Re: Crime Of Passion
She gave him a small smile as she shampooed her hair and a soft sigh escaped her lips. She was going to really make this whole thing work. She hadn't been in a stable, two-sided relationship in a long time, so she knew she was going to have to adjust. Heck, they both were. Grissom hadn't even dated, let alone courted, in much longer then her, and she knew this as pretty much a given. Plus, he was so stuck in his ways, having had his routine for so long, it was going to be difficult. But she'd get used to it. They both would. They just had to work at it and she knew it wouldn't be all that hard for her because she'd wanted it for so long and now that she finally had him, it felt like she was walking on air.
After she'd pursuaded him (it didn't take much) into a repeat performance of their earlier activities, they finally forced themselves to get dressed and Sara winced a little as she looked in the mirror.
"Shoulda guessed my clothes'd be crumpled. Oh well, once they see that smile that you haven't taken off your face all morning, they're gonna figure out that you either discovered a new bug and got your name put in some huge book of historic people...or that you got laid."
She teased, scraping her hair up into a messy ponytail that looked rather endearing on her as she looked at him through the mirror, a playful glint in her brown eyes that had gained a new sparkle to them. Stopping a moment, she caught his gaze through the mirror.
"So...tonight, are you staying at my place? We gonna alternate? 'Cause I don't think I can sleep alone now."
She smiled, returning to her attempt at tidying herself up a little.