Sweet Anger Chapter Three
Catherine, Sara and Macy sat at the bar of the Saturn Lights. Even though the bar was mostly popular among college students, it didn't always have a big crowd. It was perfect for a girl's night out.
"I'm so glad that you girls talked me into this. It's just what I needed."
Macy was obviously close to being drunk.
"Well, I'm glad we invited you. We don't do this enough, do we Sara?"
"We've never done this, Catherine," she said over her beer.
"Why don't you drink something besides a beer?"
"No way."
"You're such a man," Macy laughed out.
All three broke out into a fit of laughter.
"Where are the guys?" Sara asked
"They were going to a bar on the Strip. According to Warrick anyway," Catherine answered.
She ignored the humorous stares from her colleagues.
"I should probably call my husband to come and get me."
"What? It's early! We should meet up with the guys!"
"I don't want to be around my boss when I'm drinking…"
Catherine and Sara knew she was uncertain. They both laughed softly.
"What's so funny?"
"Grissom won't be with them. He never goes out with them. Trust us."
"Well, I guess I could have one more drink. For the whole team. But then I'm going home."
"Alright! Catherine, you call Warrick. He always listens to you…."
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"I can't believe you talked me into coming here," Macy complained. "My husband is going to kill me."
"That's okay. We're very good at our jobs. It would be a slam-dunk case," Greg joked.
"Well the fact that we are all very drunk doesn't make me feel better about that."
"It's just a strip club," Nick stated.
"Thank you, Mr. Obvious."
"We're in the VIP room. It's not like there are strippers in here."
"Not dancing anyway," Sara joked, looking at Catherine, who was also laughing.
"Once again, thank you for pointing out the obvious."
"Okay kids, I don't want to have to separate you," Sara said in an ultra mother-hen voice.
"Leave them be, Sara," Grissom said seriously. Too seriously.
She looked pointedly at Grissom. She was still surprised that he was in fact, out with the other guys.
"You're only the boss at work, Grissom."
He was smart enough to know that she was challenging him. He knew her very well. More than he cared to admit.
"I'm always the boss, Sara. Remember that."
He gave her a cold blue stare that made her shiver. His eyes were full of passion, and something else that she couldn't quite place. Desire, she wondered.
"You want to go somewhere and boss me around then?"
The conversation had now caught everyone else's attention. They didn't notice.
"Why go somewhere else? I can boss you around right here and now."
"Okay boss, tell me what you want me to do."
"Dance with me."
"No way in hell."
"But I'm the boss, Sara. Remember?"
"That doesn't mean I have to do what you say. What are you going to do, fire me?"
She gave him a super sweet smile before turning around a striking up a conversation with Greg and Macy.