42A/N: I've got big plans for this one.
She watches as the little brunette beauty runs down the aisle towards her with a shaggy haired might she say quite handsome man in tow. "Mommy! Mommy! Did you see me?!"
Pride shines in her eyes as she bends down wrapping up the tiny brunette that is her whole world in her arms. "Yeah, I saw you, baby. You did an awesome job! I'm so proud of you." She places a kiss to her daughter's cheek and turns her attention towards the blonde man. "Hi, I'm Kensi Blye."
He takes her offered hand. "Hi, it's very nice to meet you, Ms. Blye. I'm Marty Deeks."
She sends him a smile. "It's so nice to meet you, too. Chloe can't stop talking about you and how fun Mr. Marty's class is. And it's Kensi."
Returning her smile with one of his own, he nods. "Well, she's a pretty special girl. But you already know that."
They both look over at the sound of giggling erupting from the little girl being chased by a brown haired boy. Smiles lighting up both their faces at the scene before them then turning back to continue their conversation, something unexpected happens.
As mismatched chocolate orbs meet those of cerulean blues the term Zing is the only word that makes sense.
Shaking her herself out of her daze, she tries to ignore the feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Chlo, time to go."
The little girl pouts as she walks over to her mother. "Mommy, I don't want to go."
"Okay, I guess that ice cream will have to eat itself then."
At those words the mini version of herself runs over, taking her hand. "You're welcome to join us Mr. Deeks."
"Yeah, Mr. Marty, come with us!"
He shares a look with Chloe and then looks back towards her mother. "Yeah, okay. Just let me lock up and I'll meet you guys in the parking lot."
The brunette and blonde laugh as the exuberant six year old jumps for joy. "Yay!"
As the three walk out to their cars, Kensi feels a tug on her arm. Looking down she sees the pleading look in her daughter's deep brown eyes. "Okay. Okay."
"Marty." She hopes he can't hear the hesitancy in her voice.
Stopping in his tracks, he turns towards the duo, giving them his full attention. "Yeah?"
"Chloe was wondering….." She feels the tug on her arm once again. "We were wondering if you'd like to come to our house for lunch tomorrow."
The smile that lights up his face is all she needs to know. "Can I bring anything?"
"Just yourself. We got the rest covered, right, Chlo?" Kensi looks down at her beaming daughter.
"Right!"
He tries to stay calm, but the feeling in the pit of his stomach is making it very hard to do. "Alright. Great! I'll see you guys tomorrow."
He takes a deep breath, smoothing out his clothes to make sure he's as presentable as necessary. Bringing his fist up, he knocks on the door twice before he hears what he can only assume is Chloe's bare feet hitting the floor as she runs to the door.
"Hi, Mr. Marty!"
"Hey there, Chloe." He gives her a smile.
"Puppy!" His attention turns away from the little girl towards his trusty sidekick.
He smiles as she runs forward, running her hands through his hair. Looking back up at the sound of another pair of foot steps his brain turns to jelly when he sees the tall vision dressed in red walk towards him. "This is Mon….Monty."
"Hi, Marty."
Words. What are words? "Hhh…hiiiii. Hi, Kens." He gathers himself, hoping he's not making a complete fool of himself. "You look beautiful."
Shocked at his words and the butterflies that erupt within her stomach, she gives him a shy smile. "Thank you."
They make no move to break their locked gaze. Eyes dancing with something neither of them have felt before. They're finally broken out of their trance when a barking Monty drags an exuberant little girl through the front door.
"Come in."
As they walk through the door he becomes a little more nervous than before. "I hope it's okay that I brought him. I thought Chloe would enjoy it and Monty needs to get rid of some of the what little energy he has."
She walks into the open kitchen towards the stove, stirring something. "Of course it okay. She's been begging me to get her a dog for months so maybe this will help stop the nagging."
"Well, I'm happy to help." He sits on the bar stool at the island and watches her as she moves around the kitchen like it's nothing. "So what is it that you do?"
Stoping what she's doing, she looks out the window, taking a peak at her girl and the dog she's seemingly fallen in love with playing in the backyard. Once she's satisfied that they're okay, she turns her attention back to the man whose effecting her like she doesn't even know what. "I'm a personal trainer. I have my own studio on Pico."
"Wow, that's really great."
She gives him a questioning look.
"No, I really mean that. To be able to take care of your daughter, be there for her all the time, working full time and doing it alone no less. You're like a real life Wonder Woman."
The faint smile that spreads to her face tells him that she doesn't think so. "Thanks, I do my best. My parents try to help out as much as they can. Sometimes it feels like I'm not doing enough. But I'd do anything for her."
"I-"
"Mommy, me and Monty are hungry."
They both shake their heads, trying to rid the buzzing feeling from their heads.
"Okay, sweetie. Go wash your hands and then we'll eat."
He brings his napkin to his lips to wipe away the last remnants of his dinner. "Well, that has got to be the best meal I have ever had. Thank you, Kensi."
"Thank you, mommy."
She sends him a grateful smile. "I'm glad you both liked it."
He shakes his head. She's a super mom, this he knows. She probably doesn't get the praise she deserves most days but he can change that. "Love."
"What?"
Marty sends her a smile and then turns to her mini version. "We both loved it. Right, squirt?"
Chloe nods in agreement. "Right!"
Nothing else can be said before the seven year old's attention span shoots to another subject. "Mr. Marty, do you wanna watch Moana?"
"Sure, I'd love too."
A few hours later the credits begin to roll and Kensi looks over to find her daughter beginning to nod off. "Alright, kiddo, say goodnight to Mr. Marty and go get into your jammies."
The little girl slowly begins to get up and gives a half wave to her teacher as she makes her way out of the living room. "Goodnight, Mr. Marty."
"Goodnight, Chloe."
The adults share yet another smile as they see her get a sudden burst of energy and runs down the hall towards her bedroom singing.
He doesn't want the night to end, but seeing as though they've all had a long day he knows he'd better before he does something stupid. Like spill his feelings for this beautiful woman that he just met standing before him. "Well, I'd better get going."
"Let me walk you out."
They stop at the door, neither wanting to say goodbye. "I had a really great time today, Kensi. Thank you for inviting me."
"You're welcome. We loved having you. Maybe we could-" She's interrupted when he blurts out the words.
"Would you wanna go out with me some time?"
A blush rises to her cheeks. "Yeah. Yeah, I would like that very much."
Their eyes lock not for the first time today. He takes a slight step forward closing the distance between them. 90/10. He repeats to himself. After a few seconds he's scared he went too far but then her lips are on his and WOW.
The kiss doesn't last as long as either would like but it's a start. A start to the beginning. "How about tomorrow night?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Would you go out with me tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, tomorrow is great."
"Great." He leans forward, placing another brief kiss to her lips. "See you tomorrow, Kens."
"Bye."
She smiles as she shuts the door and slides down to the floor her legs now in a gelatin like state. That kiss. Wow. The sound of her daughter calling for her pulls her out of her trance. And what a trance it was.
