Chapter 17

Sara smiled at Gil, "I will, but you have to promise not to get upset with me when I remind you."

Gil laughed, "I'll try."

"Hey," Sara said, "We have company. I suggest we stop being rude hosts and see to them."

Gil put his arm around her waist and they headed for the porch, Jim and Anne were sitting on the swing.

"Everything alright?" Anne asked.

"Your not going to do anything stupid like push this little lady away are you?" Jim asked.

"Everything is fine," Sara said, laying her head against Gil, "And he'll not get rid of me that easily."

"When do the stitches come out?" Anne asked.

"Not soon enough," Sara said, "They are starting to itch like crazy."

Then Sara winked at Anne, "I don't think that Gil will love me anymore."

Catching on to the fact that she was just trying to rile Gil, Anne asked, "Why?"

"The doc said this thing was going to scar so I'll no longer be beautiful. I mean after all, who can love anyone with a big old nasty looking scar."

Gil, not wanting to be out done, said, "I never thought about that. You may just be right, I think I want my ring back."

Sara quickly turned to face Gil, "You are such … such a ….."

"Man?" Gil said, smiling.

"And I bet you are glad he is," Jim said, chuckling.

Jim's remake brought a flood of laughter.

Anne smiled and winked at Sara, "Well I'm sure glad Jim is "such a man"."

Gil pulled Sara close to him, "I don't care if it scars or not, I love you for who you are, not what you look like."

"Darling," Sara said, "I just had the greatest idea." Gil looked at her. "Why don't we just get married?" Sara asked.

"Just get married?" Gil repeated, a little confused.

"Yes," Sara said, "There is no need to have a big fancy wedding. Let's just go to the courthouse and get married. We already have everything we need, and I am sure Jim and Anne will act as our witnesses."

"If that is what you want," Gil said. "How about it old friend," Gil asked Jim.

Jim laughed, "If you and Sara will do the same."

Sara snapped her head over in Jim's direction, Anne laughed.

"That was one of the reasons we came over here," Jim said, "Anne and I had already decided that was what we wanted to do and we were going to ask you two to stand with us."

"Let's do it," Sara said.

Gil chuckled deeply, "Then I guess we better get on some clothes, I doubt it would be appropriate to show up in our pajamas."

"Gil," Sara said, "Why don't we go back to Mario's after. We can treat Mr. and Mrs. Brass to dinner and dancing."

"Fantastic idea," Gil said, then looking over at Jim he said, "I took Sara to Mario's for her birthday."

"I'll need to change," Anne said, "So will you."

"Everyone get ready and we'll met at the court house in …." Jim looked at his watch, "Lets say, two hours?"

"Great," Gil said, "Gives me enough time to call and reserve a table."

Sara decided to wear the pale blue dress she wore to Mario's for her birthday, so Gil wore his blue suit.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world," Gil said, kissing her.

Sara had decided to wear her hair down, with the front of her hair down just far enough to cover her stitches.

Later that evening the newlyweds were waiting to be seated at their table. "Congratulations, Dr. Grissom," Antonio, the owner of Mario's told him, And to you also Captain Brass. I must say I am very jealous, you have such beautiful brides. Dinner and champagne is on me tonight. Maria, a very special spot for our honored guests."

Maria escorted them to a table that was somewhat away from the others and with a glorious view of the mountains. "My brother said he would pay you back, Dr. Grissom," Maria said, as she handed them menus.

"Pay you back?" Sara said.

Jim chuckled, "Another time that insects helped free an innocent man."

"I'll have to tell you sometime," Gil said, "But not tonight."

The rest of the evening was filled with conversation - anything but work - and dancing under the stars.

Mr. and Mrs. Brass said their goody byes to Mr. and Mrs. Grissom and each headed home.

"That was an awfully quick decision don't you think?" Sara asked, referring to Jim and Anne getting married.

"They have known each other for a while," Gil said, "And even though he as not told me all the details I think they have a history back in Jersey."

"You talking about the affair?" Sara questioned.

"The what?" Gil asked, totally stunned.

"Anne and Jim had an affair back in Jersey, Anne told me about it one night," Sara told him, "Jim's ex used it as grounds for the divorce. That was one reason they were so hesitant about starting a …. you know."

"An intimate relationship," Gil said.

"Yes. They thought that it may just complicate things here," Sara finished.

"It is safe to assume that they finally decided to hell with what people think," Gil said laughing.

"Now that they are married I guess it doesn't matter what people think. Anyway, what people think should not influence anyone's decisions," Sara said.

Gil had known Sara long enough to know that that particular statement meant that she had something on her mind. "What does that mean?"

Sara quickly changed the subject. "Talking about what other people think is not the way I envisioned my wedding night, Mr. Grissom," Sara said, softly and she gently squeezed his manhood through his trousers.

Gil's mind was no where except on the sensation of what Sara's hand was doing to his manhood and the sweet taste of her lips on his.

Never taking her eyes off his, Sara unbuttoned his shirt and spread it open, moving her head down she kissed his chest, lightly running her tongue across a nipple, making him moan her name. "Bed," she whispered.

Gil smiled and lift her in his arms, carrying her to their bed. Sara wrapped her arms around Gil's neck, kissing and gently nibbling at his neck. By time they reached the bedroom Gil was on fire, his manhood was already rock hard and begging to be released from its prison of clothing.

Gil set Sara down, clothing was quickly peeled off. Gil eased her to the bed, his kisses started with her lips but were soon moved to her breasts, as his hand moved to her already wet womanhood, his fingers easily slipped into her opening.

Gil started rubbing her nub with his thumb as he pumped his fingers faster. Gil took a pert nibble into his mouth and sucked as his hand pumped a steady rhythm. Sara couldn't stop the hard orgasm that overtook her as her hot juices covered his hand.

Gil moved atop her and pushed into her slowly, feeling her wet heat surround him, her vaginal walls massaging his engorged penis. She was amazed at the look of ecstasy and desire on his face, knowing he seen the same look was on her face. Their groans filled the air as they moved, together, meeting and matching in slow deliberate thrusts.

As their whimpers and grunts of delight mingled Gil lost all control as he pumped faster he couldn't hold back, coming with a hot pulsating rush they both felt. They continued thrusting slowly enjoying the waves of aftershocks that continued.

Gil moved from atop her, Sara nestling close to him. Their bodies felt perfect together as he held her closer to him.

Gil's rapid breathing was soon replaced by even, slow deep breaths, he had fallen asleep.

Sara snuggled a little closer to him, she knew she would have to tell him, but it could wait.