“I think we should stop by the mall on Saturday, check out some jewelry outlets.”
“Why not?” Smirking, he dug into his front pocket, searching the denim until he pulled that one metal flash bang pin, a leather strap tied around it to form a small loop; he still insisted upon getting it resized and using it as a wedding ring, whenever that day fell upon them.
“You don’t seem to mind this one,” swinging the leather string around his index finger, he stretched out, grabbing ahold of her palm, halting her steps to the newly fixed Audi, eager to get home to dinner and the couch.
“In fact, I actually recall you giving me-“
“That isn’t relevant,” Kensi jerked on his hand roughly, pulling him in the direction of the vehicle.
“Yes, ma’am,” falling into line behind her, he allowed the beat of their footsteps on the pavement to be the only sound in the air for just a moment.
“Today was surprisingly steady.”
Shrugging, he took an extra step forward, catching up with her and bumping his shoulder into hers. “Job never threatened, life only put at risk a couple times, government facility curiously close to our house, I almost wonder if you knew that when you picked it.”
“I’ll never tell,” she glanced up, returning the nudge.
“It’s good,” he continued, half ignoring her words, half smirking in her direction. “Cause I kinda like being your partner.”
“I tolerate you too.”
“I’m used to life at home being amazing,” he tugged on her hand again, a physical reminder that those words were just for her. “Not so much with the job.”
“So where’s the hesitation?”
Clearing his throat roughly, he paused as they finally reached the car, pulling open the driver’s side door for her. “Good days kinda just feel like the calm before the storm now.”