Romantic Evening

Title: Romantic evening

Pairing: Cath/Sara

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction. I do not own CSI, and I do not make any money from these writings. It's just for fun.

A/N: This is the sexy part of my biggest fic about Catehrine and Sara... doesn't have anything to do with the first one I posted... if you like this part and wants to read the rest of it just ask.... ;) Enjoy!

Beta-Reader: Wee idgie... from fanfiction.net

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I have a few hours to get ready before tonight and I want to make sure I’m as relaxed as I can be so I slip into my running gear and head out to beat the pavement for a while. I need the release of endorphins from the exercise to help combat my nerves. When I get back I peel off all my clothes and run a hot bath with essential oils performing all the necessary girlie routines of scrubbing, shaving and waxing leaving me roughly an hour to pick something to wear from my wardrobe.

That’s when I find out that I have a big problem. I haven’t thought about clothes and not being the kind of girl to own a slinky dress I’m stumped as to what to choose. Maybe Catherine, in time, can make me see going shopping for clothes as an enjoyable thing? Finally, after a lot of rummaging and changing my mind several times I settle on a pair of flowing black pants and a tight-fitting green shirt. I apply a little makeup, not being one for anything too heavy, and squirt a little perfume. Giving myself the once over I conclude that I don’t scrub up too badly after all.

Just one final touch; I open my jewelry box and choose a simple silver pendant on a leather thong and slip it round my neck before grabbing my keys and leaving the house.

I arrive at her house ten minutes early which gives me some necessary time to try and calm down. My heart is beating so fast I’m sure it’s trying to get out of my chest and my palms are sweaty. Anyone would think I’d never been on a date before.

After composing myself as much as I’m able, I jump out of the car and walk up the path to the front door. I can see a light on in what I know to be Catherine’s bathroom. She is probably doing her makeup and those last minute girly finishing touches. Not that she needs to for me. She could wear coveralls and not a spec of makeup and still be the most beautiful woman I’ll ever lay eyes on.

I raise my hand to knock and notice it is still trembling. If I can’t get a grip soon I’ll never make it through the night I’ve gone to so much trouble to plan.

I ball my fist ignoring the shakes and raise my hand again but before I have a chance to knock, the door opens.

To say I’m stunned by the sight in front of me is an understatement. I don’t think words can do justice to such beauty. I step into the doorway bringing me closer to her and reach out reverently to caress her face. I see Catherine’s cheeks reddening under my touch.

“It still amazes me that I can make you blush,” I say whispering against her lips. If anything, Catherine blushes even harder. “Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah, just give me a minute. Sweetheart, can you come here for a second?”

“Coming Mom!” Lindsey yells from upstairs. “Hi Sara. Wow, you are beautiful.”

“Thank you Lindsey.” I find myself blushing now.

“We are going out now. You be good for Grams.”

“I’m not five anymore Mom.”

“Yeah but you are still and always will be my little girl.” We both share a hug with Lindsey and she stays at the door to wave us off happily.

I grab Catherine’s hand and thread my fingers through hers as I lead her to my car. I’m so lucky!

“She’s right you know, you are beautiful,” Catherine informs me, her eyes twinkling.

“If I’m beautiful, then you are stunning,” I whisper kissing her ear. I know she gets the tickles when I do that and I smile when she tucks her ear against her shoulder, giggling. I open the passenger door and make sure she is seated comfortably before closing the door, walking around to the driver’s side and getting in. She follows me with her eyes and as soon as I buckle my seatbelt she leans over and kisses me again. We’ll never make it anywhere at this rate.

We drive in comfortable silence to the restaurant where I stop outside and once again open her door for her. I throw my keys to the valet and we walk towards the main door hand in hand.

“Good evening. Welcome to The Shilla,” a beautiful olive-skinned girl greets us as we enter. “A table for two?”

“We have a reservation, it’s in the name of Sidle,” The girl takes a moment to look through her reservation book and then smiles again.

“If you’d like to come this way” She leads us towards a private room at the back of the restaurant.

“I’m sure I’ve never mentioned to you that Japanese is my favorite?”

“No, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my ways of finding out.”

“Lindsey?”

“Almost, I did think about asking her but I rang your sister instead.”

“Sneaky,” Catherine winks at me with a grin.

“I prefer to think of it as resourceful,” I grin back at her.

“A waitress will be with you shortly to take your order,” the girl says before leaving us to get settled.

“Thank you.”

We walk towards the low table in the center. It’s surrounded by cushions of all different colors and has candles and delicate single flower blossoms arranged beautifully on it. In the background there’s a gentle music playing. We seat ourselves in amongst the cushions and I make sure I’m very close to her. Before either of us can say anything our waitress appears smiling as broadly as the first girl.

“Hi. Would you like something to drink?”

“A sake and a bottle of water please,” Catherine replies immediately. I decide upon the same and nod to that effect.

“Would you like to take a look at the menu while I get the drinks?”

“You fancy some veggie tempura as a starter?” I ask and Catherine nods.

“Ok. I’ll come back to bring your drinks and order your main courses shortly.” The girl excuses herself leaving us alone.

“This place is incredible Sara.” She leans in, in slow motion to kiss me. I revel in the moment memorizing the way her eyes are sparkling in the candlelight. “I love it!” she whispers against my lips.

During the meal, Catherine tells me all about her childhood. About the situation that led her to become a dancer, the drugs and her pregnancy, and about her real father too, the infamous casino mogul, Sam Braun. I remember how uncomfortable Catherine was when she first found out about him. Mind you I think any person in her position would be.

“Things are ok now between you two?”

“We don’t talk much but yes, everything is ok.”

“Does he know that you date women?”

Catherine laughs. “But I don’t date women. I date ‘a woman’, one woman, I date you!” I gaze at her feeling my cheeks grow hot. “No he doesn’t know, but I really don’t care what he thinks Sara. I love you and I want you and not even the mighty Sam Braun can do anything about that.” I know now I’m blushing very hard, I can feel my skin tingling. She places a palm on each side of my face and squeezes my nose with hers. “You are so damn cute Sidle!” she says before kissing me yet again. Tucking a few stray hairs back behind my ear, she stops to take a sip of her drink.

“Are you still in touch with your friends from when you were a dancer?”

“Not really. Things changed after I start working as a CSI. They were cool and offhanded with me because they saw me as the ‘bad guy’. I guess that’s because I had a couple of cases centered round that club and I had to treat them all as suspects. It wasn’t my choice, it’s just the rules.”

“Not a nice thing to have to do.” She shakes her head.

“What about you?”

“Although I had quite a few friends at Berkeley, I’m only in touch with three of them now.”

“So you weren’t a library geek then?”

“No, I was, I studied a lot and to start with the closest person I had to a friend was one of the lab techs who had to close up after my late sessions. But after meeting Shayla and her friends, that changed. I still studied hard but I started to go out and have fun too. It was really the first time I’d ever been part of a social circle and it felt really good. I met Melanie, one of Shayla’s friends and we got pretty close.”

“Did you date her?”

“She was my first real girlfriend. My first in a lot of things and I really liked her but as is so often the case, good things didn’t last and she broke-up with me after nearly a year together. I was still coming to terms with the things that had happened to me in my childhood and I guess that was hard for her because I didn’t feel like I could open up. When I did finally talk to her she ran scared. It didn’t surprise me much.”

Catherine is rubbing my arm soothingly, she says nothing about Melanie and I’m glad. “So you found out you were a ‘lesbian’ science geek then? Have you had many girlfriends since?

“A few but only two lasted longer than a couple of dates. How about you?”

“I’ve only ever dated one woman before you. Stephanie was her name. I had fought big-time with Eddie and we ended up breaking up. Stephanie was there. She comforted me. I don’t think I realized at the time that we were dating. It just made us both happy. It was a couple of months later when Eddie walked back into my life being Mr. Charming, buying me flowers and extravagant gifts. He wanted me back and I was stupid enough to fall for his charms a second time. I accepted. I remember when he found out about Stephanie and I. He was thrilled. He had the two women in a bed fantasy like most men. He asked me to bring Stephanie over one night.”

“Did you do it?”

“Yes. It was actually really good the first time, but after I realized I really had feelings for Stephanie I asked her not to accept Eddie’s invitations anymore. She deserved more and she agreed with me. I know I shouldn’t have been with Eddie I should have been with her. I have to say, my relationship with Eddie changed a lot after that. But hey, none of that matter’s now - I have you!”

“How cliché!”

“Well, it is still true!” I laugh and lean in to give her a kiss.

It was meant to be a simple kiss, but Catherine’s lips are so soft and this night has been so wonderful, that I can’t reign myself in anymore. I need to taste her mouth. She opens up to my insistent tongue, pushing hers out to meet it slowly and sexily. I suck on it hearing her moan from deep in her throat. The moan travels through me settling firmly in the aching pit of desire building in my stomach. I fill the air with moans of my own as our kiss becomes ever more frantic. She pulls back gulping in essential breaths of air before crashing her lips against mine again. My free hand settles on her thigh and begins to run up her leg. I feel her shiver against me but she doesn’t move her lips from mine. I push myself into her as my hand travels to cup her ass one too lightly. She moans again, this time making me shiver.

The door suddenly swings back and we pull apart. I look up coming face to face with our blushing waitress. She’d come to find out if we needed anything else. Catherine whispers ‘how about some privacy’ and I can’t help but giggle. We’re all blushing profusely but I’m actually glad the waitress appeared otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself and would have made love to Catherine right here. I kiss Catherine chastely on the cheek before heaving myself from the soft cushions and going to take care of the bill.

Standing outside waiting for my car to be brought round I wrap my arm around her shoulders. “Thank you for the dinner Sara, I think that’s the best date I ever had.”

“Me too,” I say, turning to look at her blue eyes, “but the night is still young and I would like to take you some place else”

“Ok,” she whispers cuddling into me.

I smile and look up at the moon. Somehow I always feel happier when the moon is in the sky. I tip the valet and open the passenger door for Catherine.

“So where are we going?” I shake my head. There’s no way I’m going to spoil the surprise I’ve spent days planning. “You know, I’m getting tired of all this mystery. I like surprises yes, but I’m kind of dying here,” she says dramatically, making me laugh.

“This is the last one tonight, I promise. I hope you’ll like it.”

“I have no doubts about that at all.”

TBC