His eyes seem to dig holes in the back of my neck. It's like he x-raying me. I dare not like up though, because I know if I do, if I look into those green pools of his eyes. I'm gone. So I try to stay focussed on the screen in front of me, but everything is a blur. It's just him and me now, everyone else has gone home but we have paperwork to finish for Gibbs after our last case. It's kind of weird being here at this time and seeing the bullpen almost deserted and quiet, when normally it is full of people working or talking. I give up pretending to work and look across the bullpen at him. It's like he can sense me looking because he looks up and give me that DiNozzo smile, the one that makes my knees go weak. Imagine if Abby (my best friend in the whole world) could see me now, melting at Anthony DiNozzo's smile. The Anthony DiNozzo that would chase anything in a skirt. The one who I have been I love with forever, but who never seems to notice me. Well he does notice me but like I'm his sister, I don't want to be his sister!
'You okay Kate?' he asks "You seem kind of stressed, I know the prefect cure.'
And before I know it, before I have the chance to open my mouth and protest, he's standing behind me and his warm and soft hands are rubbing gentle circles on my shoulders. It feels so good, in makes my love him all that bit more.
Wait this has to stop now! Before you both get in trouble, imagine if Gibbs walked in now. What about rule #12? My logic kicked in, but my heart kept telling me that this was so right! He suddenly bent down a little further and attacked a knot near my neck. His nose was almost touching my skin, I shivered at his closeness. I could smell his distinctive smell, aftershave and something unrecognisable yet irresistible. God I wanted to take him here and now! I wonder if he realises he has this affect on me. I'm sinking fast into fantasy, a scene that involves Tony and me as far away from work and Gibbs and possible and activities where we don't need much clothing. A soft pressure brings me back, warm lips gently touching my neck. Did Tony just kiss me?
Our position suddenly seems a lot more intimate and very awkward. Tony spun my chair around so I was facing him, he knelt before me, his eyes searching for mine.
'Kate, I'm sorry. I just lost control for a moment there' but his words didn't seem to sink in, I lost myself in the depths of his eyes.
'Katie?' His voice called, worried. His lips were so full and perfect and before I knew what I was doing I had grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards me. Our lips were millimetres away from each other when he whispered,
'Are you sure?' I nodded my head a fraction and that was all he needed. His lips came crashing down on mine and we were kissing with so much love and passion. The urge for air became too much and we broke apart, our foreheads together.
I spoke, my voice surprising quiet
'Tony, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship' He laughed, and a wave of butterflies swept though my whole body. He scooped me up into his arms and kissed me again before saying
"You know Katie, I think it is'
The end