He follows her towards the front door in silence.

Deeks' breathing is still uneven, and practically ceases to exist each time his eyes catch on hers.

They're going back to his place.

He's having a hard time believing it, actually. It doesn't seem real. None of it does.

Originally the plan was for them to have a simple date, without any repercussions. Asorta-kinda date, one that he could just refer to as 'partners going out to dinner.'

Nothing more.

He's known all along that the act can't be kept up forever, though. The walls are bound to fall down eventually.

And boy, do they come crashing down.

Kensi holds the door open for him with two fingers, and instantly allows them to fall off the handle once he's safely outside. Their gazes meet, and her breath hitches.

Damn him and his baby blue eyes.

She's practically lost in them.

Regaining an almost regular breathing pattern, she manages to spot her SUV amongst the sea of cars. The restaurant was rather bustling when they'd first arrived, so she'd begrudgingly had to park in the back of the lot.

In this particular moment though, Kensi doesn't seem to view it as an inconvenience.

She just extends one hand towards him without a single word, her expression soft and kind.

Deeks tries not to seem surprised and quickly reaches down, intertwining his fingers with hers.

He slows down his walk and Kensi matches his pace, both people taking their sweet time. Nobody bothers to utter a single statement or term of acknowledgement for what it is that they're finally doing.

Words would be pointless, really. Just something to vill the void of silence.

Deeks squeezes her hand, smiling just a tad. His grip is warm, soft and light, yet somehow still strong and affirming. As if to show her that he's not going to be letting goanytime soon.

Sadly though, they have to part upon reaching the car. Deeks wishes desperately that it's possible for him to defy the laws of physics and continue holding her hand as they walk to opposite sides of her Cadillac, but the possibility seems just the slightest bit out of reach.

"What, er… do ya wanna do?" He asks, clearing his throat as he pulls the door shut. Formulating a proper sentence is becoming quite the trying task.

Kensi shoots him a rather incredulous look, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"I thought it was implied."

"Beers?"

She pretends to think for a moment, her eyes trailing along the roof of her car.

"I was thinking of something a little sweeter."

Deeks furrows both eyebrows, chuckling slightly.

"What? So like… ice cream?"

Just silence. Part of her knows what he's doing full well, but a different side isn't completely sure of anything and quickly begins to second guess this new and sudden development in their relationship.

"Deeks… are you really-"'

"Oh, don't worry Kensalina," he says, sliding his upper body partially over the median and almost completely closing the gap between the two of them. "I know what you reallywant."

Kensi's heart rate spikes, her eyes fluttering open and closed. "Y-you do?"

Deeks nods, a cheeky grin stretching across his face as he presses his lips to hers.

"And, like I said before… I do not have a problem with it."