I do apologize for the LONG delay in updating this story, I was not sure where I wanted it to go but now I have a few ideas. I hope you enjoy the story and that you forgive me for the delay.

Chapter 7

Gil smiled, "I am glad that you left certain parts out."

"Hey," Sara said, slapping him with the paper she held in her hand, "I'm not the kind of girl to kiss and tell."

"Scram," Gil said, "Your to tempting."

Sara smiled and headed for the door. Gil sat in front of the mountain of paperwork that he had to tackle, sighed deeply and started reading through it.

He had been at it for a bit when his phone rang, "Grissom," he said.

"Hey stranger, how was the beach?" the voice on the other end belonged to Henry Williams.

"It was fantastic," Gil told him.

"And Sara?" Henry asked.

"She is too," Gil said.

Gil had called Henry and told him all about his daydream and his "conversation" with Sandra. "I don't know why I thought it necessary to get her approval," Gil said, "But - well as odd as it sounds - I am at peace with my decision to be with Sara."

Henry chuckled, "You know as well as I do that Sandra would want you to be happy. I'm surprised she didn't strike you in the ass with a bolt of lightening a long time ago, I mean everyone has to mourn but 15 years is a bit much I would think."

Gil laughed, he knew Henry was right. "I guess your right," Gil said, "but one thing led to another and I just never found time for another lady."

"Admit it Gilbert," Henry said, "You were just afraid to let that side of you be exposed again. It hurts deeply when you lose someone you love…." Henry's voice cracked, Gil knew why, last year Henry lost his wife of 20 years to cancer.

"Henry, I want to ask Sara to be my wife," Gil said, "Do you think it is too soon? I mean we have only been seeing each other for six months and this last weekend was the first time… well you know."

Henry snickered, "I think your Sara will say yes and I expected to be invited."

"You, my friend, will be the best man," Gil said.

Gil then told Henry about his and Sara's search for a place to call their own, Gil told Henry about several places they had found.

"I think she likes the first one we seen," Gil said, "It is out in the country, kind of an older looking place but it's really nice, it has everything she wants."

"How do you feel about it?" Henry asked.

Gil snickered, "It will have Sara in it, what more can I want."

"I don't know about you," Henry said, "But I would like a porch with a rocking chair."

Gil had excitement in his voice as he told Henry about the house - the wrap around porch, the view of the mountain, the large fireplace in the living room and the den that was big enough for them to make into an office and reading room.

"Sounds to me like you have your mind made up," Henry said.

"As usual you are right," Gil said, "I am going to the realtors office tomorrow and sign the papers. I want to give the house to Sara next weekend, it's her birthday. I was thinking that then would be a good time to ask her to marry me too."

"Well, old friend," Henry said, "It seems like you have everything worked out, let me know when the big day is."

Gil assured Henry he would and hung up the phone. Pulling in one more big breath, Gil went back to his stack of papers, "Damn, how I hate paperwork."

"Wanta grab a bite to eat?" Sara called, standing in the doorway, "I have to drop this stuff off with Hodges first."

Gil nodded, he was happy to be away form his paperwork, but he was happier to be with Sara. Gil and Sara sat across from each other at OVER EASY, the best place in town to eat at 3 in the morning. As they ate Sara filled him in on her case, Gil complained about the mountain of paperwork.

"You could have turned down the job," a voice behind him said.

"Yes, Catherine," Gil said, "I could have."

"Well we're glad you didn't," another voice said.

"She is a slave driver when your not around," a third voice said.

"Looks like the gang is all here," Sara said.

"Yeah," Nick said, "We figured we'd let the boss buy breakfast."

"How about all you cheapskates buy your own," Gil said, laughing.

"Cause you make all the money," Warrick said, smiling.

Gil just laughed, "Sure I do."

By the end of shift Sara's case was as good as in the bag, Catherine and Warrick's would need a little more work and Nick was 100% sure he had his solved.

As they were walking to the car Gil asked Sara if she wanted him to take her home.

"I was thinking we could try out your bed tonight," Sara said, a mischievous grin crossing her face.

Gil just smiled, "It's bigger then yours."

Gil stopped by Sara's place so she could grab a few things then he took her to his place.

"I'll be so happy when we find OUR place," Sara said, coming into the bedroom from her shower, "I want us to be together all the time."

Gil pulled her into his arms, "So do I."

"Take your shower," Sara said, "I can't wait to try out this king size bed."

Gil finished his shower and headed for the bedroom, "Darn," he heard Sara's voice coming from the small den. "What is it, hon?" he asked.

"I just went on line to look at that beautiful white farmhouse, it has been sold," Sara said.

Gil stood behind her, "The one with the wrap around porch that you like so much?" Gil asked, trying hard not to smile.

"Yes," she said.

Gil gently touched her shoulders, "It was a nice looking place."

"The last one we looked at was nice too," Sara said, as her hands touched his, " Come on, I know where there is a king size bed and I can't wait much longer to try it out."

Gil smiled and took her hand as she stood up, "I am beginning to have that same feeling."

Once in the room they softly kissed as Gil removed her robe and she loosened the towel from around his waist.

"Sara, you are so beautiful," Gil whispered as he sat Sara on the side of the bed.

Gil knelt down between her legs, taking first one breast then the other in his mouth and feasted on the berry shaped nubs.

Sara wiggled to the head of the bed and motioned for him to follow, laying beside her, Gil kissed a trail to her curly mound.

Gil touched Sara's leg and she gladly spread them open making more room for him. Gil moved between her legs looking at the beauty that was her womanhood, he began to rub her nub with his thumb causing Sara to moan with pleasure.

Hearing her moans of pleasure, he moved his thumb from her nub as his mouth took it in, sucking and flicking at it. Each pass of his tongue sent her further into ecstasy, her body began to tremor with the impending release.

As his tongue worked her nub, his fingers moved to her opening, instantly finding her spot. The subtle feeling of her wave pulsating just beneath the surface now threatened to overflow, her muscles tightening over his fingers, Sara called his name and released herself to him.

Gil moved above her and entered her, by now he had lost all sense of control. He slammed into her hard and fast, his mind shutting down as his body took control. He was moaning softly, indistinct words of love and passion coming from his lips as he continued to slam into her, Sara begging him for more. One final thrust and Sara could feel his hot juices flood her, Gil collapsed on her, unable to more, panting for air.

Sara kissed the top of his head and wrapped her arms around his trembling sweat soaked body. Slowly Gil gained control of himself as he eased from atop her.

"You alright?" he managed to whisper in a horse voice.

"Perfect," Sara answered, laying her head on his shoulder.

"I was afraid I may have hurt you," Gil confessed.

"Never has anything felt so beautiful," Sara told him, hissing his chest.

They lay cuddled together for a bit longer before Gil said, "I have a surprise planed for your birthday."

"What," Sara said, "Tell me."

Gil grinned, "You'll have to wait. Now get some sleep."