Chapter 3
Brass passed the bottle to Grissom. The scientist looked at the bottle. His words were ever so slightly slurred. "Damn Jim, this stuff is pricey. You are developing a discerning taste in your old age."
Brass' words were even more slurred. "You can't take it with you."
Grissom poured the amber liquid into the crystal tumbler. He held it up to the light before he sipped.Grissom smiled at his friend. "So are you going to ask the lovely Lillian out?"
Brass looked at him from under hooded eyes. "You are enjoying this aren't you?"
Grissom quoted. "Those who plot the destruction of others often fall themselves."
"Who said that?"
"Plato"
"Well unlike you I know when I'm in trouble."
The criminalist smiled even more. "I have never denied that I am in trouble. I just can't seem to figure out what to do about it."
"Now see that's what I don't get. If Sara Sidle so much as wagged her big toe at me…Well you know."
Grissom nodded solemnly. "Half the night shift is in love with her and the other half are heterosexual women."
Brass snorted as he pulled the bottle towards himself.
After Brass left,
Grissom realized that he might have had too much to drink. The
couch in his office was uncomfortable on a good night let alone one
like tonight but it looked as if he had
no choice.
He didn't hear Sara come in. He was surprised to see her standing over him. For a split second he thought it was one of his frequent dreams of waking up with Sara smiling at him.
Her voice was soft. "You okay?"
Grissom sat up and blinked his eyes several times. "What time is it?"
"Around 9. How long have you been asleep?"
"Maybe 30 minutes."
He stretched. The pain was already starting to kick in.
"Why are you sleeping in your office?"
"Brass and I had a few."
His face was close to her crotch. He caught a whiff of her scent. He closed his eyes in ecstasy.
She rested her long hands on her hips and smiled. They wanted to bury themselves in Grissom's hair. She'd learned the hand trick from him. It was what he did when he was trying not to touch her.
"I can take you home."
Relief flooded his features. "You don't have to ask me twice."