Chapter 3

They both slept like neither of them had ever slept before, deeply and peacefully. Both woke when the sun filtered through the blinds in Sara's room.

"How about a shower love?" Sara asked. "You think I need one?" he asked. Sara smiled, "I love the way you smell but I somehow think the rest of San Francisco will not."

He pulled her close to him and inhaled deeply, the scent of her was intoxicating.

"We can shower now or later," he said kissing her neck. She straddled him, "Later works for me."

She nibbled at his neck and moved slowly down nibbling, kissing, sucking and licking all the way to his manhood, which by now was at full length.

The scent of last night was still strong, she licked the shaft, so was the taste.

The feel of her tongue sent a chill through his whole body, he pushed upward wanting her to take it in her mouth, she gladly obliged him.

Deep groans of pleasure, rapid breaths and increased heart beat hit him as he climaxed.

He looked at her then at the head of the bed, she smiled and positioned herself as she had the night before.

He moved between her legs, the sight and smell of her womanhood excited him.

He took her hips and buried his face in her hot sweet lips. He licked, flicked and sucked at her button, her body trembled as her juices filled his mouth.

He grabbed her waist and lied her on the bed, he held her as her body continued to tremble. He tenderly kissed her and stroked her face as her breathing and pulse returned to normal.

She smiled at him, "WE defiantly need to shower." Gil agreed with her.

They showered and dressed then went out to find something to eat, it was not until they started eating that they realized how hungry they were.

"I have never been so hungry," she said. "Making love will do that to you," he said. As they ate they talked about her moving to Vegas with him.

"I will call the director and tell him I want you," he said. "It will take a week for the paperwork to clear, you can use that time to familiarize your self with Vegas."

She was nodding as she ate.

Her next question was the same one he wanted an answer too, "Where will I live?"

He pulled in a deep breath, "I want you to live with me, but if you would rather …"

"No," she said, "I want to be with you. I want to sleep in your arms."

"As my wife?" he asked. Sara looked at him, "As your wife?"

"Yes," he said. "I love you, I want you with me always. I would be honored to have you as my wife."

Sara had not expected that, she knew she loved him knew she wanted him as a lover but she was not sure if they knew enough about each other to make that kind of a commitment.

"You want to think about it?" he questioned. Sara smiled, "No." "No?" he said.

"I thought I did," she said, "but there is nothing more I need to know except that I love you. Everything else we can learn in time."

He pulled her to him and kissed her. "When," she asked. "It is up to you," he said. "Me? Why?" she wanted to know.

"Depends on how big you want it," he said. "You see that building over there," she said pointing to a large brick building. He nodded. "One of the many many offices in there is city hall. All we need are two witnesses."

The next day Tasha Bennett, Sara's best friend and Harvey Anderson, a friend of Gil's from the university stood as Gil and Sara exchanged vows in a civil ceremony.

Gil and Sara invited Tasha and Harvey to dinner. Gil's phone rang, he excused himself as he took the call.

After a ten minute discussion with Ecklie Gil very calmly said, "I am bring her back with me, she will fill the opening on my shift and if you don't like that idea, there is a professorship open here I just will not come back."

Once again Gil won his argument, once again Ecklie was pissed.

Gil came back to the table, "Everything is set. You report to human resources Monday and start your paperwork." Sara smiled at him, "How did you manage it? I mean I can only image what Jones will say as far as my job performance." "It is taken care of," was all Gil said.

After they ate Gil went to pay the check.

Harvey looked at Sara, "I am telling you a secret that I will deny I ever told you. Your husband is the number 1 forensic entomologist in the state of Nevada, number 3 in the United States and number 5 in the world. He can write his own ticket where ever he wants to work. He chose Las Vegas and he can quickly change his mind."

Sara now understood, "So Dr. Gilbert Grissom gets what he wants." Harvey smiled, "99% of the time."