AN: Again, another load of reviews! Thanks so much! Christmas Eve is only 5 days away, and I've still yet to find a chocolate covered George… (Although if Santa is reading this, I would take one that's clothed… or unclothed… either way…) Anyway, if I somehow find a bunch, well then I will try and get Santa to deliver them to you guys. And if you all want Erics…well… I guess I'll try to find some. But I have to say, he's pretty cute but I can't see how you'd pick him over… George Eads…SIGH Oh well… less competition, except Jorja, which brings me to my next point. As far as I know, it's not OFFICIAL that George and Jorja are together, but I'm convinced that they are, I mean have you seen all those pictures? They're always kissing and hugging… you see that every now and again between the rest of the cast but those two seem to be like rabbits! So I think they're together… or at least fuck buddies… I mean really I don't think any straight girl can be Just friends with that man… unless it's his choice… I know I wouldn't be able to do it…sorry I'm just rambling…read and review!!!

PS: I still own nothing CBS or anything except some DVDs, books, pc game, etc.

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Sara was having the most wonderful dream. She and Nick were lying in bed and he was kissing her neck with those soft, warm, wonderful full lips of his. She began to drift awake, saddened that this would soon end, though she knew it wasn't the last time she'd dream this. It had been a recurring dream since she had met him, and had been coming back to her more and more all the time.

In her sleep-fogged mind, she realized that tingly feeling wasn't going away. And her arm seemed to be pinned down by something heavy. Willing herself to wake up completely and figure it out, she realized that that weight on her arm was actually Nick, in bed with her. Ah, okay that made sense.

Wait a second.

Nick. Nick Stokes? In her bed?! Mentally she shook her head, trying to figure this one out. She didn't remember drinking anything. Suddenly, it dawned on her. Dallas, Nick's family, embarrassing situations, and having to share a bed.

Despite the fact that they made sure they weren't touching when they went to sleep, they had drifted together at some point in the night. Sara was cuddled into Nick, one arm under his neck and the other over his stomach. Her top leg was over his, wrapped around his thigh and pulling him closer to her body. She had had her head resting against his chest, but she slipped down to have her face buried in the side of his shoulder opposite her, so the side of her neck was exposed to his mouth. Nick had one arm wrapped around her, his hand on her back, while the other rested on her hip.

Sara realized Nick was sound asleep while he continued to kiss her. She doubted he even knew what he was doing. Those doubts were soon erased when he mumbled, "Mmm, Sara…" His voice thick with sleep. Or arousal. She wasn't quite sure.

Biting her lip she contemplated what she could do. Wake him up, but then he could be embarrassed, let him kiss her, but then she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself if he kept this up much longer. God the things this man could do, and all he was doing was kissing her! In his sleep, even! Or, she could get up, let him wake up and never speak of this again. But then, he had moaned her name. He obviously was thinking of her. Although, there were plenty of Sara's in the world. "I'm second guessing myself. Or am I? Wow, that's irony…"

Before she could think anymore, Nick shifted again, letting his tongue touch her skin. "Oh, God…Sidle…"

Okay that was it. How many Sara Sidles could he know? She decided she'd just enjoy his magic lips a few more moments and ease him awake so they could talk. Shifting slightly, she let him kiss her a little more as she moved around, hoping to wake him up without being too obvious.

Nick slowly began to wake up when he realized what he was doing. Valuing certain parts of his anatomy he figured he'd better stop. But her neck felt so soft and warm, and she smelled so good. She smelled like him and his sheets, mixed with her own beautiful smell of shampoo and something that just seemed to be Sara. Finally he decided to stop, since he didn't want her to get upset, and if he continued for much longer Mother Nature could take over and make Sara even more upset. After one last kiss he finally pulled his lips away.

At the sudden end of the kissing, Sara lifted her head up to look at him, his brown eyes looking back up at her.

"H-h-hi." He stammered, blushing.

"Hey." She smiled, catching him off guard. "Good morning."

"Good morning." Nick was very confused, but he tried not to show it. She should be killing him right now. After all, she would know how to hide the evidence.

Sighing she laid her head back down on his strong chest, hearing his heartbeat. Unconsciously, his hand moved up and down her back while hers softly scratched his arm.

"This is nice." She said softly.

"Yeah. Yeah, it is." He couldn't help but grin, she wasn't mad at all. Was it possible she did feel the same way as he did? Thinking back on it, not just any girl would agree to go home with him for Christmas. Or pretend to be his girlfriend and kiss him. Or be okay with sleeping in his bed with him.

Finally after a few more moments of silence, Nick finally said, "I think we need to talk."

Lifting her head she looked into his eyes once again. "Yeah. I think so too."

Sighing deeply he hoped this would work out. "I think things are changing."

"Me too."

"I mean, between us…" He was starting to loose his confidence and began flustering.

"So did I." She giggled slightly.

"Well, I mean, this can be, well, dangerous." She cocked her head. "I mean, umm, what, I guess, uhh, what I'm trying to say is, well, " He stopped, looking upwards as if he would see the answer floating there. Sighing he collected his thoughts and looked back into her eyes. "You're my best friend. I don't think I've ever…connected with someone on the level that I do with you. And, well, I don't want to ever loose you. I guess I'm just afraid that if things don't work out, I'll loose you as a friend, and I don't—"

Suddenly he stopped when he felt a pair of soft lips press against his own. This was different from their other kisses. As much as they had both wanted the others to be real, this one was real. He responded and kissed her back, pouring his feelings into the kiss.

Finally they broke apart, breathing heavily. Sara was fully on top of him now, her hands on his bare chest while Nick rested his hands on her sides, his fingers caressing her where her shirt had ridden up.

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"Did we just do that?" Nick asked.

Grinning, Sara kissed him quickly again and nodded. "Yeah, we did."

"Wow." He said again. Kissing her before had been great, but that was unbelievable. "Was that for real?"

"I hope so." She smiled softly.

"Me too." He told her sincerely. He sighed heavily and Sara knew he had something on his mind.

"What is it?"

"Well," He had a thoughtful look on his face. "I'd like to ask you something and there's no way of saying this without sounding like an awkward 15 year old at his first dance."

"What's that?" She asked giggling.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"

She giggled a little more and kissed him softly. "Of course."

"Good." He grinned again. Suddenly, his expression changed again, back to that thoughtful look once more.

Sara couldn't help but giggle again. "What now?"

"I'd like to tell everyone that you're my girlfriend and spread the good news, but my family already thinks we're going out, so they won't see any big deal about it."

Her giggles turned into laughs and she kissed him. "You're so cute. Don't worry about that. We can just give up acting and be a real couple or we can tell them the truth. We weren't actually going out before and it wasn't until your mom made us sleep together that we decided to make it official."

Nick let out a deep throaty chuckle. "You're cute."

"So are you."

She smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him on the nose. When she did, Nick moved his head and captured her lips with his own. As they touched they instantly kissed harder. He pulled her close to his body and Sara moved up to gain easier access to his mouth. She whimpered when he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue against her bottom lip, asking permission to deepen the kiss. Without a word, Sara opened her mouth and invited him in. As soon as their tongues slid against the other they groaned together and tried to deepen the kiss. Nick's hands that were caressing her sides came up to her shoulders, rubbing and massaging them as he held her close against his chest. The next thing either of them knew, Sara was rubbing his hard chest with her palms while his hands went down to cup her butt, rubbing her cheeks in his large hands.

After a few long moments, but not nearly long enough for either of them, the need for oxygen caused them to break the kiss, leaving them breathing heavily from both the lack of air and the desire they felt between them.

Nick gasped and whispered to her, "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that for real."

"Oh yeah I do."

"I don't know if you do. Do you know the exact moment I realized I wanted to do that?"

"When?"

"Told you." He smirked. "Since the day Grissom made me throw dummies off a roof."

"When—" Suddenly it dawned on her. "That was the day I met you."

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She remembered meeting Grissom as he watched the bodies fall off the roof. She never paid attention to it until a gorgeous man came out through the hotel and began to talk to

Gris.

"Sara I'd like you to meet Nick Stokes. He's a CSI with the crime lab."

"Hi, I'm Sara Sidle."

"Lovely to meet you Miss Sidle." He grinned his famous Texan grin as he spoke in a sexy twang.

"Please, call me Sara."

"Alright then, lovely to meet you, Sara." He grinned as he reached out and shook her hand.

From that day on, she had admired him, as a co-worker, friend, and gorgeous, sexy, Texan cowboy.

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A sweet soft kiss on her lips broke her from her reverie. Nick chuckled when she shook her head, remembering where she was and placed a kiss on his lips.

"What?" She asked.

"What planet were you on then, Sara?"

Oh how she loved how he said her name. When it fell off his lips in that southern accent she wanted nothing more than to… she blushed at the thought.

"Sorry. Just… thinking…"

"About what?"

"About when I realized I wanted to kiss you like that."

"And when was that?"

"When you called me Miss Sidle." He grinned, remembering it fondly.

"Oh Sara…" He kissed her softly and rolled them over, deepening the kiss as he pushed her into the mattress.

They kissed for a few moments, letting hands roam over clothes and exposed skin until Sara stopped and looked into his eyes, which were black with arousal.

"What is it?"

"Not yet." She told him.

Nick groaned, but he understood. Sitting up in bed he realized this was very new for both of them, and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin things with his best friend. "Okay. We should get up."

"Wait, Nick…"

"Yeah?"

"Are you upset?"

"No."

"You sure?" He seemed very disappointed. It hit her hard, as in college she had been deemed a 'cold fish' when she wouldn't sleep with a guy on the first date. After that it was very difficult to get a date.

"Yes." He looked at her and smiled. "I completely understand. This is a very new thing between us, and being in a bed together right now is sort of risky."

"Yes."

He looked sheepish. "And to be honest, I don't quite trust myself to stay in bed here with you right now. So if you'd excuse me…"

Sara couldn't help but giggle as she leaned in and kissed him. "Good. Go on, cowboy." As he stood up she slapped him on his boxer-covered ass, causing him to jump.

"Yee-haw…" He called as he left the bedroom.

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"Oh Mrs Stokes, this coffee is delicious." Sara said as she gratefully held the cup in her hands. She was sitting in the kitchen with her bathrobe over her pyjamas, with Nick's sisters while he was upstairs in the shower.

"Sara, dear you're just too polite. First of all, I believe I told you to call be Evelyn. Secondly, it's normal perked coffee that I bought at the supermarket. I want you to just make yourself at home and be comfortable." She told her as she left to go to work. "Bye, everyone. I'll be back by 4:00!"

"Bye mom!"

"Bye, thanks Evelyn." She took another sip of coffee, trying to hide the grin behind her mug. No one realized that she and Nick had just officially begun a brand new relationship, and there was no point in telling anyone, since they already thought they were together.

"Sara, you look like a girl with something to say." Kerry said with a smug smile on her face.

"Yes, she does have the look of a woman who's very satisfied." Joanne agreed.

Sara's jaw dropped to the floor. She couldn't believe what they were saying.

"I hope Nicky treats you well, Sara."

"Oh… yes, he does." He was quiet the gentleman. "I must say, you did a good job in bringing him up. He's very chivalrous, and it seems men like that are few and far between."

"Yes, so many of them are out for their own pleasure." Kerry said.

"Oh yes." Emily backed her up.

"I hope Nick looks out for your pleasure as well as his own." Joanne said, looking at her slyly.

"Umm…uh…" Though they hadn't yet slept together, they had had a very intense make out session earlier, and he seemed to be very good at what he did.

"Is he a generous lover?" In honesty, Kerry really didn't want to know about her little brother, but she did want to do a bit of teasing.

Sara was in shock. "Umm, well, I, uh I don't think it's appropriate for me to talk about your little brother in that way."

"Hey I'm the only little brother in this house! What are you talking about and why isn't it appropriate?" Nick called as he came into the kitchen, grabbing a mug of coffee as he leaned against the counter in a pair of low-rise jeans and no shirt.

"Uhh… umm…" Sara had seemed to have forgotten the English language at the moment. Between watching the water droplets on Nick's chest travel southward until they got lost in his waistband and the conversation that had been going on, she was feeling very flustered.

"We just wanted to make sure that you were treating her right, Nicky." Emily said, her voice sickly sweet.

"Of course I am, isn't that right babe?" He stood behind her and bent down to kiss her.

"That's right." She said huskily and met his lips.

After that make out session that had left both of them very hungry for more, they got lost in the moment and Nick stuck his tongue between Sara's lips. They deepened the kiss until a course of "ooooh's" from Nick's sisters broke them apart.

Nick winked at her and stood up, knowing full well that she was staring at every nuance of his muscular chest.

"You two seem to have really rekindled something last night." Kerry teased.

"Yeah, was that what that noise was that I heard, maybe? It sounded something like a headboard banging against the wall." Emily grinned, her expression much like Nick's.

Nick and Sara blushed, looking guilty, even though they hadn't done anything last night, and it was only this morning that they even began a real relationship.

"Nick, go put on a shirt and stop showing off for the ladies." Luke came in, teasing his little brother. While Luke wasn't skinny or overweight, he didn't have quite the same muscular physique that his younger brother had. Of course, that came with the age. He remembered a time when Nick would try to lift his weights and flex his skinny little arms, trying to be big and strong like his big brother.

"Ah, y'all are just jealous, ya old man." Nick stood up straight and tall and flexed, mostly to show off for Sara.

"Just wait until you're old and flabby like me with four kids hanging off of you."

"Oh I'll make sure Nick gets his workout. Once a week." Sara decided to just stop being shy and play along.

Nick gulped. He had been hoping for once a week when the time eventually came. "Once a week?"

"Yes, that should keep you fit, shouldn't it?"

"Umm… well…I think it's important to exercise frequently, say… three or four times a week, at least. Maybe even more." Sara stood up and leaned against him.

"Well we'll just see, won't we?" She put her hand in his back pocket and kissed his shoulder.

"Uh…yeah…"

"Now, go get dressed. I'm the only one who you should be showing off for." Winking at him she put her hand on his bicep, squeezing slightly. "You can show me after." She said in a loud whisper.

The three of Nick's sisters and his brother traded glances, looking around the table in surprise at Sara's change of spirit as her eyes were glued to the firm, jean-clad behind of her boyfriend as he exited the room.

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TBC…