Chapter 6
They had been dating for over six months, Gil was fast deciding that a year was to long to wait.
He needed to talk to some one but he did not know who, he had lost his uncle two years ago.
He knew he could always talk to Jim, he and Jim had been friends for a long time. But he could not talk about this subject with him.
He defiantly could not talk to Nick or Warrick, and he was not sure if he knew anyone else well enough to talk about this with.
Then it hit him, Phillip. Phillip Williston was a professor at WLVU and a good friend of his.
They had often shared teaching duties. He made a phone call and invited Phillip out for a drink.
?What is so important to drag Gilbert Grissom out of the lab and away from his bugs?? Phillip asked him as he shook his hand.
?I have a problem and I need to talk to someone about it,? Gil said.
?Shoot,? Phillip replied. ?It is a female problem,? Gil told him.
Phillip looked at him, ?Female? Gilbert (he never called him Gil) are you in love?? Gil blushed, ?Deeper then an abyss in the ocean.?
Phillip smiled, ?Well I?ll be damned. I never thought it would happen.?
Gil smiled, ?Me either.? Gil then told Phillip all about Sara, all about his feelings and all about his fears.
Phillip was in deep thought, then he said.
?I think you have already made up your mind, you were just waiting for some one to tell you that you are not some kind of a pervert for wanting her in that way so soon after you started seeing each other.?
?I just don?t want to mess things up. What if I am wrong about the way she feels?? Gil asked him.
Phillip smiled, ?What is the worse thing that can happen??
Gil thought for a while, ?I guess she would turn me down.?
?And your heart would break,? Phillip said. ?Yes,? Gil said.
?Has your heart been broken before?? he asked Gil. ?Yes,? Gil replied.
?Are you dead?? Phillip asked. ?No,? he answered.
?Well?..? Phillip said.
?I need to move it to the next level and see what happens,? Gil said. ?BINGO,? Phillip said.
Gil had to think of a way to approach the subject.
He decided that they had never been on a REAL date so he would arrange one. Then a week or so after that he would - ?Heaven help me find the words.? - talk to her about it.
After shift that night Gil called her in his office.
?Sara, I was wondering if you have planes for tomorrow night?? he asked.
?No,? she said. ?I would like to take you to dinner,? he said.
?Yes, I like the shack,? she said.
Gil smiled, ?Me too, but I was thinking something a little different.?
Sara looked at him, ?Where?? ?I want to surprise you,? he said.
?Ok, I trust you,? she said smiling, ?How shall I dress??
?Well I will be wearing my suit,? he told her.
?The navy or black?? she asked. ?Navy, I think. Why?? he asked.
?So I know what to wear,? she said smiling at him. ?I will pick you up at 7,? he told her.
At 6:30 Sara stood in front of her full length mirror. It had taken her forever to get ready, but she was satisfied.
She decided she would match Gil, she wore a navy blue blazer with a powder blue blouse.
The blouse was opened just enough in the front, ?Show a little,? her best friend in collage would tell her, ?but not to much.?
She had on dress slacks to match her blazer and a pair of black heals.
Her hair was slightly curled, she had just a touch of makeup and a very mild perfume.
Gil knocked on her door precisely at 7, ?You are gorgeous,? he said.
?You aren?t to bad yourself,? she said smiling at him.
He handed her a box, ?I picked this up for you.? She opened it, it was a butterfly necklace.
?I love it,? she said as she turned so he could fasten it for her.
?Shall we?? he asked. Gil opened the car door for her, ?Will you tell me where we are going now?? she asked. He raised his eyebrow and said ?No.?
He pulled into the Bellagio. Sara looked over at him, ?I think I am underdressed.? ?You are perfect,? he said.
They had a drink before dinner in the Fontana Bar. She fit perfectly as he held her in his arms while they danced.
Dinner was at the Picasso. Fallowing dinner they went to a performance of ?O? Cirque du Soleil.
Sara invited him in for a nightcap after their evening out.
?Gil, everything was perfect,? she said. ?And the Cirque du Soleil, simply breathtaking. I have never seen anything like it.?
?I hoped you would enjoy it,? he told her.
It was already near midnight, Gil stood and took her hand. ?I should get going,? he said.
Sara tenderly kissed him, ?I don?t want you to go.?
?Are you sure?? he asked. ?I would ?..? her kiss stopped him.
?Yes,? she whispered in his ear, ?I have never been more sure of anything.?
Gil smiled, locked her door and fallowed her to her bedroom.
This time after making love she felt no urgent need to run to the shower, no desire to leave his arms, she did not ask him to leave, she nestled close to him with her head on his chest.
He ran his hand up and down her arm, kissing the top of her head, ?Sara, I love you.? ?With all my heart,? she said kissing his chest.
Never had she felt so totally satisfied, so totally loved.
They both drifted off to sleep, a sleep brought on by sheer exhaustion the kind that lovers know.
