And alas we've made it to the end and what a journey it's been.
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Paramour
(Epilogue)
The patter of rain drops hitting the window and the sound of their breathing collided in the cool morning air that flooded the room. Their bodies were tangled together beneath the warmth of the sheets as they shared the space offered by a pillow. Sara could feel Greg's heartbeat beneath her hand as arm hand lay across his chest- as if claiming him to be hers.
He shifted beneath her taking a quick breath as the day abruptly woke him from the world that had captivated his mind. Greg opened his eyes to find Sara watching him with a careful gaze a small smile tugging at her lips as her husband caught her heart off guard for another day.
Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead he pulled her closer to him not wanting to let her go- he had waited far too long for that. She nestled in his arms not wanting to pull away wishing they could spend the day together like this.
"Can we stay here?" Sara asked speaking of the reluctance her mind offered towards the day that had begun with the morning light.
"The day awaits..." Greg smiled into her hair his finger tips tracing the curve of her spine.
"We can leave it to wait a little longer" A devilish smile spreading across her lips as she pressed a chaste kiss on his collar bone. Sara's hand travelled up and down his chest- her nails leaving their mark as she placed her lips on his neck. He found that he couldn't resist pulling her body against his.
They made love their bodies lending themselves to the very emotions that had fuelled their existence; their fingers intertwined, their breathing matching the still air, their hearts pounding like the raindrops against the window.
Sara rested her head against Greg's chest as her breathing slowed amazed by how they fitted together- and how after all of this time he could still drive her crazy by just being by her side. That awkward first time had dissolved into a memory they could barely remember because the realised they would never know anyone's bodies the way they knew each others.
"I love you" Sara muttered to him as she twisted her wedding and engagement rings around her finger captivated by the way the small diamonds caught the light.
"I love you too" Greg tangled his fingers through hers- his matching right glinting alongside Sara's. Dust lingered in the air lighting up like glittered catching the light, the sound of the phone ringing being ignored as they shared soft kisses.
"I have something for you" Greg whispered to Sara brushing her away from her face. Something sparked in her dark eyes as she watched him made his way towards the dresser on the other side of the room rummaging through the top drawer. He returned to bed with a rectangular package covering in gold wrapping paper a neat bow stuck to the corner.
"I know you've never been one for stories..." Greg handed the present settling down on the edge of bed watching as Sara carefully peeled away the wrapping paper the book in her hands. The word 'Paramour' stood out against the dark cover alongside the name 'Rueben Frenchruch'.
"Thank you..." Sara could feel a lump building up in her throat as she indulged in nostalgia as she reminded herself of the man that had taught her how to be loved. Had it not been for Rueben she would never have had the courage to walk away from the hurt Grissom had put her through, she would never had given Greg a chance to prove that no every man would break her heart. Without Rueben's encouragement she doubted she would have opened herself up to anyone the way she had done.
Sara couldn't help but smile as she smoothed her hands over the spine of the book opening it to the front page a note scribbled in Rueben's handwriting.
'I knew you could do it- yours Rueben'
The End