Part Four – the exchange of significant glances. Things are starting to really hot up now. Future chapters may require a higher rating… Blame the plot bunny, not me. He's sitting here gazing me up adoringly and I am powerless to resist.

This story uses themes from my Kensi/Deeks universe, so first time readers might want to read the prior stories, starting with Personal Questions, which explain how Michael Brandel became Marty Deeks and just how he has all that money.

It had been a great evening, right up to the point where she saw her nemesis on the other side of room. Janna always knew the best places to go, and this club was no exception.

"How come I've never heard of DMs?" Kensi had asked, mulling over her wardrobe choices. Should she go for tight, skin tight or verging on the obscene?

"Clearly you don't move in the right circles." Janna knew pretty much everyone who was worth knowing. At just under six foot, with a smooth fall of naturally red hair that just grazed her butt, she was a familiar sight on the party scene. "And go for the body-con dress. With your hair up. Tonight we're going for full-on sexuality. We're going to leave those rich guys crying in their beers and begging for more!"

"Are you sure?" Kensi looked at the scarlet dress Janna had brought over. There wasn't a whole lot of it.

"I'm positive." Janna looked at her friend. "Going all coy on me, Kensi? Okay – tell me all about it. Who was he and what's he done to the Kensi I know and love?"

"He's nobody. He's less than nobody." Kensi made up her mind there and then. Okay, the dress left less than nothing to the imagination. And there was no way she could wear any underwear with it, but so what? She had a great body and tonight she was going to show it off. And once Janna had piled her hair up in artful disarray, with just a few tendrils escaping to frame her face, even Kensi had to admit that she looked pretty damned hot.

Yes, everything had been perfect and heads were turning and Kensi was experiencing that familiar sense of power and she was loving it. She'd only just walked in the door and at least six hot guys had virtually pounced on her. As a concession, she let the blond in the Armani suit buy her a drink and took the opportunity to check him out while he was ordering from the bartender. Yes, he checked out nicely, both front and rear. Kensi caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and approved of the way they looked together, her dark hair complementing his fairness. Unless something better came up, this guy might just be going home with a friend tonight.

And then her dream shattered. AS she looked at her own reflection, she caught sight of something that made her heart do a back-flip. Sitting in the distance was a very familiar figure. Kensi turned around, hardly daring to believe her eyes.

"Holy crap." It was him. That bloody Marty Deeks was here, lounging back in his chair as if he owned the place and wearing a white shirt and the most amazing pair of faded jeans that clung to every curve of his legs and just made his package look too good for words. In a room full of people dressed to the nines, he stood out simply because he was confident enough not to bother. And that excited her even more.

"Cute blond guy on your radar?" Janna knew Kensi's tastes. "Oh my. He's drop dead gorgeous. Mr Armani's not going to be happy, is he?"

"I'm not interested," Kensi mumbled sulkily, watching as Deeks chatted and drank beer and played cards and smoked that obscenely huge cigar and never once looked in her direction. Bloody typical. Half the guys in the club practically had their tongues hanging out and he had to ignore her. Maybe he was gay? Yes, that had to be it. What other possible reason could there be?

Kensi wasn't going to waste her time. She turned around so fast that she almost fell over. And of course that was the point where he looked up, just as she made a complete idiot of herself and spilt half her drink over herself. Their eyes met in the mirror and as Marty Deeks raised one hand in a casual salute and flashed his most winning smile Kensi could feel her cheeks burning and her loins melting with lust.

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