Geeky Kind of Christmas 3/8
The two sat in Sara's living room eating breakfast. Sara sat at one end of the couch and Grissom at the other. Sara sat sideways with her feet tucked under Grissom's thigh. Grissom sat with his feet on the floor, shoveling down the omelet that Sara had made. Sara just sat watching him amazed at the speed he was devouring the food.
"Hungry?" she asked.
Grissom continued the assault on the omelet. After a moment, he realized someone was watching him and he turned to meet Sara's eyes.
"What? Did you say something?" he asked.
"Nothing," she said trying not to laugh.
"You only ate half yours," he said gesturing to her plate.
"Yeah."
"You gonna eat the rest?" he asked.
"No, here, you eat it," she said scrapping the other half of her omelet on to his plate.
"You sure?"
"Yeah, go at it," she smiled getting up off the couch shaking her head.
"Were are you going?"
"Well, the dishes won't do themselves," she said walking into the kitchen.
She was rinsing off a pan with the water running so she didn't hear Grissom come in behind her. He dropped his plate in the sink and wrapped his arms on either side of Sara sticking his hands in the water. Together they picked up a plate and began to wash. Sara was finding it hard to concentrate on washing because Grissom's lips wouldn't leave her neck alone.
She felt the dish in her hand get heavier as Grissom's hands left hers and trailed up her arms until they were out of the water. Sara jumped slightly as Grissom wrapped his wet arms under her shirt around her waist. Unable to take anymore, Sara turned in his arms and crushed her lips to his.
He tightened his grip on her waist as she pulled him closer to her. He pushed her back against the sink as his tongue gained entrance to her mouth. She ran her hands through his hair as he stroked her back under her shirt. After a few moments both pulled away in a desperate need for air.
"Told you there were better things you can do with your mouth," she smiled as she gave him another kiss.
"I think I am going to get rid of my dishwasher." Grissom said.
"Why?"
"Cause, I want this to happen every time we do the dishes."
Sara began to chuckle.
"Now what's funny?" he asked
"Its nothing. It's just, up until an hour ago I didn't know where we stood as friends. And here were are, in my kitchen kissing, and you using the term 'we' it's just ... it doesn't seem real."
"I know it's a lot Sara. We both gotta have time to adjust. But I'm telling you Sara, I have wanted this, wanted you for the longest time. From this point on, you are always going to know where we stand. And from where I'm standing now, I promise you'll never spends another holiday alone," he said placing his lips to hers.
"Don't make promises you can't keep."
"I never do," he replied pulling her into a hug.
She relaxed in Grissom's arms as he stroked her back placing kisses in her hair. As she yawned, she snuggled closer into his chest.
"You're tired aren't you?" he asked softly.
"Not tired enough to let you go just yet."
"I know how you feel, but if your coming to dinner with me tonight, then you are going to need some sleep. Can't have you falling asleep at the table now can I?"
"You wanna have dinner with me?" she asked pulling away slightly.
"Did you not hear me an hour ago when I told you I wanted to spend all of my vacation days with you?"
"I did. I just thought ... " she started.
"Don't think anymore okay?" he asked kissing her forehead, "Everything I say to you, know it as the truth. Please don't ever doubt these feelings I have for you Sara."
"I won't, but you have to promise to do the same. You mean more to me than anyone ever has before, and I ... " she tried to continue but a few tears escaped her eyes.
"Come here," he said pulling her back into his arms.
"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm scared too," he whispered.
As she began to regain herself, she moved out away from his chest and began to kiss him again. This kiss was gentler than their previous one, but still full of passion.
"Thank you Grissom." she said.
"No Sara, thank you. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't agreed to spend Christmas with me."
"I want to spend more than just Christmas with you Griss."
"You don't know how happy that makes me."
"Bout as happy as it makes me," she yawned.
"Alright, alright I get the point," he said heading to the door.
"Oh, no you don't," she said catching up to him at the door.
"You need some rest. We both need some rest,"
"I know, but if you think your leaving my house without kissing me goodbye, then don't even bother coming back," she said.
"In that case." he said.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Dipping her backward he kissed her with an indescribable passion. Before she could respond he pulled her back up leaving her breathless.
"So, did I pass the test? Can I come back?" he asked opening the door.
"Oh you better," she said fanning her face.
"I'll pick you up at eight."
"I'll be here," she said as he closed the door.
She slid the curtains off to the side and peeked out at her driveway watching him drive away. As soon as he was out of sight she reached for the phone and dialed.
"Catherine you are never gonna guess what just happened!"
8:05 Sara's House
Sara paced inside her apartment not knowing what to do. She hardly slept, unable to keep her mind off of Grissom. But for once in her life she was thinking about what was to come, not what would have been. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door. She took a deep breath and opened it.
To Sara's surprise, instead of seeing Grissom's face she was greeted by a bouquet of deep red roses.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed covering her mouth with her hands.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" he said mimicking her movements handing her the roses.
"Grissom they're beautiful," she said moving into the kitchen trying to find a vase.
"They're okay. As far as beauty goes nothing compares to you," he smiled closing the door.
"I must admit, these are better looking than that," she said pointing to a potted plant next to her television.
"Where did you get that ugly thing from?" he asked.
Sara laughed while she filled a vase with water.
"Just some guy. The card is next to the pot. Go take a look," she said setting the flowers in the vase.
Grissom walked over and picked up the card and his jaw dropped when he saw 'From Grissom'
"THAT is what they sent you?" he asked in shock.
She nodded.
"I'm surprised you still talked to me after you received that thing," he sighed.
"It's the thought that counts," she said wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I know how I can make it up to you," he said leaning down to kiss her.
To Grissom's surprise she moved away and headed to the door.
"Plenty of time for that later," she smiled "I'm hungry"
"Such a tease," he said following her out the door.
"Just a little payback."
"Yeah but remember Sara, payback is a bitch!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" she said as they reached the car door.
"Don't worry about it," he said leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss.
This time she let him. She felt him begin to pull away, but she grabbed his shirt pulling him back to her. This time her tongue explored his mouth. When they finally pulled apart Grissom was the first to speak.
"You're forgiven," he said caressing her face.
"I better be," she smiled hoping in the car.