Never To Late 9/12
After their romantic beach front picnic, they went walking around Sea World. Every time she looked at Grissom she had to laugh a little. And when people looked at his hand she just laughed a little more. His entire hand was bright blue and the color extended halfway up his arm.
"Sara it's bad enough that everyone is looking at me funny, but do you have to laugh?"
"I'm sorry Grissom. Did she happen to mention how long this is going to last?"
"A couple of days. At least that's how long it did when this happened to her."
Sara just laughed slightly again.
"So, it could be longer?" she asked,
"Yeah. I guess so," he replied sadly.
She took hold of his hands and looked into his eyes
"Grissom, it's not that big of a deal. I don't care. Even if your whole body was blue forever, it is never going to change how I feel about you."
"I just don't want to embarrass you. People are staring."
"When was the last time I cared about what anyone else thought of me? Grissom to me, your opinion is the only one that matters."
"What did I ever do to deserve you?"
"You asked me to come to Las Vegas," she replied kissing him "Come on blue boy, I wanna see the dolphins!"
They spent the rest of the afternoon feeding the dolphins and touching the stingrays. During the Shamu show, they both got a little wet, which caused Sara's hair to become slightly wavy. Grissom loved it when her hair was curled. It was around six as they made their way out of the park. They were almost out when a stuffed dolphin stopped them and had them take a picture with him.
Grissom stood next to Sara with one arm around her shoulder. Sara settled into his side with an arm around his waist and her other was across his chest with her hand over his heart. With her head on his shoulder, she looked towards the camera as the dolphin came to stand behind the couple. Sara smiled brightly when Grissom placed a kiss on her head as the camera flashed.
They both walked to the photographer to take a look at the picture. Sara smacked Grissom.
"You didn't even look at the camera!" she replied
"I was distracted by that sexy woman standing beside me," he smiled
"Unbelievable"
"Yes you are. I'll be right back." he kissed her cheek rushing off.
"Your husband is quite a romantic," the photographer said after a moment
"Oh, he's not my husband."
"Really? Wow! My advice," she said as Grissom returned with a bag in his hand "Hang on to him. Don't let him go."
"I don't plan to," Sara replied as Grissom took her hand leading her out of the park.
It was beginning to get dark as they walked to the car. As they reached the passenger side door Sara grabbed Grissom's shirt pulling him into a kiss.
"I had a lot of fun today Grissom," she whispered.
"They day is not over yet angel," he said kissing her again.
He reached down and opened the door, ushering her inside. Sara just giggled.
"You spoil me you know. I don't think I could ever be with another guy after you."
"That's the plan," Grissom said shutting the door.
He hopped into the car and pulled out of the Sea World parking lot. He took a hold of Sara's hand and laced her fingers with his. In turn, Sara leaned into his side and began kissing his neck.
"Grissom?" she whispered in his ear.
"Yes?" came the reply.
"I know you have made reservations and all but, I kinda want you all to myself," she said continuing her assault on his neck.
At the light Grissom turned his head and captured her lips in a kiss.
"I would love to Sara, really I would, call me selfish if you must but I'm kinda hungry."
"Me too," she said pressing her lips into his.
A car horn from behind them brought both back to reality. Grissom proceeded down the road as Sara's hand began to massage his thigh. All the meanwhile continuing to kiss his neck.
"Um, Sara, if you don't stop soon ..."
"What? I'm not doing anything," she replied innocently as her hand moved further up his thigh.
"Sara ..." he said warningly.
"Okay...okay," she sighed " But I'm serious Griss. There is a full kitchen in our room so lets just get some supplies and make dinner. I think I even saw a DVD player in the room too so what do you think? Dinner over looking the ocean and a private viewing of a movie?"
"I couldn't think of a better way to end a perfect day." he said kissing her quickly.
"Turn into that shopping center. Grissom its fate. Grocery Store and Blockbuster all in one shot. The signs are all pointing to this being our plan."
"You are too cute Sara," he replied smiling
She just blushed slightly
"I'll run in and get stuff for dinner, and you pick out the movie."
"You trust me with the movie selection?" he asked.
"I trust you with my life," she said as he pulled into a parking spot.
He shut of the car and turned to her. He kissed her gently, tracing her cheek with his thumb and she began to giggle.
"What?" he asked
"I was just thinking that if your hand stays blue when we get back to Vegas you can join the Blue Man Group."
"Alright! You know what? 20 minutes missy, you have 20 minutes to get everything for dinner and be back at this car or I'm leaving you here."
"You wouldn't dare!" she replied as he got out of the car.
"Sara, I would never, could never leave you, just humor me okay ?" he said shutting the door, making his was to the video store.
They both made it back to the car in time and they rode in a comfortable silence on their way back to the hotel. Reaching the room Sara put the groceries on the counter and Grissom made his way to the TV placing the movies beside it.
"Hey Sara, I know this is supposed to be a romantic dinner, but can we tone it down? At least the attire, what do you say to a romantic dinner al fresco in pajamas?" he asked
"I was just thinking the same thing," she laughed "You go and change and I'm gonna get this stuff started," she replied for the kitchen area.
He placed the picture he had purchased of them at Sea World in his suitcase while pulling out his pajamas . As he made is way to the kitchen, he smiled as he saw Sara getting things out and turning things on. She was so distracted she didn't notice him sneak into the kitchen coming up behind her.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and began to kiss her neck.
"What are we having?" he asked between kisses.
"Hmmm .. .what?" she said softly turning in his arms.
"What are we having?" he repeated kissing her lips.
"Oh ... um ... just some pasta with a garlic marinara sauce. Oh and I got some Sun Dried Tomato bread that I was going to dust with butter and rosemary."
"Garlic? You sure about that?" he said kissing her again.
"Oh yeah! Brings a better flavor to the sauce. Besides, if you eat garlic, and I eat garlic, they kinda cancel each other out."
"Such a thinker you are Miss Sidle."
She ran her hands down his arms until she found his, still wrapped around her waist.
"Silk pajamas hun?" she said eyeing the garmets in his hands "You continue to surprise me. Wait a minute, does Catherine know what you wear to bed?" she asked
"How and WHY the hell would Catherine know?" he asked defensively
"Nothing it's just, well, she helped me pick out some sleepwear and well, they are kinda similar."
"I saw what you wore this morning and they don't match."
She kissed his cheek.
"Just go change, then come back here and help me with this stuff" she smiled
"Kay, I'll be 2 minutes."
"Promises, Promises"
Sara started the pasta water and assembled the sauce. She was just chopping up the rosemary when Grissom walked into the kitchen. She almost chopped her finger off.
Grissom was leaning in the doorway in all black silk. Black silk pants and a short sleeved black silk button down shirt. She moved her eyes up his body until they were to his face. He had a smile that could light a room and God help her, he was wearing his glasses. He never looked sexier. She just stared at him for a moment.
"Looks good" she tried coolly
"Just good? Judging by your reaction, I look more than just 'good' "he said walking toward her.
"No, just good," she said dodging past him to her suitcase.
"Un Hun." he said
"All you have to do is stir the sauce and if the water starts to boil drop the pasta in. I'll be back to put the bread under the broiler," she replied flying past the kitchen.
Once inside the bathroom she splashed some cool water on her face and tried to regain her composure. If she didn't have sex with this man soon, she was going to lose it. They had known each other long enough. She hoped tonight would be the night. She slipped into her nightgown and fluffed her hair a little bit. She shut off the light and made her way into the kitchen.
She watched as Grissom poured the box of pasta into the water trying to stir the sauce with his blue hand at the same time. She stifled a laugh as she saw the sauce splattering on the stove. She placed her hands on her hips and coughed to get his attention.
"Having a little trouble Grissom?"
He looked up and dropped the sauce spoon. He was speechless
"By the way what movies did you get?" she asked