Chapter 4

Grissom's sleepy voice startled her. "What are you doing out here? Come back to bed."

When she didn't speak, he came and sat next to her. She didn't look at him.

"Hon?"

"Sofia called."

"She did?"

Should he tell her now?

"Actually she sent an interesting text message. It would probably be considered obscene in every state but Nevada. I stopped reading after the first sentence."

Grissom took her hand in hers. "Are you mad at me?"

She gave him a gap toothed grin. "Are you mad at me for reading your text message?"

"I'm tired of keeping secrets."

She smiled at him.

"Was everything okay? I mean was it alright."

Grissom frowned in confusion. His head tilted a bit to the right.

"I mean did you enjoy..." Sara's face was tinged with pink as she played with one of her ears.

Something in his sleep muddled brain came to life. "You mean did I enjoy making love to you. I think I woke the neighbors."

He leaned his head against the couch and looked at her. "You know most women your age assume that a man my age would just be glad to attend the party. Why are you asking me this?"

He saw the words forming on her lips. She stopped. He spoke. "You can tell me anything you know. We just made love and I thought it was wonderful, but if you didn't, you have to tell me. I want to satisfy you."

The words came out in a rush. "Hank said the reason that he cheated on me was because I was not good in bed. He said that I wasn't experienced enough. I thought that might be the reason that we never... that was the reason we never made love again after that night?"

An emotion she didn't recognize passed across Grissom's face. His speech was low and hard. "That's not why I didn't come back. I didn't come back because everything was too intense for me, because I was scared, because I thought you were too young to know what you wanted, because I had...have a number of issues that have nothing to do with you."

She touched the side of his face soothingly.

He pulled her into a tight embrace. "Baby, I am the one that should be worried about satisfying you. I am not a young man. I'm nearly 50."

Her arm went around his neck. "I am immensely satisfied with you and by you Gil Grissom. I don't know any 30 year old men passing out 3 orgasms in one session. "

He laughed softly. "I do what I can. Now are you coming back to bed?"

Sara looked suspicious.

Grissom put a hand to chest. "To sleep, to sleep"

"One second. I need to check my email. My mother has some grand plan for Thanksgiving."

He stood and kissed the top her head. "Catherine is probably going to call my cell. Tell her that the Matthews case is on hold until we get the DNA evidence from Mac in New York and Hon..."

"Yeah?"

"Tell her I said thank you."

Sara was at her desk in the living room typing a quick note to her mother when Gil's cell rang.

Her mother had sent pictures of the addition at the bed and breakfast. She reached for it absently.

"Hey Cath."

"Um... may I speak to Gil Grissom?"

Sara recognized the voice. Sofia.

"He's asleep. Can I take a message?"

"Asleep...I see. You can just tell him..."

Sara disconnected the call and ignored it when it started ringing again.

She snuggled close to a sleeping Grissom. She was surprised to feel his erection against her. "I thought you were asleep."

He kissed her neck. "You woke me up."