Chapter 2

WARNING, There be smut at the end of this chapter.

Nell was dressed in a short denim skirt, a pink tank top covered by a sheer white blouse and her beige cowboy boots. While waiting for Callen to show up she practiced a few steps of the line dances she had known so well a few years ago. Since joint NCIS she seldom had the opportunity to go out dancing, the few times the team had gone out together they veered towards either dive bars or modern dance clubs. No one else seemed to have the taste for county music that ran thru her veins.

But tonight was different; it was just her and Callen going out. She was positive she could convince him to head over to the country western dance club she had discovered. After all they were still in that new stage of coupledom that meant he would want to please her.

Hearing the deep throaty sound of his truck pulling up outside Nell grabbed her jacket and purse and headed towards the door. When she opened the door he was standing there smiling at her with those twinkling blue eyes.

"Well hello there Miss Jones, are you ready for a night of adventure with your personal cowboy?" Leaning down he gave her a small kiss before grabbing her hand and heading towards the truck.

"Whoa, stop a minute there cowboy and let me check you out. Let me see, brown and blue plaid cowboy shirt with pearl snaps Brings out the blue in the his eyes, really tight blue jeans OMG how hot does he look in those & a pair of black cowboy boots Those don't look new, looking good there G."

Giving her a smirk he put his hand on her back to guide her to the truck "I wanted to completely fulfill your cowboy fantasy. Did I do a good job? Oh, here let me help you up." He gave her a little lift and shut the door.

"You're not fooling me G Callen, Hetty picked out that outfit for you didn't she?" What excuse did you give her for borrowing from wardrobe?" A look of horror crossed her face. "You didn't tell her you needed an outfit to go on a date with me did you?"

"When are you going to learn, no one has to tell Hetty anything, she used her spidey senses to find out any secrets. Actually she was the one who came to me with the shirt; she also had a hat but I had to draw the line somewhere."

"I love that little skirt that shows off your legs, you should wear it more often." Starting up the truck he leaned over to tune in a country station "We might as well get in the mood, now where should we go? Do you want to take a drive or go someplace else?"

"A hat huh? Oh well she did a great job dressing you." Nell bit her lip "I was hoping we could just drive for a while, maybe get some dinner."

"Ok, that all sounds good, now what is it you're not saying? You might as well say it now and get it over with." Taking his eyes from the road Callen raised an eyebrow at her. "Come on Nell it can't be that bad can it?"

"No it's not a bad thing I just don't know how you'll react." Reaching over to put her small hand on his leg Nell gathered her courage. "I want to go dancing, dancing at the Country Western Bar I found. It'll be fun and different and no one we know will be there, so can we go?"

"How could I say no?" Seeing how happy she was took most of the horror out of the proposed evening. "If it makes you this happy it will be worth it, right?"

Giving him a big smile she bounced in her seat "Thanks G, I was afraid you would say no. I used to go Country Western Dancing a lot and I've missed it."

"Why would I say no, they usually serve beer at country bars don't they? Plus I get the chance to watch you wiggle your cute butt." He winked at her before looking back at the road. "The way I see it, a win-win situation for me."

As they walked into the bar you could almost see the walls vibrate from the combination of loud music and stomping boots.

"Look there's a table; I'll grab it while you get us something to drink." Nell headed over to the table by the dance floor.

"So are you going to teach me how to dance Nell?" He looked at the dance floor and back at her. "I might have 2 left feet and trample all over you, maybe we should just sit and watch."

"You sit and watch Callen; I'm joining this line dance." She gave him a mischievous glance over her shoulder as she darted on the dance floor, blending in with the quick moving dancers.

Watching her move her body in time to the music Callen rethought his strategy for the night. Originally he had not planned on doing any dancing; just hanging out and listening to a little music before he talked Nell into coming home with him. However he could see how much fun she was having and knew he would be joining her on that dance floor soon. There were way too many guys checking her out for him not to stake his claim.

"Hey you're pretty good at that, I didn't see you miss a step." He stood and pulled out a chair for her. "You're going to make me look pretty bad out there."

Laughing as she sat down, Nell took a drink of beer. "Please don't even start with that crap, remember I've seen how you move in all types of situations. In fact here's a nice slow one, come show me your moves cowboy."

"Just remember you asked for this" Callen stood up and led her to the floor moving into steps of the dance with no problem.

Tilting her head back she gave him a smile "Want to tell me where you learned to two-step G? Was there some terrorist group based in Texas you needed to take down?"

"Something like that." As they moved over the dance floor he drew her in closer and tightened his arm around her waist.

A couple of hours later Nell was back on the floor line dancing while G sat and watched as she scooted, twirled and stomped across the floor. The music stopped and she came straight to the table bypassing her chair to drop into his lap her arms winding around his neck.

As his own arms reached out to hold her steady she leaned in and gave him a slow kiss before drawing back against his arms.

"What was that for Miss Jones, good behavior?" His blue eyes darkened a bit as he took in her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes. "You seem to having a fine time on that dance floor; however you might care to explain to that guy with the hat if he touches your butt again I'll fix it so he'll never be able to touch anyone's butt."

"Well if you don't want anyone else flirting with me than you should come out there with me." She gave him another kiss before leaping up and grabbing his hand. "Dance with me one more time G, then we can go home and I can have my way with you."

"I like the sound of that Nell." Leading her to the dance floor he pulled her close and started to move to the beat of the music. After a couple of turns around the floor his arms slid down to join at her lower back bringing her even closer to his body with her hands drifting up his arms to grasp his shoulders resting her head against his chest.

As the song ended he took her by the hand and led her out the door straight to his truck at the far end of the parking lot. Pressing her back against the truck door G placed his hands on both side of her head leaning in to place small kisses on her eyelids and cheeks before capturing her lips in a kiss that went from soft and sweet to hot and demanding.

Nell let out a little moan running her hands up his arms and down his chest before clutching his sides to pull him closer. When his lips pulled away from her to kiss her neck she pushed her hands between their bodies and shoved his chest away before grabbing his shirt and ripping it open to run her fingers across his bare, toned chest.

"The best thing about these shirts is that you don't lose any buttons when you rip them open." She laughed as her hands continued to explore his now bare chest ghosting over the many scars to stop and toy with his right nipple. Soon her lips begin to follow the path of her hands leaving a trail of fire behind the small kisses and nibbles she was blazing across his chest.

Callen shivered at the touch of her tongue against his flesh moving his hands down to grip her shoulders tightly before he lifted her up to his face level using his lower body to hold her firmly against the side of the truck. As her legs wrapped around his waist one of his hands dropped to stroke her knee before it begin to travel up her soft inner thigh, his fingers running into the fabric of her skirt.

Coming to his senses and realizing they were still in the parking lot of the bar Callen grabbed her hands and held them still while pressing his fore head against hers. "Nell we can't do this here, please get in the truck."

"Where's your spirit of adventure G?" She stuck her tongue out at him as he helped her get into the truck. Walking around the back of the truck he snapped a couple of buttons on his shirt back together before climbing in.

"My spirit of adventure is fine; it doesn't want to have to explain to Hetty why we were arrested for lewd behavior in a parking lot." He sent her a gaze that caused heat to pool in her lower body. "Don't worry, I haven't finished with you yet I just want to find some place a little more private."

Sliding over to cuddle beside him Nell laid a hand on his upper thigh her fingers dancing up to feather across his crotch causing his foot to press harder on the gas pedal.

Nell shifted her body so she could press a kiss against his neck and whisper in his ear. "You better find that private place pretty fast G, we need to break in your truck."