Nick and Sara lounged on her couch eating popcorn as they watched the movie they had rented. Once they had given their statements to Brass about what they had and hadn't seen in the parking lot of the video store and had endured a bit more ribbing from him for stumbling across a crime scene while being on a date that no one knew they were on, they had come back to Sara's apartment where she had promptly kicked off her shoes.
Nick's arm was around Sara's shoulders and he was playing with her hair as she leaned her head against his shoulder. The movie was about halfway through when Nick made an observation out loud. "You have cute feet."
"What?" Sara looked at him with befuddled amusement.
"I said that I think you have cute feet." He repeated with a chuckle as he looked at the expression on her face.
Sara looked at her feet which were propped up on the coffee table next to Nick's sock covered ones. She furrowed her brow and crossed her ankles. "I have big feet."
"I think they're cute." Nick said decisively as if his observation was the last word on the subject.
Sara rolled her eyes. "My feet are too big and my legs are too long."
"No way." Nick clearly did not agree.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find women's shoes in a size 10? And I'm not even going to go into how hard it is to find jeans long and slim enough to fit me." Sara pursed her lips together in dissatisfaction.
Nick's arm tightened around Sara's shoulder and he planted a kiss against her hair. "Sara, do you have any idea how sexy I think your legs are?"
As much as she was flattered, she was also flustered by Nick's attention because she hadn't been treated like this by anyone for quite a while. She turned to look at him and smirked. "Do you think you could try paying attention to the movie?"
Nick leaned over and kissed her forehead. "You're far better looking than Hugh Grant."
Sara felt a faint blush creep into her cheeks. "Thanks, I think."
Nick chuckled.
"At least you didn't compare me to that woman in the fuzzy jacket." Sara replied in mock relief.
"What? I think she's kind of hot." He couldn't keep the amusement off of his face. "In a hippie, grunge, granola sort of way."
Sara's eyebrows curved upward. "Oh, so what you're saying is that if you had met my mother in the sixties you would have hit on her."
Nick chuckled and tucked an errant curl behind her ear. "If she was as pretty as you I probably would have, but since I wasn't even a glimmer in my mother's eye at that point, I doubt it."
A smile curled Sara's lips and she cleared her throat as she leaned her head back onto his shoulder again. Their attention drifted back to the movie and they sat there for a couple more minutes with only the TV providing dialogue. Nick couldn't seem to stop playing with Sara's hair.
Sara started to giggle, breaking the silence between them. "Nick, this is so weird."
He furrowed his brow and chuckled. "What's so weird?"
"You. This." A shy smile spread across her face as she looked up at him. "Us."
He smiled at her, trailing his fingers down the side of her cheek. "What's so weird about two people who like each other spending time together?"
She looked up into his eyes. "But we've spent time together before. This is different."
He caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. "Yeah, it is different, but I kind of like it."
"It's just going to take a little time getting used to wanting to kiss you." Sara confessed with a hint of color in her cheeks.
Nick couldn't keep his smile from turning into a grin as he thought about the soft chaste kiss she'd given him on the upper deck of the boat during the dinner cruise. "So you want to kiss me again, huh?"
She smiled and nodded, reaching up and touching his jaw with her fingertips. "Yeah, I do."
Nick's grin widened. "That's good."
Sara let out a nervous laugh.
"Because I want to kiss you too." He leaned in and softly touched his lips to hers in a soft, gentle kiss.
Sara's eyes fluttered shut as she enjoyed the sensation of his lips on hers. They were soft and warm and firm. Her eyes opened as she felt him pull away and a smile spread across her face as she looked at him smiling at her. "That's going to take a little getting used to too."
Nick chuckled. "Really?" He leaned in and kissed her longer and deeper than the first time, encouraged by Sara's response. As he pulled away several minutes later he grinned. "Is that helping?"
Sara smirked. "Uh, uh." Her fingers trailed across his lips.
He raised an eyebrow and smirked back impishly. "Maybe we need to practice then." His arms slid around her waist to pull her closer.
Sara let out a deep throaty laugh. "Don't get carried away."
He looked at her mischievously. "You want to stop?" The glint in his eyes clearly implied that he did not want to stop.
She toyed with his loosened tie as she chuckled softly. "No, I don't want you to stop." She raised her eyebrow in warning and put her finger against his lips as he leaned back towards her for another kiss, stopping him momentarily. She looked him directly in the eye. "But you're not getting me naked tonight either." The firm tone she used told him that she meant what she said.
He smiled sincerely and pulled her finger away from his lips. "Understood." He held her hand in his for a moment and just looked at her to let her know he was in complete agreement with what she said before he leaned in and kissed her again.