There was a knock on the door. "Come in," he called. To his surprise, it was Lady Heather who waltzed in. She made herself comfortable in front of his desk. "Well?" he asked.
"I was just wondering how you were doing," she said, her eyes boldly scanning his face. "Are you all right?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Can I do anything for you?"
"Well, you could go out to dinner with me." Lady Heather smiled at him.
" I...can't." What was going on with him? Dinner would be harmless. But there was something that stopped him from saying yes. "I'm sorry, Heather, but I can't go to dinner with you."
"All right, we'll have to postpone it." She stood to leave. "If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call me."
"Okay." He watched her leave, and then stared the closed door. There was something about that woman that scared him and fascinated him at the same time. Still, he wouldn't want to give her the wrong impression. He'd already done that too many times.
Sara watched as Lady Heather left Grissom's office. The sight of that woman shouldn't bother her anymore, but she still felt a hint of anger at her anyways. Grissom was too smart of a man to be swayed by Lady Heather, wasn't he? She suddenly felt like kicking a chair or punching the wall. Why was she feeling this way? She'd been turned down twice, and now she was feeling all protective and angry. "Well, what do you expect?" she muttered to herself. "You liked him for so long, and now she likes him too. Just get over it. He probably likes her, and you're just jealous because he chose her over you." He'd always been a mentor, fellow scientist, and friend. Now, she felt that everything was going to change forever, and she was powerless to stop what was happening. There was no denying it. She still loved him, and there was nothing she could do about it.