A/N: Thought I'd make a little sequel to Vixen In The Red Robe, I'd say if falls after about a month after. And I still Dont own anything.
The warm water lapped around her soothing her tired and aching muscles.
Time stopped for her as she relished in the warmth of the water, silently wishing that her lover were here with her, enjoying the water with her.
She closed her eyes as the smell of flowers surrounded her.
Where was he? It was his bath tub and she didn't want to stay in here forever, she was starting to become water logged.
If he caught her in the bathtub like she wanted him to, he would start at her ankle trailing his fingers upwards until he came to her hips and would slip lower teasing her, just a inch and he would touch her but would stop and keep going higher.
His eyes would follow his fingers a deviously grin upon his lips, knowing what she wants.
Her fingers would clasp the front of his shirt to pull him closer for a kiss. He would resist but only for a little while as his hands found her arms.
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"Honey I'm home" he called out a little too loudly, she heard rustling coming from the front of his apartment.
Time to put the plan into action, she let the water drain, drying off her body with one towel as she used the other to wrap around herself, she applied lip gloss and walked out into the living room.
Only he wasn't alone, Warrick and Nick sat on his couch, facing the TV and got curious when Greg had stopped mid-sentence, his eyes focused on the towel and what it didn't cover.
She felt her body going red, this was not good. She could very easily turn around and walk into the bedroom before they turned around, she took a step back.
Dammit. They turned.
"Hey Guys" came out with a nervous laugh, she was standing in front of her co-workers in a towel, a pink very small towel.
"Damn Greggo, no wonder you've been hiding her" he flushed redder than her.
Sara turned and walked down the hall, closing out the laughing behind her as she shut the bedroom door.
That wasn't supposed to happen.
She sank to the bed, not sure what to feel, embarrassed was one of them but she couldn't quite place the other. Her eyes flew to the door as it opened.
"If I had known you were meeting me at the door like that, they wouldn't have been anywhere near here" he said as he took off his shirt and threw it carelessly on the floor.
"Its been a long day, I feel like a bath, how about you?" he took her hand in his and lead her from the bed to the bathroom.
"You know what I was thinking when you walked into the room?" she leaned back against his chest, his arms holding her tighter. As he waited for her reply
"What?" her hands started playing with the bubbles
"How hard I was getting from just looking at you" his hands slipped lower
"Really?"
"Really, really"
"So how hard did you get?" she teased
"Lets just say, harder than I should have with people around"
"Your lying"
"Am not" he held up his hands
"Well maybe I should help you ease your tension" her hand dipped into the water, his muscles jumped at her touch.
"I think that would be wise" he said through clenched teeth.