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Now Gillian stood cold, wet and naked in the bathroom with Cal Lightman in the other room. He was where the towels were. A towel she forgot to get before she went for her shower. She had been too preoccupied with thoughts of what Cal was going to be wearing when they went to bed. Or thoughts of what he wouldn't be wearing to bed.

Not that she was picturing Cal naked. She shook her head of that line of thought.

It was possible Cal was still on the phone. And if he had to go find a phone, it was possible he wasn't in the other room.

Tip-toeing to the door, she placed both hands on the surface and pressed her ear against the wood. She closed her eyes trying to listen through the door for any sign he might be out there. All she could hear was the sound of her breathing.

Cursing her stupidity, she figured she was going to have to call out for him. Or she had to poke her head out to look.

"Cal?" Her voice echoed off the tiles. She hoped he heard her if he was out there. Mostly she hoped he wasn't out there. "Cal?" she tried again and then heard the sound of foot steps getting closer to the door. Crap!

"Yes, Luv?" he said and she startled at how close he sounded. She brought a hand over her chest as if he could see her.

"I forgot to get a towel." She could picture his face lighting up with his cheeky grin. "Could you get one for me?" she waited anxiously for his response. It was getting colder in the little room now that the hot water was off. "Cal…" She went for a warning tone instead of the whine…which she was getting closer to.

"Ya, here, open the door." He said giggling the handle. She felt a moment of panic that he was going to get inside and see her naked but it subsided quickly when she rationalised and remembered she'd locked the door.

"Ok." She reached down and unlocked the door then very slowly turned the knob. She kept her body hidden by the door and stuck her head out so Cal wouldn't be tempted to peek around it.

He was grinning like an idiot. He had the towel but he wasn't holding it out so she could just grab it.

"Need a hand?" He asked actually trying to see around the door. "I could come in there and rub you down."

"Oh shut up and give-" She reached out, giving his an eye full of shoulder and possibly a little leg and grabbed the towel from him, "-me that towel." Once she had it she slammed the door in his face. She also made it painfully obvious she was locking the door too.

Once she turned around she put her back against the door and brought the towel up her to chin. She wasn't cold anymore. No, she felt a tingle of something as she stood naked with only two inches of wood separating her from Cal.

Something about him trying to actually get a glimpse of her without her clothes gave her a thrill she'd never felt in relation with her work partner before. It made her aware of him in a sexual way. It somewhat troubled her. She hadn't thought about him like that before and now, as she rubbed the water droplets off her skin she couldn't help but think of him holding the towel.

Gillian looked across the room at her reflection in the wall size mirror. She liked that Cal wanted to see her naked. That trill she felt before, it was a feeling she hadn't had in a long time. Alec hadn't even tried to entice that kind of emotion from her in so long. As it turned out he was bringing it out in someone else.

By the time she had finished drying off and put on her pajamas she had thought the situation over and came up with the conclusion that Cal didn't feel that way about her, he was just reacting like any hot blooded male would. He was a natural flirt. If Torres had been in that situation Cal would have done the exact same thing.

So she told herself. They were just friends. And he just happened to also be a hot blooded male.

Still she couldn't quite meet his eyes when she came out of the bathroom.

And then she couldn't look at the bed either.

"Here, brought this up for you." Cal handed her a still steaming mug.

Grateful for a distraction she took a sip without checking what it was. Hot chocolate filled her mouth and it was delicious. Any chills that had lingered were washed away with the perfectly sweet liquid.

"Thank you." She smiled at him.

Cal shrugged it off, turning to his suitcase and getting a clean shirt and cotton pants out.

"Shirley made me bring it up to you. She couldn't find any cookies or cake, thought you should have at least a little something in you." He stopped in front of the wardrobe, "She said you were too skinny." He screwed up his face, obviously not agreeing with the older woman.

He went for a towel over exaggerating his movements. Just to make fun of her, she knew. Then threw a cheeky smile over his shoulder before closing the door, but not before he could see the dirty look she gave him.

"Ass." She grumbled to herself.

She sighed, it was just one night then she could have her own room. And then it was only one night before they went home. They had one seminar in the morning and then one in the evening so it would be too late to drive back.

Her book called for her and she answered it. Cal was busy so she could take the time to read some before they went to sleep.

By the time Cal emerged from the steaming bathroom Gillian was deep into a rather steamy sex scene. She wondered if she would melt into her 'captor's' arms if he stripped her naked and wouldn't give back her clothes until she listened to him, only to discover he wasn't a bad guy after all…

"Good book?" Cal asked and she felt the bed dip as he climbed on from his side.

She quickly closed it and brought it up to her chest when he leaned in to catch a glimpse of the words. He waggled his eyebrows letting her know he knew exactly what she had been reading. She smiled at him, feeling a light blush tint her cheeks, which covered the flush she felt when she noticed how his t-shirt was sticking to the damp skin of his chest.

She turned away and placed the book on the dresser top, using that time to school herself. She was acting like a crushing teenager. She needed to get a hold of herself, this was a perfectly innocent situation, and she had gotten ready for bed with Alec hundreds of times when they were married.

Only she wasn't married anymore. And it was Cal. And Cal had tried to see her naked.

"We have an early day tomorrow. Let's get some sleep." She turned her side lamp off and slipped under the blankets. She avoided looking at Cal as she felt him do the same. She wondered what he thought of her actions. She hoped he was obeying her wishes and not reading her, but she knew better, it was Cal and he couldn't turn it off.

Great, now he probably thought she was a basket case. She felt him roll towards her slightly.

"Now, you stay on your side, yeah?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Good night Cal."

To Be Continued…