A/N- A special thanks to CSI Enyclopedia, JenTWCSINYFAN, dk7955, and a one to CruorLuna, your reviews are very much appreciated!
This coming Wednesday is my Birthday! The big number 12! Meaning I will be on a sandy Florida beach, drinking a virgin mango daiquiri, and reading Anne Rice novels. It's my favorite day of the year! lol. You know what would make my Birthday even more extra special? Reviews! I love them almost as much as my dog, who I love A LOT! (she has her own wardrobe.) Making one thing quite clear; I don;t care if you just ramble about random things (I call them Abby Moments). Anything would be greatly appreciated so...please? lol. This one might be a little OOC. My friend Michaela liked it. :)
Disclaimer: Ummm...hi? I am so socially awkward it's obvious I don't own such a beauty as NCIS. I do, however, own one very freaked out mother, who comments daily on how she should take me to see a counselor. Apparently, since I am 11 years old and have a crush on Leroy Jethro Gibbs, I have...daddy issues? Okay momma, go take your daily pill. (Doesn't she see how cute he is? I guess I'm just attracted to Marines (sigh)). lol.
G for Gloating
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was not a man to to keep quiet when he had won an argument or beat an opponent in a game. Nor when he had just once again outsmarted the Director of an armed federal agency.
It had all started out as a harmless bet made between Ziva and DiNozzo that the Director and senior agent had just happened to overhear. The point of this game was to create a very confused band of subordinates and confuse them it did. But it had also confused the two fearless leaders. The bet?
Who would jump who first.
Of course, Gibbs had immediately professed she would be the one to finally give in. His control was surely better then Jenny's- any day. And of course in turn Jenny Sheppard had said he would be the first to crack. To make a move on her.
And then they went into weeks of teasing, flirting. Jenny would make sure to purposely wear her skirts a little shorter and he would make sure to invade her personal space as much as possible when arguing with her. They went on like this for weeks, until one cold winter night everything changed.
Including the outcome of the bet.
He had screamed at a reporter earlier, muttering profanities under his breath that the camera had caught expertly. And that left one pissed Jenny, who was sleep deprived, had a massive headache, and had to deal with his crap.
Arguing was hot, and the heat seared right through their bodies, sending them both into a frenzy of lust and uncontrollable passion.
After it was over, and their bodies lay entertwined with one another on her office's couch, Jethro stroked her red curls and found it hard not to gloat, even if it was more a tie than anything.