A/N:
Hope you're still with me – this is proving a wonderful
distraction from my Psychology assignment! Anyhou I hope the last
part was okay here is the final bit, dunno what I'll do now I need
a distraction as Temptation Waits is coming on a leeeetle slow; I
kinda crashed head first into writers block…
Thank
you for reviewing so much, I have NO confidence in my abilities and
they help loads lol! Also thanks to Tria for the suggestion, (reviews
are nice but constructive criticism is always good), hope this ones a
little easier to read!
Enjoy…
Whoever
said Work Wasn't Fun?
Chapter 2
By Laydeebear
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"You wanna come in?"
This is
a bad idea Sidle and you know it, just shake your head, smile and go
home.
She had no idea what she was doing when her legs started
to move and pull her in the direction of Nick's front room.
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Sara swallowed noisily as she walked into Nick's apartment and heard him close the door behind her. "So I uhh…" She walked what she felt was a safe distance away from him and then turned round, her eyes immediately falling onto his chest. He seemed oblivious and went about depositing his now empty beer bottle on the table with the previous one.
"You want a beer?" He asked. She shook her head, "Oh yeah you gotta be at work in a couple hours right?" She nodded in reply and watched him bend down to his refrigerator and pull another bottle out. The view of his behind even clothed in towel did nothing but send Sara's mind further down into the gutter than it had already gone at the sight of Nick half naked. As he looked up he locked eyes with her and stopped his motions, after a few seconds he stood up straight and opened his new beer before sitting on the arm of his armchair, "So… what's up?"
"Um…" She gritted her teeth and placed her keys on the table near to where she was stood, "I just wanted to say that…" Come on Sara get a grip, just ask him if he wants to go out some time… She stared at his chest, Or if he fancies a quick… NO! Sara just… She pressed her lips together …just grow some balls Sidle. "I'm sorry I acted like a bitch this morning."
Of all the things Nick was expecting her to say, that wasn't one of them. "Oh… you weren't acting like a bitch." She raised an eyebrow in his direction "Okay so you were a little cold but not a bitch." He added running a hand over his hair causing a few droplets of water to fall onto his chest again.
She bit her lip, her eyes watching the progress the few drops made down his abs before looking around his apartment knowing full well that if she continued to stare at him then she'd never be able to say what she wanted to. "Yeah well, I'm sorry…" She sighed looking at his CD collection.
"Is there a problem?" He asked.
"Huh?" She asked looking at him but then staring back at her surroundings.
"You don't seem to be able to look at me." He started; his beer now back on the table and his arms crossed over his chest. Scratch that his toned arms crossing over his rather sexy equally toned chest from which the water droplets had somehow edged their way under the towel in the exact direction that Sara herself wanted to dive.
The second
Sara caught his gaze she knew he'd said it on purpose and her
cheeks started to flush deep red. She was annoyed that he seemed to
be able to derail her and disrupt her thoughts with one or two words.
A frown crossed her face and her lips seemed to have pulled into
somewhat of a pout something that Nick couldn't help but think was
absolutely adorable.
Sara looked down at the floor wishing more
than anything she had the confidence to say what was on her mind, she
was fed up of looking like the quiet mouse, ever since Hank, she'd
been scared to show anyone how she felt. She was pretty sure that
Nick wanted her as much as she did him so why didn't she just come
clean?
Yeah Sidle why don't you?
Another frown and she
let out a loud breath looking up at Nick.
"You know what? Yes…"
Nick raised his eyebrows looking a little perplexed, "Yes?"
Sara nodded a few strands of hair falling out of her bun, her freshly washed hair that was now drying and already forming her trademark curls. "Yes."
"Yes what?" He asked after a brief pause.
"Yes I have a problem."
"Oh…" He nodded this time and his eyebrows went up again expectantly, "Okay then… what's up?"
"This morning…" She began.
A look of realisation flashed across his face and it was his turn to sigh, "Sara I already apologised for my actions, I'm sorry okay? I should never have…"
"I'm not." Sara told him simply, her legs were shaking, her palms were sweaty and her heart was beating faster than she thought was possible, god what was she; back in high school?
"…taken it that far and I should not have… wait a minute you're not what?" Nick asked realising for the first time what she'd said.
"I'm not sorry for what happened this morning." She told him holding her head up a bit higher. "I-In fact the complete opposite." Her eyes fell on Nick's expression, which at the current moment she couldn't read, she was unsure how he was going to react and for a second she wished she hadn't spoken up. Maybe Warrick had been wrong and Nick was just reacting to the situation this morning, they had been play fighting all through the shift and they HAD been very close to one another. "I uh… I wanted it to happen, I've wanted it to happen for a long time and well…" She gauged his reaction, which still wasn't very much other than him staring at her face. "…and well this is going totally wrong, I'll just go."
"No wait!"
His voice
surprised her; she was near to the door and his armchair when he
finally spoke up. She stopped and swallowed; the noise seemed almost
deafening to her own ears. On some plain she was aware of Nick
standing up and moving over towards her but on another she wasn't
sure how he got up or how and when he got so close to her. His chest
was staring right at her and he was inches away from her.
Nick's
hand touched her arm, tugging gently to pull her round.
"Sara." He spoke softly, his voice slightly husky.
"Yeah?" She asked praying that her voice wasn't giving away just how scared she was.
"Did you mean that?" He asked both hands on her arms now.
It was all she could do to nod but after another small silence she looked up at his chest, her outward exterior completely defying how she felt inside. "Yes."
"Look at me." He asked.
God Sara why couldn't you have just stopped talking 5 minutes ago? She bit her lip and tilted her gaze up slightly, jumping when she felt Nick's fingers tilting her chin the rest of the way. The second she looked into his eyes she felt the flush in her cheeks rising again.
"Did you mean that?" He asked again, his voice soft.
She hesitated for a second before nodding again, "Yes." She repeated.
His eyes traced over her features, her perfectly manicured eyebrows, and her eyes with only a sliver of make-up on them, her soft lips that hid that tiny gap that he was so fond of. As he ran his thumb over her cheek she sighed and leaned into his touch before her eyes flickered open again and looked at him expectantly.
Sara's
arms were hung down by her sides, feeling like two huge lumps of lead
before she decided she had to do something with them and pressed her
hands between them, looking down at Nick's chest as her hands fell
on smooth skin. She was surprised to see Nick close his eyes as her
hands traced over his chest before gently tracing his abs. She
pressed the skin lightly and began to explore more thoroughly; over
and up his sides and down onto the lower part of his stomach making
him shiver slightly. She smiled realising that was the same sensitive
spot that she couldn't stand to have touched. Nick's hand hovered
over her hair before his hand trailed through it, pulling it free
from its band, allowing it to fall over her shoulders and frame her
face.
Her hands trailed over his chest again, still on their
journey and she felt Nick press his lips onto her forehead drawing a
sharp breath as her fingers found the small circle of nipple and
tweaked it gently.
Deciding he'd had enough of the space between their lips, Nick tilted her head up again and pressed his lips to hers in a short kiss that left both of their lips tingling and both expecting more. Nick watched Sara for a reaction that told him to carry on and saw her lips were still pursed form the last kiss, her eyes half closed and her cheeks flushed only this time not from embarrassment. He couldn't help the smile that played on his lips as he leaned down again and captured up her lips once more. Sara pressed forwards slightly trying to get more of his touch and as she did so, she fell gently against his chest and sighed contentedly at the warmth that radiated from him. As if sensing her feelings, Nick slid an arm around her waist, his other resting on her neck whilst his hand grabbed handfuls of her hair as the kiss slowly but steadily deepened. Sara flicked her tongue out over Nick's lips tracing the outlines of them before letting out a small barely audible moan as he touched his tongue to hers before closing his mouth around hers, sucking gently drawing another slightly louder moan from her.
They both broke apart breathing slightly fast, neither of them moving. Sara's eyes had become so dark with arousal that they looked almost black, Nick's mirroring their transformation. "Wow." He murmured.
She drew her lip in-between her teeth before leaning back towards him, his arms closing around her again as hers slid up his back and around his neck.
Neither of them planned it but both wanted it so when they found themselves pressed up against the wall outside Nick's room, with only Sara's thong and bra and Nick's towel between them, neither stopped their actions. They tumbled onto Nick's bed a flurry of arms and legs and warm kisses as Nick started a trail over Sara's neck; licking, kissing, then gently nipping at and sucking her pale skin; marking it, making her his. She bit back a groan as he maintained his assault and he couldn't help but grin that he'd already found a weak spot but he knew he couldn't stay there forever and trailed the tip of his tongue down over her collarbone.
Sara could not help but wonder if she'd found heaven as Nick's tongue found it's way over her body and found every single sensitive spot. Every inch of her body was tingling and before she had time to contemplate what was happening they were on Nick's bed and he was pressed against her.
There was definitely no going back now.
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Gil Grissom sighed looking over the mountain of paperwork that was accumulating on the corner of his desk. He picked up the small white cards with the night's assignments on and made his way slowly to the break room. Greg was bouncing a small ball against one of the walls, Warrick was arguing on the phone gesturing wildly and Catherine was sat watching him. He frowned noticing two members of his team were AWOL. As Warrick turned round, Grissom waved the cards at him. He nodded and turned round again.
"Goood evening."
Nick waltzed in and grabbed the ball Greg was throwing before Greg hiself had a chance to. "Evening Greggo." He threw the ball over his shoulder and Greg had to jump to the side to catch it. He looked curiously over at Nick.
"What's got into you?" He asked.
Nick shrugged and poured hiself a coffee before leaning back on the nearest counter, covering his smirk with his mug. He felt himself lurch forwards and almost lost his coffee over his shirt as Warrick slapped his hand on his back,
"Nicky! How goes it?" He asked grinning.
Nick considered his answer; "It goes…"
"Good evening."
Sara walked past Greg and Grissom into the break room and smiled at everyone before pushing herself in between Nick and Warrick and pouring herself a coffee. Warrick looked down at her head and then up at Nick who was once again hiding a smirk behind his coffee mug.
"Evening Nick." She said quietly, turning round and looking over at Grissom expectantly.
Nick cleared his throat and nodded, "Evening."
Grissom stared at the two late arrivals and frowned not unsure that something wasn't going on between the two what with the previous nights activities and then arriving late together…
"So what we got this fine evening?" Catherine groaned, pulling herself up from her seat.
Snapping out of his reverie, Grissom looked at the first card, "Uhh let's see… Body in the desert."
"Well that's new." Catherine grumped.
"Ooh I want." Greg spoke up.
Grissom nodded, "I'll take that one with you then." He flipped the next card over after giving it to Greg, "We got a body in the woods oh and a truck that needs examining that a second body was found in nearby."
Warrick smirked, "Hey Nicky, Sara you like trucks, wanna take that one?"
Nick grinned and snatched the other card room Grissom, "Nah we're good thanks, but how about you and Cath take that one? It's quiet down there I'm sure you can get a lot of work done!" He winked at Catherine who was left red faced in the middle of the break room. "Later guys!"
Sara pressed her lips together before gulping down the rest of her coffee, "Later guys."
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3:15 AM… Greg sighed and masked yet another yawn as he made his way towards the break room. Sara and Nick were sat laughing between themselves when he walked in. "What is UP with you two this evening?" He asked grumpily.
As he spoke, Catherine and Warrick walked in looking fairly filthy and slightly flushed.
"Look Nick…" Warrick began.
"…it wasn't…" Catherine continued.
Warrick took over; "It wasn't what you think…"
They both paused noticing Greg for the first time.
Nick and Sara started to laugh again and Greg who was stood between them sighed, becoming more and more confused as the seconds went by. He looked over at Catherine then Nick and Sara then Warrick and Catherine again only this time his eyes focused on a faint hand print over Catherine's right breast.
His face fell and he looked up at her, "Catherine what the hell were you two doing downstairs?" He said before his brain registered that he probably should have stayed quiet.
This caused Nick and Sara to explode into a fit of giggles and they both got up, "Whoever said work wasn't fun clearly never processed a truck for evidence before." Nick said raising his eyebrows at Catherine and Warrick before patting Greg's shoulder.
Greg watched as both couples turned and left, had he not been so tired he would probably have mentioned the hand prints on Catherine's ass but instead he just sighed and shook his head, falling down on the couch.
He frowned grumpily, work… fun… He looked at his watch again, "Yeah right, 3:30 in the morning and I'm stuck inspecting some guys underwear for…"
"Greg you ready?"
Grissom was in the doorway.
"Brass found the vic's car, it's being towed in let's go downstairs."
Greg groaned and pulled hiself up following Grissom, as he reached the stairs he heard more giggling and looked round to see Sara and Nick staring after him. 'Have fun' They both mouthed together.
Greg frowned, "Huh?"
They wiggled their eyebrows in Grissom's direction and Greg suddenly realising blanched, "Come on Greg this should be interesting." Grissom said enthusiastically
Just his luck, everyone else got to process a car with Sara or Catherine but him? Lucky old Greg Sanders? Sure, he gets stuck with Gil Grissom. He shuddered and hoped against hope that Grissom wasn't into men or jump suits.
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There we go sorry if it wasn't the ending anyone was expecting but I've been trying to think up an ending for ages and well this one just fell into my head and I just wanted to finish it…
Hope it's not a suckfest worthy of a vampire tale!
Until next time guys…
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