Kiss me.

The orchestral soundtrack swelled into a rising romantic crescendo as Tim felt his breath hitch in his chest at Ziva's request. Kiss me. The sunlight reflected through the falling water to throw dappled moving ripples of light across her beautiful face as she stared at him, only inches away. Kiss me. Several tiny winged cherubs danced in delight as he contemplated swiftly pulling her warm wet body into his arms, tilting her head back and kissing her passionately. Kiss me. Their nearly bare bodies pressed together and moulding into each others shapes as they explored the taste of sweet seduction. Kiss me. The curl of his hand into her wet hair as she moaned into his mouth, the rush of water concealing their passionate sins from prying eyes. Kiss me. Her hand drifting longingly across his hard body as she clutched him ever closer to her pounding heart. Kiss me. The wash of heat through their slick and wet bodies, their hearts pounding in their ears as they threw convention to the four winds and succumbed to their wanton desires.

KISS ME!

Tim panted as his heart hammered and he blinked drops of water out of his soulful eyes, staring at Ziva. Did he dare?

"Why?" His analytical brain made one last ditch effort to continue functioning before Ziva overloaded his circuits and he blew a fuse, electrocuting half of the good citizens of Washington DC.

Ziva paused and opened her luscious mouth, leaning ever closer in the small secluded space towards Tim's large masculine body. Her breath caught as she answered, her hand splayed across the bare wet skin of his chest as she tilted her head up towards his and answered in a whisper.

"Practise? While no one can see us. I just thought it might be a good idea? Yes?"

The tiny winged cherubs exploded with a pained cry of loss and a smattering of feathers and the orchestra grumbled, noisily packed up and went home.

Tim's face fell and his skin prickled hot beneath Ziva's hand still on his chest. He blinked rapidly, willing himself not to tear up as the overwhelming bitter disappointment washed over him.

He had never allowed himself to think of Ziva in that way. She was too beautiful, too smart and too dangerous to ever want anything from him other than friendship. But just for a second, one sweet shining moment he had thought that she wanted him. Right here in this private spot she had wanted only him and they would have kissed slow and deep and wet and it would have been perfect. Tim tried to smother the disappointed sigh that escaped him and he dropped his eyes down to study the water unable in that instant to meet Ziva's gaze.

Why would he have thought that she could ever really want him? She was just being efficient. A good agent. Hadn't he learned enough times that he wasn't very good at reading signals? Ziva was just being his friend and trying to build his confidence in a private place. Tim blinked again several times as his eyes ached finally closing them for just a second, his head dropping down to his chest in submission and defeat.

Ziva's eyes widened at the flash of pain that crossed Tim's face before he dropped his head and she wanted to scream. What had she done?

She deserved to have tiny bamboo slivers driven under her fingernails as punishment for being such a coward. A coward! That's what she was. How could she have done that? To McGee? To treat a man so faithful and true to a bitter deception from someone he trusted? Worse than bamboo she should be flayed for betrayal until she wept for his forgiveness.

Her eyes and her body had been sending out signals to him that her mind hadn't seriously considered and as she felt herself hunger for the touch of his soft full lips on hers she had allowed her trust in him to overwhelm her barriers. He wouldn't hurt her. He was McGee. The intensity of her feelings had overwhelmed her. She was burning like a naked flame untouched by the water that surrounded them. She longed to feel his gentle touch on her body and to see again the way his eyes lit up when she smiled at him from across the room.

She had wanted to kiss him. To kiss Timothy McGee here in the intimacy of their own private sun drenched paradise. To feel his strong body pressed up against her and allow him to freely feel the passion and desire that surged through her veins and she kept restrained. She wanted to push him up against the wall and wrap herself around him and loose herself in a kiss that had no beginning and no end.

But then as he looked at her with hope and desire in his eyes her courage had failed her and she had backed out using the only excuse she could think of.

And now as she watched him dip his eyes in confusion and hurt and berate himself for his stupidity she wanted to take it all back.

"Tim? Please Tim? Don't….I'm sorry…."

Her fears had ruined enough moments in her life and she would not allow them to spoil another. Tim was worth more than that. Ziva suddenly reached up and tenderly cupped his face in her small hands. She held his green eyed gaze for a second before she closed her eyes, leaned in and kissed him, trying to pour as much sweetness and tender longing into her touch as she was capable of.

She wanted him to know what she herself couldn't express………

Tim felt Ziva's hands around his jaw and then she nudged his head up briefly looking deep into his eyes and then her lips were on his. Slow, tender and bitter sweet at first she explored his lips with her own. Tim felt himself answer her growing passion as he hungrily responded and deepened the kiss, his mind whirling as they pulled each other closer becoming almost frantic with desire………..

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"Hey! Would you two mind knocking it off? This is a family resort and Management likes to keep the make out sessions and heavy petting out of the public pool."

The lifeguard blocked part of the flow of the waterfall with his hand as he leaned down, sticking his head down near the edge of the water, looking in at Tim and Ziva with a wide grin.

"Sorry guys but I have been asked to interrupt for the sake of public decency. You can continue and I for one say go for it but perhaps you might like to continue this up in your room? The aquarobics class is going to be starting soon and you two might disturb some of the senior citizens."

Tim panted, flushed and disorientated with a dishevelled smoky eyed Ziva tight in his arms.

"Sorry what?"

The lifeguard laughed.

"I'll keep it simple. Not here. Comprende?"

Tim nodded as Ziva tried to tuck her wet hair behind her ears and pull up her swim suit straps which were in danger of slipping off completely.

"Uh yeah ok…Sure. Um Ziva? Uh Damita? " Tim flustered. Ok he may not be good at reading signals but damn, what the hell was that? Did he and Ziva just…? Make out? Um so they should um go and um?

Tim's skin burned all over where Ziva had touched him and his lips felt numb as he struggled through the water his mind completely blank with confusion.

Ziva held tight to Tim's hand as they made their way through the deep water and for the first time she found herself chewing her lip. Now what?

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The lifeguard nodded to Tony as he went past to collect the dumbbell floats and kick boards ready for the aquarobics class.

"Hey thanks for the heads up on that couple. I didn't really see them from where I was standing and that could have got real embarrassing, real fast the way they were carrying on."

Tony nodded with smile while he watched Tim and Ziva come out from underneath the waterfall. Where they had been laughing and smiling when they went in now they just looked shocked and confused.

McGee's eyes were wide and he seemed pale like an electric eel had been attached to his genitals and Ziva looked like she wasn't sure if she was the one to put it there.

Tony shook his head as he watched them slowly make their way out of the pool still holding hands. What had Ziva done to the poor Probie now?

McGee better thank him for rescuing him later. He knew how being that close to Ziva in a semi nude state made McGee nervous. But trapped in a tiny space with her all wet and sultry like that? McGee was probably going to break out in hives from the stress.

Tony congratulated himself for being a good friend, returned to polishing his cocktail glasses and considered if the pretty blonde in the corner would like his James Bond impression.