas."
Nick glanced at the ground, chuckling as he considered what the others might say about it and knowing that they would probably find it about as funny as he did. But he didn't want to hurt Sara. "I promise." He grinned at her. "But I may tease you about it from time to time."
"Nick." Sara whined in protested.
"Ok, fine. Not a word." He paused and then whispered. "Unless we're alone."
"Ok." She laughed in spite of herself. "Now let's go see where we're sleeping."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I'm going to kill her." Sara was incredulous that the guest room she assumed Nick would be sleeping in had been converted into an office and the fold out bed that was always stored there was gone.
"Sara, I'm sure it's not that bad. I'll just sleep on the couch." Nick offered.
She tilted her head and looked at him in amusement. "Did you notice that the couch isn't a couch? It's a loveseat. You'll have to fold yourself into a pretzel if you think you're going to sleep on it."
Nick bit his tongue to keep from laughing. "Well what do you suggest?"
She held her hand to her forehead as she considered the possibilities. "Uh, I could ask my mom where another fold out bed is."
Nick raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Do you really want to wake her up?"
Sara grimaced. "Uh, no. Now that you mention it, that would be a really bad idea. They might try for an encore if I wake them up."
Nick couldn't hold his laughter in any longer. "You know I could just sleep on the floor."
She looked at him with her brow furrowed. "No, I'll sleep on the floor, you can have my bed. I didn't invite you up here to make you sleep on hardwood floors."
"I'm not taking your bed." Nick protested.
"Yes, you are." Sara insisted.
"Sara." Nick raised an eyebrow in challenge. "I'm not making you give up your bed."
"You're not making me do anything." Sara replied stubbornly. "I'll sleep on the floor."
"No, you're not." Nick protested again. "If you sleep on the floor, so am I."
Sara glared at him. "You're not making this easy."
"Why can't you just let me sleep on the floor then? It's not a big deal." Nick assured her.
"We'll just share it then." Sara sounded matter of factly.
Nick looked at her a little surprised. "Share." He couldn't believe she was suggesting the idea.
She nodded and looked him in the eye. "We're both adults. We can share a bed. It's not like we're attracted to each other."
"Sara." Nick protested again. "I can sleep on the floor." He wasn't sure that sharing a bed with a very attractive Sara Sidle was a good idea.
"Well then I am too." She huffed.
He rested his hands on his hips and smirked. "Fine, we'll share. But for the record, the floor would be fine."
"But there's no sense sleeping on the floor when there's a perfectly good bed in the room. We'll just get a fold out bed tomorrow." She reasoned and turned toward the bedroom that she'd spent her childhood years in.
Nick followed her silently, shaking his head at the irony of the situation. Who would believe that he was sharing a bed with Sara Sidle and that it was her idea?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Are you comfortable?" Sara looked over at Nick as he lay next to her.
His lips curved upward into a smile. "Very. You?"
"Yes." She smiled.
It had been a little interesting trying to figure out who was going to sleep on what side of the bed and Nick had been very conscious about leaving her plenty of space so she wouldn't get the wrong idea, even though at the moment his mind was definitely drifting into territory that he wasn't sure was a good idea since they were sharing a bed.
Nick shifted his weight and pulled the pillow under his neck a little further.
"You sure you're comfortable?" Sara had rolled onto her side to face him. Her face was a mixture of concern and curiosity.
He grinned. "Yeah, just trying to fine tune things."
"Ok." She smiled brightly. "Do you want to turn the light out then?"
"Sure." He turned to reach for the bedside lamp and started to laugh. "Uh, Sara, did you see this?"
She glanced at him curiously. "What?"
Nick grabbed a book that had been sitting next to the lamp and handed it to her. "Is this some sort of hint from your mom?"
When Sara saw what he held in his hands she let out a groan of embarrassment. "What the hell is she thinking? She's been dropping not so subtle hints since we got here this afternoon that she thinks you and I should be more than just friends, but this is ridiculous."
Nick couldn't help but laugh as he took the book back and opened it. "I mean, this looks like fun, but she does know that we're not dating."
"Yes, she knows we're not dating." Sara covered her face with her arm. "I cannot believe she put that in here."
Nick studied one of the pages with interest. "Hmm, this looks interesting." He nudged Sara. "You ever try this?"
She looked at the page in question and then at him and rolled her eyes. "No. And I can't believe that you're looking at it."
Nick raised an eyebrow at her. "What? Your mom obviously wants you to have as much fun as her and your dad do."
Sara let out another groan. "Nick, put that down. I don't know what's worse, hearing them have sex or having you find a copy of the Kama Sutra."
Sara let out a nervous laugh. "Hopefully we've been gone long enough." She felt her cheeks growing warm and tried to restrain an embarrassed smile. "I still can't believe the two of them."
Nick laughed at her discomfort, putting an arm around her shoulder again. "That's one of the reasons I don't stay at my parents' house when I go to Dallas. Since all of us are out of the house, they've become even more demonstrative than they were when we were home."
Sara smirked. "Don't get me wrong, I'm all for a healthy sex life, but they're my parents. I just don't need the mental image." She stopped and glanced over at him. "And the fact that you're here just makes it all that much more embarrassing. Promise me you won't say a word about this to anyone back in Vegas."
Nick glanced at the ground, chuckling as he considered what the others might say about it and knowing that they would probably find it about as funny as he did. But he didn't want to hurt Sara. "I promise." He grinned at her. "But I may tease you about it from time to time."
"Nick." Sara whined in protested.
"Ok, fine. Not a word." He paused and then whispered. "Unless we're alone."
"Ok." She laughed in spite of herself. "Now let's go see where we're sleeping."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I'm going to kill her." Sara was incredulous that the guest room she assumed Nick would be sleeping in had been converted into an office and the fold out bed that was always stored there was gone.
"Sara, I'm sure it's not that bad. I'll just sleep on the couch." Nick offered.
She tilted her head and looked at him in amusement. "Did you notice that the couch isn't a couch? It's a loveseat. You'll have to fold yourself into a pretzel if you think you're going to sleep on it."
Nick bit his tongue to keep from laughing. "Well what do you suggest?"
She held her hand to her forehead as she considered the possibilities. "Uh, I could ask my mom where another fold out bed is."
Nick raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Do you really want to wake her up?"
Sara grimaced. "Uh, no. Now that you mention it, that would be a really bad idea. They might try for an encore if I wake them up."
Nick couldn't hold his laughter in any longer. "You know I could just sleep on the floor."
She looked at him with her brow furrowed. "No, I'll sleep on the floor, you can have my bed. I didn't invite you up here to make you sleep on hardwood floors."
"I'm not taking your bed." Nick protested.
"Yes, you are." Sara insisted.
"Sara." Nick raised an eyebrow in challenge. "I'm not making you give up your bed."
"You're not making me do anything." Sara replied stubbornly. "I'll sleep on the floor."
"No, you're not." Nick protested again. "If you sleep on the floor, so am I."
Sara glared at him. "You're not making this easy."
"Why can't you just let me sleep on the floor then? It's not a big deal." Nick assured her.
"We'll just share it then." Sara sounded matter of factly.
Nick looked at her a little surprised. "Share." He couldn't believe she was suggesting the idea.
She nodded and looked him in the eye. "We're both adults. We can share a bed. It's not like we're attracted to each other."
"Sara." Nick protested again. "I can sleep on the floor." He wasn't sure that sharing a bed with a very attractive Sara Sidle was a good idea.
"Well then I am too." She huffed.
He rested his hands on his hips and smirked. "Fine, we'll share. But for the record, the floor would be fine."
"But there's no sense sleeping on the floor when there's a perfectly good bed in the room. We'll just get a fold out bed tomorrow." She reasoned and turned toward the bedroom that she'd spent her childhood years in.
Nick followed her silently, shaking his head at the irony of the situation. Who would believe that he was sharing a bed with Sara Sidle and that it was her idea?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Are you comfortable?" Sara looked over at Nick as he lay next to her.
His lips curved upward into a smile. "Very. You?"
"Yes." She smiled.
It had been a little interesting trying to figure out who was going to sleep on what side of the bed and Nick had been very conscious about leaving her plenty of space so she wouldn't get the wrong idea, even though at the moment his mind was definitely drifting into territory that he wasn't sure was a good idea since they were sharing a bed.
Nick shifted his weight and pulled the pillow under his neck a little further.
"You sure you're comfortable?" Sara had rolled onto her side to face him. Her face was a mixture of concern and curiosity.
He grinned. "Yeah, just trying to fine tune things."
"Ok." She smiled brightly. "Do you want to turn the light out then?"
"Sure." He turned to reach for the bedside lamp and started to laugh. "Uh, Sara, did you see this?"
She glanced at him curiously. "What?"
Nick grabbed a book that had been sitting next to the lamp and handed it to her. "Is this some sort of hint from your mom?"
When Sara saw what he held in his hands she let out a groan of embarrassment. "What the hell is she thinking? She's been dropping not so subtle hints since we got here this afternoon that she thinks you and I should be more than just friends, but this is ridiculous."
Nick couldn't help but laugh as he took the book back and opened it. "I mean, this looks like fun, but she does know that we're not dating."
"Yes, she knows we're not dating." Sara covered her face with her arm. "I cannot believe she put that in here."
Nick studied one of the pages with interest. "Hmm, this looks interesting." He nudged Sara. "You ever try this?"
She looked at the page in question and then at him and rolled her eyes. "No. And I can't believe that you're looking at it."
Nick raised an eyebrow at her. "What? Your mom obviously wants you to have as much fun as her and your dad do."
Sara let out another groan. "Nick, put that down. I don't know what's worse, hearing them have sex or having you find a copy of the Kama Sutra."