"Here we are," Griss announced as we pulled up to an absolutely beautiful cabin, surrounded by snow covered trees and hills.

I gasped. I hadn't seen a sight that pretty in long time.

As the car stopped, I jumped out and followed him to the back of the car; I really didn't want him to carry my bags again. It had made me feel useless before.

"I'll take that."

He looked a little taken back as a snatched my duffels from his hand; God he has gorgeous hands.

We walked very slowly up to the cabin, being careful to avoid ice.

"Sara, I want to apologize about this; I'm sorry if you think this is dumb. Before we get unpacked, just tell me if you want to leave," Gil avoided my eye contact.

I stopped; Leave? No way. He brought me all the way over here and I was going to stay.

"I'm staying," I smiled.

"Well let's get inside before we freeze!" Gil smiled back. He lead the way up the stairs and quickly unlocked the door.

I entered and gasped once again; The inside was more beautiful than the exterior.

A huge staircase was illuminated by a glass chandelier and upon seeing this, my heart skipped quite a few beats.

This was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for me in my life.

"I love it," I whispered. I really meant to say it louder but I was still in shock.

Grissom took my hands in his.

"Sorry, didn't catch that."

I smiled brightly at him; He was so beautiful.

Wait, can guys be beautiful? What the hell, of course they can.

"I said, I love it."

Griss wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.

So close I could feel his heart beating.

His soft lip met mine and I was instantly in heaven; I had to remind myself to congratulate him on his techniques later.

I put my arms around his neck and a shiver went down my spine; I really needed to get used to this kissing thing or every time he kissed me I'd be trembling like crazy.

Wait.

Why was he doing this, again? I couldn't remember.

Why had he taken me on a vacation?

His lips were now guiding mine open and shut, synched perfectly like two figure skaters.

"Gri--" I mumbled, trying to pull away.

He pulled his hand off my back and in an instant it was on my cheek, somehow caressing my jaw even though his hand didn't seem to be moving.

Okay, I really couldn't convince myself to break this kiss.

This kiss was amazing; I wish I could describe it, but it's too astounding.

So remarkable that my brain seems to have stopped working.

Grissom removed his hand from my cheek and took a few gasping breaths.

"I'm really sorry," He said, eyes wide in horror.

Confused, I touch the spot on my face where his hand had been; Yep, still tingling.

"Um… Why?"

He took my hand and lead me into the living room where we both sat down on the couch.

"I can't seem to stop kissing you," He mumbled.

I snuggled up to him, smiling.

"Griss, I guess no one has ever told you this but your kisses are amazing. They're like heaven drifting from your lips," I reached up and touched his bottom lip, "And onto mine."

Grissom wrapped his muscular arms around me.

I love how protected I feel around him. He's so awesome.

"Wow, very… poetic," He grinned.

Now it's my turn to kiss him.

I sat up and very gently sat down in his lap. Without hesitating I pressed my lips to mine.

His hands drifted to my hips and I gasped, not expecting him to react.

"Thank you. Thank you for making me see that this could work," He mumbled between kisses.

"You're welcome," I replied.

Let me say right now that making out with Griss was definitely nothing I expected on this trip.

I'm not complaining; If it were up to me, it'd happen much more often.