Chapter Two

Tony's hands shook as he selected a shirt for Gibbs to try on. Gibbs had muttered something about sizes and the salesman and Tony were pretty sure Gibbs knew all his sizes. Gibbs had disappeared into the changing room, Tony still holding the underwear. The salesman had a smirk on his face, but he wisely didn't say anything about Tony's connection with Gibbs and the intensity there. Yet Tony knew he'd seen it and was aware of it. The tension between them was out of control, but the salesman had clearly seen and experienced a lot of strange behavior in this high-end store and was probably used to it.

He handed Tony three possible shirts and a couple of ties, then grabbed the underwear from Tony and clipped the tags off. "Here you go," he said helpfully, bringing the suit into the dressing room area and hanging it on a peg. "I'll let him try that on. Is there anything else your client might want to try?"

"My…" Did this guy think Tony was a personal shopper or something? "He's not my…" Tony trailed off, shaking his head. "Can you find me a couple of shirts, classic but not too stuffy or trendy, and some less dressy pants too?"

"I'll do that, sir. Come out when you're done and I'll have a selection waiting for you both."

"Those aren't for me, they're for him. He's doing a photo shoot and…Never mind."

Tony sighed, walking into the dressing room area. Only one room was occupied and when Tony stopped in front of the door, he could hear Gibbs breathing a little unevenly. Gibbs was always so even keeled; was it possible that he was just as shaken up as Tony was?

Tony knocked once on the heavy wooden door. "Gibbs?"

"Yeah," Gibbs' voice was a little breathy and not at all what Tony was used to. Tony twisted the knob and opened the door, bringing in the suit and leaving the shirts just outside.

"Got your…." Tony couldn't speak when he caught view of Gibbs. The man had stripped down to socks only while waiting, but that wasn't the surprising thing.

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"You look…God."

"What?"

"You look so incredibly hot, Gibbs. I don't think you even know…" Tony swallowed hard. "Please try on the suit. If you don't want me to embarrass both of us here, put some clothes on. I'm thisclose to saying screw the world and just do me."

Gibbs moved closer, stroking his fingertips over Tony's cheek. "I will. But not here. Be patient, Tony. I'll be worth it."

"Already have been," Tony replied. "I've been waiting…"

"I know. Me too, DiNozzo. Wait just a little bit longer, Tony. I'm not going anywhere."

"You are," Tony insisted. "You're gonna get your ass into that suit so I can leer."

"Guess I am," Gibbs agreed.