Chapter V
Desert Rain
The rain pounded down on the scene, washing away the vital evidence that they needed to collect. They were too late though, the intense storm had set in over the desert without mercy. The two of them had been caught out in the monsoon like deluge. They were dripping wet by the time they'd sprinted back to the SUV, trying to protect what little evidence they could salvage. Inside the suddenly claustrophobic vehicle, they sat...at a loss for words. She looked out the window, the rain made it impossible to see anything in the night. It was as if they were the last two people in the universe. He ran his hand through his short gray hair. "Some storm." She didn't even bother to roll her deep brown eyes. Sometimes the fates were fickle and irony was a bitch. Stuck in an enclosed space with her dream man and all he could talk about was the weather. She gave it five minutes before he switched to his bugs. "You know rain brings out the beetles." It hadn't even taken a minute. As the woman saw it, they were at an impasse, she could either nod her head and continue their infuriating dance...or she could do something about it. Lightning split the sky and thunder all but rocked the car. It was a sign, she needed to make a move now...or never.
She bent over the middle armrest and caught the older man in a hot kiss. She poured everything she had into it, praying he responded in kind. When she broke it off, they stared at each other. His mouth tried to form words, but nothing came out. She sighed, "It's now or never." He blinked and grabbed her hands in his, "Now, Sara." She smiled and leaned back in for another kiss, "Griss..." He cut her off with his lips. Neither noticed that the storm outside had ended, they were lost in a temptest of their own.
Nick Stokes threw his arm over his eyes and groaned. As if he didn't have to deal with their sexual tension at work...now it invaded his dreams...and reminded him that Sara was a claimed woman, weather either of them recognized it or not.
