Chapter Eleven-Dinner & A Little Dessert

They pulled up to a new restaurant and Ziva's eyes lit up brilliantly. She had heard of this place but she had never been inside. It seemed nice and she felt under dressed.

"Tony, this is a fancy restaurant. Should we not be dressed like it?"

"Well, actually Ziva. It's not a formal place. It's really cool. They have so many kinds of food here it's crazy. Since you couldn't decide what you wanted to eat I thought this would be perfect."

"It is. It is perfect."

"And so are you." Tony added.

This made Ziva blush and she got out of the car. Tony followed suit, coming up to her quickly. He held out his hand and she laughed before she took hold of it. They walked hand-in-hand into the restaurant and Ziva instantly became mesmerized by the glorious atmosphere.

"This is beautiful." Ziva said, her voice showing that she was definitely awestruck.

"I know but you're more beautiful." He complimented.

"Thank you." She replied as she blushed.

The pair went to a table that wasn't occupied and looked at the menus that were conveniently placed in front of them. They soon decided on what they wanted to eat and sat waiting for their food to arrive. Tony looked over at Ziva and took a hold of her hand.

"I love you." He whispered.

She smiled at this and rubbed her thumb back and forth on Tony's hand.

"I love you, too."

Soon, Ziva's lasagna and Tony's steak arrived and they devoured their food rather quickly. The only reason why they did this was so that they could get back home. When they left the restaurant Tony hurriedly took a short cut home. Upon arrival Tony climbed out of the car and held out the door for Ziva. They scrambled to get up to their apartment and once they were inside the confines of their humble abode Tony became ambushed by Ziva's voluptuous lips. Although he was surprised by this, he began kissing back with an equal fury. Tony dropped his keys and wrapped his hands around her face. He deepened the kiss, pushing her gently back towards the bedroom. He gently allowed her to go back onto the bed. Ziva knew why Tony was being so ginger with her. He was being this way because she was pregnant and that touched her. She was glad to have someone who cared about her so much. She allowed the Italian to kiss her neck tenderly. She wrapped her legs around his hips and felt his burgeoning erection press into her inner thigh.

"Oi Tony!" She moaned in excitement.

He snickered sinisterly and looked into her chocolate eyes. He brushed some of her luxurious hair from her face.

"Am I making you an excited little ninja?" He asked teasingly.

"Ken Tony, bevakasha. Ani tzarich otcha."

"I can tell." He replied. "You're always a needy ninja…at least around me."

"I guess you have that affect on me, hmm?" She said, giving him her signature elevator eyes.

"Mm-hmm." He replied, nodding his head as he bent down to kiss her.

They continued kissing for several minutes until Ziva felt her neediness grow to new heights. She didn't know whether it was her hormones or her sexual attractiveness towards the man hovering over her, but she craved the feel of his body pressed into hers. She pulled him closer to her and kissed him hungrily, her desire apparent within her moistened lips. She yanked her lover's head back and looked into his emerald orbs.

"Ani rotze otcha." She muttered to him.

Since they had been living together Tony had taken more initiative to learn Hebrew. He was doing quite well and now he could somewhat understand the garbled Hebrew she moaned during sex or whenever she was angry or upset.

"I know that, baby. You'll have me soon. Don't worry."

She let out a frustrated groan and knocked her hips into his, indicating that she was in no mood to be patient. He gripped his hands onto her pants and kissed her roughly as he removed them. She broke away from the kiss suddenly.

"Thank you." She said repeatedly.

"Anytime my sexy ninja," He told her with a smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

The next morning Ziva woke up to a rather peaceful and quiet morning. She was in a good mood because of what had happened last night. Running a hand through her tangled and unkempt hair she thought about last night's extracurricular activity, a smile on her heart-shaped face. She looked over and saw Tony was still asleep. She smiled even wider and lay back down. She pulled him to her gingerly and allowed herself to become wrapped within his arms.

"Hey baby." He muttered, looking over to the clock. "What are you doing up? It's only six."

"I do not know." She whispered in response.

"Ziva, you should sleep in. You're pregnant. You need your rest."

"I know that. I am going back to sleep…that is, if you do too."

He smiled, his eyes still closed. Ziva scooted closer and kissed Tony's nose. The pair fell back asleep without hesitation. When Ziva awoke the second time Tony was gone. She sat up and frantically looked around the room.

"Tony!" She called out.

"I'm in the kitchen, baby. Calm down." He shouted to her, already knowing that she would be that way.

"Okay. I am sorry for, uh, freaking out." She said as she stood from the bed.

She scratched her scalp as she walked from the bedroom into the kitchen. She saw Tony at the stove cracking an egg onto a skillet.

"Good morning, sweet cheeks. How did you sleep?"

She let out a yawn and smiled.

"I slept well." She said honestly. "What about you?"

"Likewise. Look, baby, I am going to tell you this and I don't want you to get all offended but…you've popped."

"What?" She asked, a confused look plastered onto her face.

Tony let a breath out through his nostrils.

"Look down."

She looked down and saw that a small roundness poked out from under her tank top.

"Oh, wow! Huh? I didn't notice that."

"You look great." He informed her with a smile.

"Thank you, Tony." She said with a sheepish smile.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, placing an egg on a plate.

"I am famished."

"Good, because I made us breakfast." He told her, handing her a plate with eggs, toast, and strawberries on it.

She smiled satisfactorily and walked to the island in his kitchen. She sat down and rubbed her tiny bump as she ate some toast. Tony couldn't help but smile at the wondrous sight in front of him. He sat down next to her and put his hand on top of hers. She moved her hand and allowed his hand to be right on it. He smiled at the feel of the raised skin.

"I can't believe this is actually real. Now that I can see it it's much more real and much more unbelievable." Tony admitted, looking right into her eyes.

"I know." Ziva said, looking from Tony's face down to her food. "Can we eat now?"

"Yes."

They ate their breakfast and went to get dressed for work. Tony was already finished dressing and went to the bathroom to fix up his hair. He came out when he heard something that surprised him.