-Kensi-

"When are you going to let, us meet this Martin that you have barely told us anything about," questions my mom over the phone. My mom has always been the type of person that wants to know everything, who wants to be in control of everything. I told her that I had a boyfriend so she would get off of my back, but I really don't. Hopefully I will have someone to bring home or my mom will have a fit.

I make it home after my Uber and my mom has called me again, "Yes mom." "Hi Kensi. I want to have this Martin over for dinner before we come together for Christmas. Can y'all come to the hotel restaurant tonight around 6," asks my mom. "Mom I don't know what Deeks is doing," I start. "I really would like to meet the man that you love Kensi," sighs my mom. "Of course, mom we will be there," I reply. I originally told my mom that my fake boyfriends name was Martin because I was at work when she called and my coworker, Deeks was with me and it was the only name I could think of. Come to think about it Deeks isn't too bad looking. Maybe I could, no it's crazy, but I'm going to do it. I mean I did base the whole fake Martin on the actual Martin Deeks. Then I text Deeks: 'Hey Deeks can I meet you for coffee?' Deeks texts back: 'Sure…' I reply: 'The blue mug on main.'

I drive to main street and I go into 'the blue mug'. This is literally my favorite coffee shop ever. I sit and wait for Deeks. He arrives shortly thereafter and sits across from me. "Hey is everything ok," Deeks asks. "Uh yea, so you're going to think that I am crazy and you will probably never want to speak to me again, but I kind of made up a fake boyfriend and gave him your name, eye and hair color and told my mom, because she wouldn't get off my back about dating. It wouldn't be a big deal except that she invited me and Martin to dinner tonight and I have no actual Martin. I was wondering if you could play boyfriend for the night." Deeks looks at me with those eyes, the ones that say, "are you crazy!" "Well, starts Deeks, "I am your friend Kens and if this helps you out then I would love to play boyfriend for a night." "Thank you, Deeks," I reply, "Also a little bit of information that I forgot to add. She thinks that we are engaged." Deeks sits for a minute then says, "Ok, we can do that. I can act like the love-sick fiancé, but you have to help me do my research for two weeks." I think for a moment about it and think about it. "Alright," I reply, "You have a deal." "Ok," says Deeks, "I guess I'll get ready for tonight and I'll pick you up at 5:30." I nod and Deeks is gone down the sidewalk.

I feel bad because now I have pulled Deeks into my shenanigans, but he agreed for a small price. I do know that my mom is going to formally invite us to Christmas. My mom doesn't just celebrate Christmas in one day. Going out to her house which is three hours away is a weeklong event. Tonight, she is in the city to do some shopping I suppose and is staying at a hotel and just happened to call about having dinner.

I really hope that Deeks and I can pull this off. It would literally be the most embarrassing thing if my mom found out that I was lying.

5:30

Buzz…..

"Hey Kens it's me can you let me in," asks Deeks. I let him in and think, great he's going to tell me how bad this is and that he won't help me anymore. He walks through my front door and looks amazing in a suit. "Hey so I went and got this," says Deeks as he gets down on one knee, "Kensi Blye, will you be my fake fiancée?" My jaw drops, "Deeks where did you get a ring?" "Well, my mom had given me the ring a while back, it was my grandmothers and if we are engaged then you need to have a ring," replies Deeks with a smile. "Yes," I answer, "But this is a really nice ring and your grandmothers are you sure you want me to wear it?" Then Deeks just looks at me and says, "Kens just wear it." I just nod as he slides the beautiful, square cut diamond ring onto my left ring finger. It is crazy how it actually fits pretty perfectly. "Well we better get going or your mom will wonder where we are," says Deeks.

We get in the Uber that Deeks called and Deeks starts to ask questions, "Ok so what is your moms name?" "Mom's name is Julia," I answer. Deeks nods. Then we arrive at the hotel. "You ready," I ask. "After you," says Deeks.

We walk in holding hands and I can already hear my mother's voice as we walk into the dining area. We get escorted to the table and there she sits. "Kensi nice of you to join us. And Martin nice to finally meet you," says my mother, "Sit so we can order." We obey and sit across from my mom. "Hey mom, so Martin goes by either Marty or Deeks. No one calls him Martin," I say as we begin to look at the menu. "How did you and Marty meet," asks my mom. "Deeks and I met in freshman biology class and Deeks needed some help with some of the homework that we had and since then we've been pretty inseparable ever since," I reply. For the remainder of the dinner my mom and Deeks seem to get along well enough. Every now and again Deeks grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze. Hopefully that means that this dinner is going well. As we are getting ready to leave the restaurant my mother turns to me and Deeks and says, "Deeks I would love for you to join us for our Christmas festivities this year. I am sure that Kensi can fill you in on the details." "I would love to join y'all Julia, thank you for the invitation," replies Deeks calmly and with a smile. "Ok," starts my mom, "I will see you two at the gathering." I nod and we leave.