A/N: Okay, so I know it's been, like, forever since I've updated. I've been really busy and I'm really really sorry to keep you guys waiting like that. But, here's the next chapter. I hope it's okay, my creativeness just kinda disappears every now and then... And, I know it's short, but I'll probably have another up tonight. Maybe even three short ones.

P.S thanks to everyone who reviewed. I love hearing what you guys think :D And I promise if the reviews keep coming, I'll try to update a lot quicker :D

Usually when the alarm goes off of a morning, I rise almost instantly and prepare myself for my morning run. But this morning, I did not want to leave Tony's side... my fiancé's side. He was so warm. I rolled on my side to turn off the alarm, and then back toward him and buried my face in his bare chest. As soon as I did this, his arms tightened around my waist.

"Not going for your morning run?" he asked drowsily.

I groaned against his chest before answering. "I want to stay here. I'm comfortable." As soon as I finished my sentence, a loud banging came from the front door of the apartment.

"Great, you just jinxed us both." Tony grumbled. I playfully slapped his chest and laughed.

"Put some clothes on, Tony. We have to get ready for work anyway."

I got up and wrapped myself in my dressing gown. The banging at the door continued and seemed to be getting louder. I opened the door and impatiently looked at the man standing there, looking confused.

"Yes?"

"Uh, is this... um... is this Alexandra's place?" he asked, checking the number beside the door.

"No, it's not."

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry to wake you." he said nervously before walking off briskly. I shut the door and walked toward the kitchen, where Tony was making coffee.

"Who was that?" he asked.

"I do not know but I gave him and evil glare on your behalf." I smiled.

"Ah, good girl." He said, patting the top of my head. He leant in to kiss me but I playfully pulled away. "What? What have I done now?" he asked, innocently.

"You were patting me... like a dog."

"But, I love dogs..." he smiled the famous DiNozzo smile and I almost gave in. Realizing I wasn't going to, he grabbed my hand and began playing with my fingers. "You know, this finger here" he began to play with the ring finger on my left hand, "This finger here looks a bit lonely. Maybe we should find it a nice diamond friend." He smiled again. I leant in and kissed him gently, as if he would break if I didn't.

"Get ready for work. Abby is going to want details."