It's been slow in ops the last few days. Not that any of them are complaining, but it's getting pretty boring and he's going stir crazy.

He watches as his partner has a conversation with Beale. She may be turned away from him but he's not even sorry. She's still wearing her leggings from their workout earlier and good god do they accentuate every beautiful curve of her lower half and that's when the idea strikes him.

Eric's eyes light up as he sees Deeks approach but soon turns into confusion as he watches the detective sneak up behind his unsuspecting wife. He watches in slow motion as Deeks places his hands where he can only assume is Kensi's backside.

"They got the booty?" He squeezes her ass, smiling in adoration. "They do."

Before she has time to shake herself out of shock, he's running down the hall towards the gym.

Sam and Callen watch the scene play out before them, trying to hold back their laughter because they know he's as good as dead.

She thinks about running after him, but her aching feet protest. "Dammit, Deeks! You're lucky I'm pregnant."

Her phone chimes with a message, she glares at the screen willing it to send through to the other side of the phone.

Hubby: I love you, sweet cheeks.

Wifey: You are so dead.

Hubby: Will you have, "Husband to the woman with the greatest ass in the world.", engraved on my head stone?

Wifey: No, but I will make sure to eat extra beans at lunch. 😉😘