Author's Note- Hey guys :)
This is a Neric chapter, set the morning after going for drinks with the team. Hope you guys like it! :)
Disclaimer: I wish.
Chapter 5
Nell's POV.
I wake to a raging headache, and an empty bed. It hadn't been empty last night, that's for sure.
The smell of cooking wafts into my bedroom through the open door. I put on his t-shirt, and with him being so much taller than me, it almost reaches my mid-thigh, but not quite. It smells like him, like the ocean.
As I walk out of the bedroom, he comes into view. He's not wearing his glasses, and his blond hair is messy. He's not wearing a shirt, and I can see his muscular abs which only come from years of surfing.
He looks up, and smiles.
"Something smells good." I say, smiling back.
"Blueberry pancakes," he says, wrapping his hands around my waist, "I know they're your favourite."
I stand up on my tip-toes and lightly kiss him on the lips. "Good morning, Mr. Beale."
"Good morning, Ms. Jones."
The team still don't know about their thing, I'm not using the r-word or I'll jinx it. I think Callen and Sam suspect something. Hetty most likely knows, but she hasn't called them out on it. Deeks and Kensi are so wrapped up in figuring out that they have feelings for each other, that they probably don't suspect anything.
"So, when do you want to tell them?" I say, finishing my pancakes.
"Who? The team?"
"Yeah."
"Whenever you want."
"After the next case? I mean, Eric. We've been together almost 7 months now, I don't wanna put off telling them any longer."
"Okay, deal. But Lord knows how long the next case is going to take."
"You're right."
"Okay, enough serious talk." He bends down and kisses me.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," I say, stripping off my t-shirt and biting my lower lip, "care to join me?"
"I'm so glad we have all weekend off."