Gibbs: (before Jen comes all the way downstairs) Hubba hubba.
Gibbs: Dinner at the White House?
Jenny: A date, actually.
Gibbs: Must be an important guy for you to get all decked out.
Jenny: I would prefer it if you would just say you liked my dress.
Gibbs: I haven't decided yet.
He said with a smirk gracing his luscious lips, as he watched the woman her loved descend the stairs, with a weight on his heart due to the fact he knew the date was not with him, he was not taking the woman of his dreams on a date, as she was going with someone else. He turned away from her to work on his boat, if she could see his face, she would see the hurt in his eyes and pain in his heart that she had left him in Paris, and the guilt of not chasing her, of not waking up when she left his arms, and of not telling her how much he loves her, and that he did not come back for the job at all but to be with Jen. His true love.
Jen sighed and leant against the wall, she wished it was him taking her on a date, instead of someone else, she wished it was his arms that she could be wrapped in instead of someone else's, she wished she could kiss him instead of someone else, she wished he still loved her, not realising that he never stopped.
Gibbs turned to her and offered a small smile, "You okay?" he asked, watching her body language, she was looking down, leaning heavily on the wall and twiddling with her fingers.
She heard him and looked up, "Yeah" she said unconvincingly towards the amazing silver haired gentleman
Leroy moved forwards and put his hand gently on her cheek, to make her look up, "You sure?" he asked softly, and gently
Jen sighed and shook her head, as he pulled her into his protective arms, "What's wrong?" he asked softly to the red headed woman cradled in his strong arms
The stunningly beautiful woman buried into his arms, and wrapped her arms around him, "I don't want to go..." she admitted to him with a heavy sigh
The silver haired man nodded, and smiled, "Why not?" he asked, glad that maybe, just maybe she would stay and realise how much he loves her... maybe she would still love him?
Jenifer Shepard clung to his embrace, "Because... I... don't love him" she said softly, and sadly
Gibbs cradled her close to him, and kissed the top of her head lightly to soothe her, "How about you stay here? We can grab some Thai food and you can change into something more comfortable okay?"
Jen smirked, looking up at him, "So.. you don't like the dress?" she joked with amusement
Jethro smirked, "Would look much better on the floor" he said laughing, amused, as he turned back to carry on with the boat, "There are clothes up in the bedroom, you can pick what you want if your staying"
"So... you prefer this?" she asked him, slightly nervously, and with a hint of arousal in her voice
He turned around and dropped his sanding block, with his mouth open and eyes wide in shock to see Jen in only her lingerie, the dress on the floor, "Wow" he said softly to her as he moved forwards, his eyes taking in every inch of her body
She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him softly, with his hands holding her close
He smirked, "I was right, the dress is definitely better on the floor" he said laughing with amusement, as he picked her up, forgetting about the dress and the food to carry her upstairs, Paris may be over, but something new was only just beginning...