There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
–Sarah Dessen
Hands braced against the edge of Deeks' kitchen sink, Kensi attempts to wrap her mind around the past day.
Deeks' laughing eyes as he picked her from her apartment to meet the Hanna family at the ice rink, the overwhelming fear and anticipation when planning to confess her desire to be bold with him, his fingers entwined with hers as he led across the ice, then again when she calmed the fear in his eyes as she said the words "with you", and finally the warmth and the comfort of his lips pressed against hers.
He was the one who had pulled back eventually, saying he didn't want to give people a show. Kensi had slapped his chest lightly for that remark and started back to Sam and Michelle by herself, only to slid across the ice, almost falling until Deeks' strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her up and gently teasing her for being impatient.
The remainder of their time at the rink was a blur in her mind, Sam had left first with his family, hoping to spend some time with them before they left on their trip, then Callen who left with a grin and a small gesture across the rink to where a redhead stood waiting.
The drive to Deeks' place was quiet, at one point his hand found hers and squeezed gently, his thumb caressing the soft skin on the inside of her wrist.
They'd walked through his door and a heartbeat later she was pressed against him, easing his jacket off his shoulders, enjoying the rough scratch of his scuff against her cheeks, feeling his grin as a soft moan escaped her when his tongue traced the outline of her bottom lip.
She'd lifted his gray long sleeved tee shirt over his head only to find a another white one beneath it. "You wear too many clothes." She mumbled and his answering chuckle had vibrated through her body as Deeks' arm slid around her knees, lifting her up and carrying her to the back of the apartment.
Once in the middle of the night she'd woken to Deeks' mouth placing soft nibbling kisses along her jaw, his hand stroking her side, reawakening the fire within her. She'd pushed him back against the mattress, and straddled him, loving the feeling of finally having Deeks, her partner, her best friend, her everything, being completely and utterly hers, in every way possible.
Now standing at his counter she hears him approaching from behind, his arms come around her waist, and his lips trail warm, wet kisses across her neck.
"Mmm, you're very tactile, aren't you?" Kensi laughs, her breath hitching when Deeks' lips pause to suck gently at her pulse point.
"Come back to bed." He murmurs, his facial hair tickling her shoulder.
"What about Mammoth?" She teases.
"Packing is done, Mammoth can wait a few more hours, I've been waiting four and a half years." He whispers, leaning in to kiss her deeply. "C'mon." He pulls back slightly to mutter the words against her lips.
Giggling, Kensi lets him lead her back to the bedroom, abandoning the memories of the last day, she doesn't want to live the past anymore, she wants live now, holding Deeks while she can and embracing her future with him.