I am terribly sorry for the wait. I wrote this chapter really fast so that you all did not have to wait any longer, so if there are any mistakes please forgive me. I did my best to edit it quickly. I will hopefully have another chapter up for you by Monday! Also thank you for all the favorite/follows and reviews! It means the world to me! :) As always R&R! And have a great rest of your weekend! :)

-Ju


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The end of last chapter...

"Yes, Tony. I am in love with someone that I did not expect to fall for," she confessed.

"And why are you telling me this?"

"Because it is you, Tony. Its always been you," she whispered.


Without hesitation Tony captured her lips. God, he had been waiting to do that for quite some time now. Her lips were soft and moist, just like he remembered them being from going undercover all those years ago. She didn't pull back like he thought she might, she just melted into his embrace. Her hands slowly made their way to the nape of his neck.

The kiss started as a slow passionate kiss, just two people who needed each other, eventually turned into a more feverish kiss. Ziva pushed him backwards on to the couch, so that she was on top of him. Their lips never leaving one another's.

Ziva's heart rate quickened, never in a million years would she have thought that her and Tony would be making out on his couch. She really needed to stop this, they needed to talk more, but she couldn't. She was too far gone, she hasn't felt this way about kissing someone in a very long time, and it just felt so good to feel it again, and with Tony of all people. She moved her hands to the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it off. Briefly stopping their kissing to get the shirt completely off.

In that brief time Tony had a moment of clarity, as much as he didn't want to stop this amazing thing they were about to do, he didn't want Ziva to be another one night stands. She meant way too much to him, to sleep with her, or anything like that the first night. So taking all the will power he had, he gently pulled back and looked into her eyes.

"Zi, I can't do this," he breathed, trying to catch his breath.

With hurt in her eyes, "Oh," was all she could manage to say. She was trying to fight back the tears that were threating.

Seeing the hurt in her eyes, he immediately realized what he just said must of sounded like to her. "Oh no, Ziva, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that, I couldn't do this tonight," he paused trying to read what she was thinking. "I want too, but you mean too much to me to sleep with you or anything on the first night. Zi, I haven't even gotten to take you on a first date," he finished.

"You want to take me on a date?" she asked surprised.

"Of course, I do. I want to flaunt you to the world. That I finally got the most beautiful girl in the world to date me," he smiled at her.

"Sometimes, you can be a real cheeseball, Tony," she laughed.

"So, does that mean you will go on a date with me?"

"Of course," she blushed.

"It's getting late, and we have to work tomorrow, you're more than welcome to stay here with me or I can drive you home," he offered, "but I'm opting for you staying here," he said with his big charming DiNozzo grin.

"I think I would like that, but can I take a shower before bed?" she asked.

"Of course sweet cheeks, whatever you need," he answered.

Thank goodness the doctor told him that he needed to get a bigger bed last month for his back, otherwise it was going to be a tight fit.

Tony found some clothes for Ziva to sleep, after her shower. A pair of his sweat and one of his Ohio state t-shirts. When Ziva emerged from the bathroom, he was leaning against the head rest of his bed, reading a book, which isn't Tony at all.

"Get a new bed, Tony?" Ziva said startling him, as she leaned against the frame of the bathroom.

Looking up from his book, he was in awe with the sight in front of him. She looked stunning in his clothes. Never in million years would he have thought he would have Ziva David in his bathroom or even better, his clothes. And the night is still getting better, she will be getting in his bed, how in the world did he get so lucky?

"Uh, yeah. The doctor told me that I needed to start sleeping in a big kid bed, one that allows me to stretch out more than the old twin did," he shrugged.

"Well, darn I was really looking forward to snuggling tonight," she winked at him. As she made her way to the bed.

Man she's good, "Ms. David, did you just wink at me?" he asked playfully.

"Of course not, I had something in my eye," she said with a smirk.

"Uh huh, sure," he smiled.

"Goodnight, Tony," she said, and then kissed him on the lips. She rolled over to her side facing away from him.

"Goodnight, sweet cheeks," he whispered. He turned off the lamp and settled in behind Ziva, pulling her as close as he possibly could. He rested his arm around her waist. Within a couple of second she brought her hand to his and intertwined their fingers. He smiled into her wet brown curly, which smelled of him. He loved having her in his bed, in his arm, and in this moment the fact that she smelled like him. He took a deep breath and thought to himself, screw rule number 12, I'm never letting her go. Then drifted to sleep, with the woman he loves in his arms.