They'd kissed countless times before. Forehead, cheek, hands...it was common knowledge that they were comfortable together, that they felt comforted by each other. It was second nature to them now, touching and flirting as they went through their day.
But Derek Morgan was completely unprepared for the feeling of Garcia's lips against his own. He wasn't sure if he had aimed wrong, or if she had turned her head at the last instant, but instead of getting the side of her face, he got her mouth.
And he didn't want to pull back.
Ever.
Which was why he thanked God when she tilted her head and let him deepen the kiss, moaning softly. This may have been new territory for them, but he was intent on exploring it.
Thoroughly.