I do not own CSI nor have I ever.
Rated T
I was wondering if these type of chapters are boring to my readers or do they like to see the simple things too?
I need to know that...so if you wouldn't mind...please take a minute to tell me.
This chapter is just what is going on at the party and how things are going.
I hope it's enjoyable...more drama to come though; I promise.
She came up behind him as he stood in front of the grill.
"You look sexy when you cook on the grill," she said as she wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face into his back, and smelled his t-shirt.
"Oh yeah?" he laughed.
She could feel his back move with his chuckle and it made her smile.
Nick moved to the side and she ducked under his arm and came around to hug the side of him. Nick hung his arm around her shoulders and kissed her on the top of her head.
"I thought you said I looked sexy when I shave?" he smiled a Nick Stokes' smile at her.
"You do. And you look sexy when you sit in our bed shirtless propped up against the headboard," she laughed, "and you look sexy dressed as a CSI, and you look sexy in a lot of other places too," she grinned up at him, "but right now you happen to look pretty damn sexy in front of that grill!"
"Actually I know what you mean," and he turned his body so she could be directly in front of him. He pulled her tightly to his chest, leaned his head down and brought his lips to hers.
He kissed her gently with heartfelt emotion before he continued, "I think you're sexy all the time, in fact, if you think I am lookin' sexy and I think you are lookin' sexy, why don't you and I sneak on upstairs and maybe get a little sexy up there too?" he smirked.
Jules laughed as she looked at him and when he raised his eyebrow her mouth fell open.
"Oh my God, Cowboy! YOU'RE SERIOUS!" she laughed hard at him, "You have a whole house full of people and you want to take me to bed? Right now?" she shook her head.
"Well, no...I don't have to take you to BED, Darlin'…I could just as easily take you on the floor, over the dresser," he laughed back at her and kissed her.
Through each of his pecks he added other places he could make love to her. "put you up…on…the counter…in the… bathroom…" he said through each kiss.
"You're insane…I told you years ago you have a problem," she grinned and squeezed him tighter.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, guess that means you won't let me take you upstairs for a quickie, huh?" he laughed and looked over at his burgers.
With her still wrapped around him, he leaned over and flipped some hamburgers.
"Nah, I think you can wait, Texas, I think you can wait until your friends leave," she said with her cheek against his chest.
Nick closes the grill cover, tosses the spatula on the side shelf, and wraps his arms around his wife again. He kisses the top of her head and she looks up at him smiling softly.
"I love you, Nick…did I tell you that today?" she smiled at him.
"I know you do, Sweetheart, I know…and I love you too," he leaned down and kissed her and she could feel his tongue slowly invading into her mouth subtly. Even his kiss was sexy.
"Ohhhhh God, you two fondling each other again?" Jules' friend Natalie came over by them, "You two have some kind of secret spell on each other don't ya?" she asked suspiciously.
"Definitely," Jules said.
Nick winked at her in agreement.
Their friend Tim asked Jules for more ketchup and Nick knew that meant she would scurry back into the house on a mission. She wanted everyone to be happy. Nick would have just told their friend to go get another bottle in the fridge but not Jules... she went right inside to get it for them.
Nick watched her as her dimples showed when she smiled and told Tim Rafferty that she would go get him another bottle. Nick shook his head and chuckled to himself at how quickly she bolted for him. He watched them both go into the house.
After a few minutes he saw Tim come outside holding a large bottle of Heinz Ketchup and Nick watched as he brought it over to the table that held all the condiments and paper plates. Nick picked up his beer off the table by the grill and walked into the house to see where Jules had gone off to.
As soon as he walked into the kitchen he saw her. She was leaning inside the refrigerator and only her butt stood out to him. He loved when her shorts rode up on her. She hated it but he preferred them like that. He placed his beer bottle down on the granite counter top, leaned over, and just stared at her.
He watched as her slender, toned, legs glowed in the refrigerator light. He watched when she stood upright and went up on her tip toes. He raised his eyebrow and smirked when her little t-shirt rose up when she reached onto the top shelf. And then he smiled wide when he noticed a little pot belly on her…she was finally starting to show more. He loved it.
Jules turned around and didn't even notice him slouched against the counter top. She was focused on the fruit dip she just pulled out of the fridge. She was thinking about what she should put it in...Nick knew she was.
"Leave it in the container, Babe," he said making her jerk her head up.
"No, no, I should put it in a little bowl, Honey," she shook her head.
"Leave it in the container, would ya... you are too much! Half the people are too drunk to notice and the other half probably are too full to eat it anyway. Leave it," he insisted.
"Ya think? Really?" she squished up her nose but ultimately took his advice.
Nick finished the rest of his beer and wiped his mouth with his arm.
"What are you doing in here anyway, Cowboy?" she said as she peeled the plastic ring off of the lid.
"Nothin'" he said.
She looked up at him.
He grinned.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head at him.
"YOU were looking at my ass when I leaned into the fridge weren't you!" she said shaking her head.
"Yeah, that sounds about right," he smirked, "I thought about taking you from behind as you were in there but…"
"You're drunk," she laughed and then, without thinking, bent over to grab more paper plates from under the cabinet.
"And there she goes again…" he sighed loudly.
"WHAT?" Jules jerked up.
"YOU! You showing me that tight little ass over there," Nick explained and started walking around the counter toward her.
"I don't like that look in your eye, Cowboy," she turned her head slightly to the side.
"No? What look is that?" he said looking at her devilishly and coming closer.
"I am gonna tell your mother how you behave in public, Nicholas Stokes, " she shook her finger at him.
"Yeah? Well then I should make it count," he said and grabbed her by her waist pushing her into the counter by the sink.
His hands slipped around behind her and he grabbed her ass with both hands.
"You're loaded, Nick," she laughed loudly when he picked her up and put her on the edge of the counter, "Hey! Hey, don't let me fall into the sink!" she grabbed his strong shoulders.
Nick stood in between her legs that were dangling off the counter. He stared at her in the eyes. It was true, he was pretty buzzed but that really didn't have anything to do with how much he loved her. How much he wanted her around him, touching him.
Jules stared back at him and let her hands slide from his shoulders to the back of his neck. She knew what he was thinking. She knew Nick didn't need beer to make him want her. She didn't have any liquor tonight, and she too was suddenly wanting him…right there…right now.
They were not kissing, they weren't feeling each other up as she dangled from the counter, instead they just stood staring at each other. They didn't need to do anything for them be having an intimate moment.
Catherine came inside the kitchen but neither Jules nor Nick noticed. Their focus instead was on each other.
"Ya ever hear of eye sex, Wendy?" Catherine said to Wendy Sims.
"What?" Wendy laughed, "I don't think so…"
"Well, you're lookin' at it, right there," she said and pointed over at Nick and Jules.
Nick looked over at Catherine and shook his head slowly before chuckling quietly.
Jules smiled at them both. She thought about defending themselves but the truth was…she didn't even care to.
All she could say was the truth, "Sorry…I just love this man…I can't help it," she smiled and bit her bottom lip.
Nick looked up surprised she didn't stammer a denial about eye sex to his co-workers. He smiled wide as only Nick Stokes could do.
"Oh ya see, now this is what I'm talkin' 'bout, right here," he leaned in and began to kiss her neck in front of them.
Jules squealed from his tickle and slapped his shoulders while she screamed.
"Oh God, do you let MY daughter see you in action?" Catherine laughed.
"Oh now come on, you think THIS is action, Cath? How about THIS?" Nick smirked before taking both his hands, grabbing Jules' face and planting a ridiculously strong kiss on her lips.
Jules waved her hands up in shock and then let them fall to Nick's shoulders. She kissed him back for a few seconds before stopping, "Okay, now you are getting carried away, Texas!" Jules stopped before it got too crazy. "Go get another beer and we can try that again tonight," she laughed, pushed him away and hopped off the counter.
Jules chuckled, "I'm going to check on my daughter and change these shorts!" she said turning around to show them how wet her butt got from being on the counter next to the sink.
Nick slapped her ass as she walked away from him.
Jules just ignored it.
Wendy and Catherine just shook their heads and laughed.
Opening the door slowly, Jules looked into the room of her sleeping daughter. She crept inside, leaned down over her, and rubbed her nose against her tangled hair.
"I love you so much, princess, Mommy loves you so much," she whispered and stroked her hair. "Look at you, you look just like your daddy, pretty girl, ya know that?" she told her knowing her daughter wouldn't be answering.
"Ya think so?" Nick whispered into the bedroom as he stood by the door.
Jules looked up and smiled at him. She looked back down at her daughter and back up at him as he walked quietly into the room and stood behind her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and looked over her shoulder at his daughter.
"She does look like me, doesn't she…" he smiled proudly.
"Even her hair is getting darker now," she admitted.
"She has a lot of you in her too, don't let her fool ya," Nick whispered.
"Just face it, Cowboy," Jules whispered, "…she's the spittin' image of ya, as you Texans like to say," she smiled softly.
"Ooooh, I love it when you talk Texan to me, baby," he growled onto her neck.
Jules loved this moment.
She loved the times when the man she adored hugged her so tightly and held her in his arms. She loved how they stared down at their daughter together sharing the same love and devotion. She wondered how she got so lucky.
Nick loved this moment.
He loved how she felt in his arms and he loved how he felt when he held her tight. He loved the little girl they made together and he wondered, at that moment...
...how he ever got so lucky.