"Let me show you how a real man takes the luggage" Tony huffed as he picked up Ziva's bag. He may have been a little surprised by how heavy it was, but he wasn't going to let it show, all he wanted to do was show off for his Israeli beauty.
"You sure I can't help?" Ziva teased as she tried to keep a straight face. She loved how he always attempted at being a macho man, he always knew how to make her smile. As they walked off the dock Tony couldn't help but wince at the sun.
"You had to pick a place for our honeymoon with enough sun to bake me alive" he grumbled as he adjusted the bag over his shoulder. He only used one arm, releasing a ripple of muscle down it. Too bad he was wearing a long sleeve shirt or Ziva would have been impressed by the tone of his arm.
"Hey, you let me pick this time. You of all people should be happy about it, or did you forget how I sunbathe?" He almost dropped the bag when thinking about what she has said. And I can assure you, I do not have any tan lines. By this point Tony had nothing to complain about, all he wanted to do was get to the beach sooner.
As they got to the rental car Ziva slowed her pace and began pondering her thoughts. The last few times they had traveled to foreign countries something magical always seemed to happen. She couldn't help but show a big smile, all she could think about was the time she had spent with Tony. Together. Paris, Mexico, Italy, and now Spain. It only seemed like yesterday when they traveled to Paris and "shared" a bed for the night. That was the first time they truly admitted to each other how the felt, and that night together sealed their feelings for one another.
"What are you so happy about little miss I-don't-ever-burn-in-the-sun?" Tony said as he watched Ziva snap out of her daydream. "Oh, I'm just remembering the trips we have taken in the past...together." Paris instantly crossed his mind as well, and of coarse he couldn't help but flash a big smile her way.
"Of coarse. I would say Paris was my favorite trip. Our first, actually. That night was the beginning of the life I always wanted to have, and now I do. Can't complain here." And he was right. Tony always longed for a woman who would make him happy, and Ziva had always been there for him. He loved her laugh, her long, dark curly hair, but most importantly, he loved how he could always rely on her as his friend. No matter what happened, she was always there to pick him up and get him going again.
With that, Tony walked over to Ziva and pulled her in close. Their faces almost touching, he looked deep into her chocolate brown eyes and said, "I'm the luckiest man alive because I have you. No other man can say that." Ziva gave a cute little smile, her cheeks turning bright red.
As she gazed back into his beautiful green eyes that she had always loved she replied, "And you, Anthony DiNozzo, will always be the luckiest man in the entire world. I love you." She leaned in as Tony pulled her even closer, their lips finally coming together. As the touched, their lips gently pressed into each other,creating a feeling that would never fade no matter how many years passed. This is what forever in love felt like, which they both knew would last between them forever.