I think this is the chapter everyone has been waiting for...I hope you enjoy it! Zoe.
Nell was having trouble concentrating and it wasn't the first time that day, or that week for that matter. Four days ago, in response to the arrival of Agent Giordano, Callen had told Nell She's not my type. I prefer petite brunettes. And since then, every moment that she wasn't working on their current case and some when she was, her mind would drift to the Senior Agent in Charge; the way his eyes would sparkle when he looked at her, the low husky tone he used when they were alone, the sparks of electricity she felt whenever he touched her. She was past the point of just being attracted to him. She wanted him. She wanted to know what it would be like to kiss him, to have his hands threaded through her hair, his fingers on her skin…
"Ms Jones." Hetty's firm voice stirred Nell from her daydream and she snapped her head around.
"Hetty." She gasped.
"Agent Callen is almost ready to leave." She nodded the cell phone Nell had been working with.
"Oh, right." Nell quickly stood up. "It's done."
"You best take it to him. I believe you will find him down in Wardrobe." Hetty replied, eyeing Nell with suspicion as she headed to the double doors. The young analyst was not on her game and Hetty wondered why.
Nell hurried down the stairs and across the office to Wardrobe. As she breezed in she came to a sudden stop. Her eyes widened and her lips parted in a silent gasp as she caught sight of Callen, standing with his back to her a few feet away, wearing only a pair of well-fitting dark blue jeans, his toned back and shoulders on full display. Nell stared as he pulled a t-shirt over his head, desire burning in her belly at the sight of his muscles contracting as he moved.
Fully dressed, Callen turned to complete his outfit with the belt and watch, and immediately saw Nell standing just a few feet away looking flustered.
"Nell." He greeted her with a sly smile.
"Sorry." She muttered as she dropped her head and averted her gaze. "Hetty sent me to give you this." She glanced up and took a few steps towards him, thrusting out a new cell phone, programmed with numbers he might need during the operation.
"Thanks." Callen smirked. He could tell from the blush on her cheeks that she had been standing there a moment or two and had likely seen more than she had bargained for. Stuffing the cell phone into his pocket he grabbed the belt and threaded it through the loops on his jeans.
"So if we wrap things up this afternoon, we're all going out for drinks." Callen told her. "You in?"
"Um." Nell paused a moment to think. She knew a night out would be the perfect opportunity to get Callen alone away from work, but she didn't feel like her current outfit would do her any favours.
"I have plans." She responded, catching a fleeting glimpse of disappointment cross Callen's face. "But I'll swing by when I'm done." She added, garnering a smile from the agent.
"Okay then." He nodded. "The others ready?" he asked, looking over her head for Kensi, Sam and Deeks.
"In the bullpen." Nell nodded. "Good luck."
Xxx
One successful undercover operation later and Callen and the rest of the team were in Stereo, a hip, newly opened nightclub. It had been Kensi's suggestion to go to a club rather than just a bar. She apparently needed to 'get her groove on'. Callen lounged back into the sofa and scanned the crowd. It was after ten and he was beginning to wonder if Nell was actually going to show up. His heart would skip a beat when he thought he spotted her, only for it to sink when he realised it wasn't her. As he feigned interest in a conversation between the others, Callen wondered what plans Nell had that meant she couldn't join them. He desperately hoped it didn't involve another guy. The thought of someone else getting to hold her in their arms and kiss her full, sensual lips killed him. Taking a sip of beer, Callen tried to relax but he knew he wouldn't until Nell arrived.
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Nell had hurried home the moment she was free. She hadn't lied to Callen – she did have plans. Those plans just consisted of taking some time to shower, fix her hair and put on a sexy dress. As soon as Callen mentioned going out, she knew this was her chance. She and Callen had been dancing around each other for too long, and after his comment to her in ops, she had decided she had to make a move and finally let him know how she felt. But she didn't want to make that move wearing the very business like black jeans, shirt and blazer she had been wearing at work.
So now, at 9.45pm she found herself standing before her full length mirror, checking herself one last time before she caught a cab to the club. Brushing her hands down her dress, she grabbed her jacket, checked her lipstick, and headed for the door, knowing that one way or the other, when she walked back through things would be different.
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Callen had almost given up on Nell coming and he let out a heavy sigh, deciding if he should just call it quits and go home. He didn't really feel like spending the rest of the night wondering what might have happened. But as he turned to pick his beer up off the table, he froze. Nell was walking towards the group and Callen was instantly transfixed. Wearing a deep green dress with a fitted bodice and a skirt that flared out stopping just above her knees, a pair of chunky black boots, and a cropped leather jacket with ¾ length sleeves, Callen had never seen anyone look so sexy and he couldn't take his eyes off her as she approached.
"Hi guys." She greeted them all as she stepped up into the area they were seated in.
"Nell, you made it!" Kensi got up and embraced Nell quickly. "You look amazing."
"Uh, thanks." Nell smiled shyly.
"Here, sit." Sam shifted to make space for Nell and she took the seat that placed her right next to Callen. She turned and smiled at him, taking in his worn out Grateful Dead t-shirt and inky blue jeans. There was no denying he looked good, damn good.
"Glad you could make it." Callen leaned in and whispered.
"Worried I wasn't going to show?" she countered.
"More worried about who you got all dressed up for before coming here." He said brazenly.
"What makes you think it isn't you I got dressed up for." She replied, meeting his surprised gaze for only a moment, before turning her attention to the others.
"Hey Nell, you'll dance right?" Kensi said as she rose from her chair. "I can't get any of these guys to loosen up."
"Sure." Nell smiled and got to her feet, purposely placing her hand on Callen's shoulder to 'steady herself' as she stood. "Just let me take my jacket off." She added as she stripped off the little leather jacket to reveal the dress she was wearing was strapless. As she moved across to Kensi, she felt Callen's eyes on her and she knew the dress had been the right choice.
Callen sat with a beer in his hand staring at the dance floor. It was packed and his view was partially obstructed but he could still see glimpses of Nell beside Kensi as they danced to the beat of the music. Callen had never figured Nell for a nightclub kind of girl but clearly she was having a good time and she had good moves too. Kensi always caught the eye of every man in the room but as Nell danced, Callen noticed a few eyes directed her way. He couldn't blame them. Showing off her toned shoulders and arms in that strapless dress, Callen couldn't take his eyes off her.
"I need a drink." He announced. Sam, Deeks and Eric merely waved at him as Callen headed down the steps and made his way through the crowd to the bar. He stood patiently and shuffled his way closer to the front each time a space was vacated. Suddenly he felt a hand on his back and when he snapped his head around, he smiled when he saw Nell.
"Got room for me?" she asked. Callen nodded and he twisted so he could slip his arm around her back and draw her in front of him.
"You and Kensi have been burning up the dance floor." he said, leaning down so she could hear him over the music.
"Been watching us huh?" Nell replied, turning to look up at him.
"Hard not to." Callen muttered with a shake of his head.
"What can I get you?" the bartender asked. Callen realised they had made it to the front of the bar, and lifting his hands to Nell's upper arms, he leaned down.
"Nell?"
"Two daiquiris." Nell spoke up, before glancing down to look at Callen's hands on her arms.
"And a beer." Callen replied.
"And two tequila shots." Nell added.
"Tequila shots?" Callen reacted with surprise. "You and Kensi planning on turning this into a wild night?"
"Nope." Nell shook her head as the bartender put the shots, salt and some lemon slices down in front of her. "These are for us." She grinned as a cheeky plan formed in her mind. She knew it was bold and she didn't know how he would react but she had come out tonight with one purpose in mind and she wasn't going to let herself chicken out.
Taking the salt from the bar, Nell shook it onto her wrist and quickly did her shot, needing the liquid courage. Then before Callen could pick up the salt for his, Nell lifted it and shook more onto her own wrist. With a seductive smile, she offered her wrist to Callen, watching as his eyebrows rose in surprise and his eyes filled with something she could only describe as desire. He gently took her hand and without breaking eye contact, he licked the salt from her skin and drank his shot, finishing it off with the lemon.
"That'll be $40." The bartender said suddenly, breaking the intense stare-off the pair were engaged in. Nell turned to see the two cocktails and Callen's beer sitting on the bar before them.
"I got it." Callen smiled as he pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and handed over several bills to the bartender. Nell nodded her thanks, and picked up her two drinks. Callen grabbed his bottle and with one hand on the small of her back, he manoeuvred her back through the crowd to the team's table.
"Took you long enough." Kensi laughed as they returned and Nell handed over her drink.
"Big queue." Callen nodded as he and Nell sat down. She immediately engaged in conversation with Kensi but Callen was lost in thought. Nell was clearly playing some kind of game with him and he had an idea what she was wanting out of it. He wanted exactly the same thing and just had to wait for the moment to get it.
Xxx
Several hours and many more drinks later, Nell was feeling flushed and confident. Callen hadn't taken his eyes off her all night and the fluttering in her stomach told her she had to make her move now.
"If you'll excuse me." Nell said to the group as she rose. Callen shifted to let her pass and as she moved towards the stairs, she looked back over her shoulder and threw him a look. Hoping he would take the hint, Nell headed down the stairs and towards the bathrooms.
Nell could feel her heart racing as she tried to walk calmly to the hallway where the bathrooms were. She ducked inside and going straight to the sink, she took a moment to check her hair and make-up, dabbing a little lip-gloss onto her lips before washing her hands and taking a few steadying breaths. She hoped that when she opened that bathroom door he would be on the other side waiting for her. If he wasn't, she would know nothing would ever actually happen.
Nell had barely stepped back through the bathroom door when she felt a sudden tug on her hand. Before she could react to being pulled from the door, he had her pinned to the wall and his lips were pressing against hers in an urgent, desperate kiss. Taken completely off guard, Nell was frozen for a moment as her mind comprehended what was happening. Special Agent G Callen was kissing her – no, he was not just kissing her, he was ravishing her. Realising she needed to respond, Nell grasped at his t-shirt as she began to kiss him back. Her response seemed to spur him on and his hand moved to cradle the back of her head as he deepened the kiss, parting her lips with his and dipping his tongue into her mouth. Nell moaned softly at the new sensation, then gasped when he moved to suck on her lower lip. She knew Callen was a talented man, but who knew his greatest skill would be kissing?
Callen was a man possessed. The moment Nell had stepped out of the bathroom his plan went out the window. He had intended on their first kiss to be soft and romantic but instead, he had been overcome by months of desire. Lust had taken over and as soon as he laid eyes on her, her plump lips glistening in the light, and he had just grabbed her, pulled her up the hallway and kissed her hard. His kisses travelled from her lips to her neck, and in the darkened hallway he sucked at her skin knowing he would leave his mark. Tugging her body against his with a low growl, he returned to her lips, groaning as she whimpered under his ministrations.
Frenzied would be the word Nell would come to use to describe the moment later. It was as if months of pent up lust and desire had come bursting out of her and she couldn't get enough of him. Her body felt like it was on fire as she kissed him back. Her arms slid up around his neck, pulling him down to her as he wrapped his arms around her back and held her tight against his firm body. She was getting lightheaded, both from lack of oxygen and the emotions rushing through her body. Feeling her knees weaken, she tightened her hold on Callen to stop herself from falling, and pulled her head back sharply, breaking the kiss only to take a few breaths and make one simple request.
"Take me home."
Um, thoughts?
