Chapter 16

Grissom looked over the counter as Sara spoke on the phone. She answered with a cryptic. "Don't chastise me."

Leigh Bloodworth's voice played a cool symphony on her ear. "CSI Sidle I don't ask for much, a peaceful place where my children can grow and be nurtured, a
nice meal at sunset, time to think and for my new friend to call me and tell what the hell is going on."

Grissom's eyes narrowed as Sara turned away from him. He was reminded of Jarvis' words. Men should leave the woman alone sometimes.

Leigh Bloodworth continued. "So why haven't I heard from you?"

Silence.

"He's there isn't he?"

"Yes." Sara was sure that blue eyes burned a hole in her neck.

"Alright let's go with yes or no questions."

"Sounds good."

"Did you have make love?"

"Yes."

"All night long?"

"Yes"

"All the next day"

"Yes"

"Was it the best sex ever?"

Jarvis Bloodworth turned down his newspaper and looked at his wife. He began to ask who she was talking to but thought better of it and went back to his crossword.

"Oh yes."

"Okay I won't press you for details until later but I am sensing something is wrong."

"A little"

"Should I hang up so you can text message me?"

"Yes"

Leigh Bloodworth tapped her read nails impatiently as she waited for Sara's text message. Jarvis Bloodworth spoke gently as he took a sip of coffee. "What is a nine letter word for tyranny that begins with the letter a."

"Autocracy"

He filled in the word and mumbled crossly. "How do you do that? I feel an unreasonable need to call Gil and warn him."

Leigh ignored him as her display lit up.

DON'T LAUGH

I MAKE NO PROMISES

GG IS INSATIABLE

AND THE PROBLEM IS?

UR LAUGHING AREN'T YOU

NOT YET. I NEED HARD DATA XCUSE THE PUN

3X IST NIGHT
4X NXT DAY
2X NXT NIGHT
2X TODAY NOT LUNCH YET

The screen bore no reply.

U THERE?

SPEECHLESS

Leigh typed as she spoke. "Jar..'

"Hmm…what's a three letter word for small Christmas person? Oh elf."

"Sara says that Gil is insatiable." Leigh showed the screen to Jarvis.

"What's the problem?"

"I don't know yet"

"JAR SAYS WHATS THE PROBLEM"

"WHAT! WHY ARE TELLING HIM?"

"I TELL HUBBY EVERYTHING

GEEZ

SPILL IT

Grissom sat a plate of soup and sandwich in front of Sara. He tried, unsuccessfully to read the screen.

She smiled up at him. "Thanks sweetie."

A quick kiss on her forehead and he took his food to the balcony and closed the screen door behind him.

VERY SORE

Blank screen

UR LAUGHING NOW RIGHT?

OH YEAH

HELP!

DID YOU TELL GG

NO

Y?

DON'T WANT HIM TO THINK I DON'T WANT HIM
I LIKE HAVING SEX
DON'T WANT TO STOP

TELL HIM
COOL BATH
IBUPROFEN
24 HOURS OFF

24?

YES

FIRST YOU TELL ME TO HAVE SEX THEN YOU TELL ME TO STOP

I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO GO OVERBOARD

FINE

TTYL

Grissom came in from the balcony and gathered Sara's lunch dishes. She watched him as she he loaded the dishwasher. When he was done he came and sat next to her.

"Have a nice chat with Leigh?"

His hands began to wander under her shirt and that familiar tingle started in what the romance writers referred to as her "loins"

She moved his hand away from one erect nipple and tried to think her Aunt Grace's moles.

"What's wrong?" He placed his hand back on the other nipple.

Her body pressed against his involuntarily. "Baby"

"Yes Sara." His lips tickled the base of her neck.

Both and her hands covered his and she kissed them lightly. "We can't."

His left hand broke free and stroked her crotch.

"Yes we can."

"Gil!" She pushed away from him as either hand steadied his face." Stop!"

Concern creased his brow. "What's wrong?"

"I am sore. I am very sore."

His concern was replaced with something she couldn't identify readily. "Is that your chest sticking out? I am in pain Gil." She winced at a sudden movement.

"Oh baby I am so sorry. What can I do?"

"Well the Bloodworth coalition says I need to take a cool bath, ibuprofen and we should lay off for at least 24 hours."

Gil hadn't realized that his mouth was open until he felt the air tickle a tooth.

"Gil we waited a decade."

"That's was before we actually had sex."

"I could sleep in the other bedroom."

"Sara you are not sleeping anywhere but in my arms."

For the hundredth time in less than 48 hours Sara wondered what they were doing and where they were going. She couldn't bring herself to ask him as he reached for her hand. "Let's get you in a bath."