Have I Told You I Love Puerto Rico?
Chapter 1
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1300 Zulu. Friday Afternoon The Lobby of The Hotel Las Brisas Tropicales. In Puerto Rico
The receptionist looked over the young, handsome couple as they stood before her. She had watched them enter the lobby, stop briefly to have a quiet yet animated conversation, then approach her counter. After working this job for three years, it was easy to read the customers. Some were here for business, some for pleasure, some for a little bit of both. With these two, it was easy to see that there weren't here for pleasure, but there was definite electricity between them. She could sense it in the ease and familiarity with which they interacted and the looks in their eyes during their heated encounter. After their conversation ended, she watched the woman roll her eyes in exasperation and stride angrily towards the desk, leaving the man behind. He remained standing where he was for a moment, watching the woman, laughter and mischief in his eyes. It was clear he had enjoyed their argument. But she noticed something else in his gaze as well as it followed the irritated woman. She noticed hunger; more than lust, but not love either.
As the two reached the counter, she watched the woman glance at the man, and caught a bit of the hunger in her eyes as well, masked somewhat by the annoyance, not visible to most, but again, she was good at reading people. It was then that she made her decision.
"Just one night?" asked the receptionist.
"One is all we have time for." Ziva replied.
The team had been given 24 hours to locate Navy Ensign Patrick Cooper before they would be forced to turn the case over to the FBI. Cooper was believed to have located one of the 500 lb bombs that went missing in Vieques, Puerto Rico in the late 90's. So far, it appeared he was looking for a buyer and the team was tasked with tracking him, finding the bomb and discerning if any larger groups were at play.
The receptionist smiled as she looked over Tony and Ziva. "You should stay longer. Mrs. DiNozzo."
"Ms. David." She snapped.
"Don't mind her. Mood swings." Tony chuckled. For some reason Ziva had been in a funk the whole hellish flight down from DC and he was up to any opportunity to tease her.
"Oh, I see." The woman said. "Last vacation before the baby comes? Lots of couples do that."
Ziva's eyes went wide and Tony thought he might have seen the faintest whiff of smoke rising from her forehead. "Baby!" She screeched. "There is no baby! Do I look pregnant to you?"
The receptionist hurriedly pushed two keycards across the counter to them. "Your room over looks the beach and has a private patio." Room 107. Let me know if you need anything."
Tony grabbed Ziva's arm and pulled her away. "I'll get the luggage, dear," He said and laughed. "You know, it could be fun to pretend to be married again. What's the difference if you're a Mrs. or a Ms. ?"
"Everything. And I'm not going to pretend to be married to you again. We know how well that went."
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1330 Zulu. Room 107
"Have I told you I love Puerto Rico?" Tony asked as he flung open the French doors leading to their patio. Dense hibiscus shrubs and birds of paradise bordered the patio. The humid sent of tropical flowers and ocean filled the air.
"Only several times." Ziva said, exasperation evident in her voice. "Can we get busy? We still have to go find this guy. We've got 24 hours before it's out of our jurisdiction."
"Sure." He said. Tony turned from the view in front of him to Ziva, making a long, lazy sweep of her body before meeting her eyes."What's the plan?"
"We locate him. We swap out the sim card on his cell phone so Abby can trace his call history and then we track him to the bomb see who he's working with." She mimicked his action, her gaze traveling slowly down his body and back up again to meet his.
Tony raised his eyebrows and grinned. "Excellent plan. So how do you plan to swap out his sim card with out him noticing?"
She smiled. "I'll be sneaky."
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1600. Zulu. The beach.
As luck would have it they'd spotted Cooper coming out of the hotel bar and followed him to the beach. They now stood ankle deep in the ocean watching him soak up the sun. He was a quite a handsome man, well built, and he knew it. He caught the eye of most of the women passing by.
"Oh, nice abs." Ziva said as she studied Cooper.
Tony looked back and forth between Ziva and the shirtless wonder only a few yards away and sucked in his stomach. "Keep your mind on the game here. Maybe we can get this done and have time to go swimming and get a mojito on the beach before we leave."
Ziva laughed. "I'm surprised. I thought sex on the beach was more your style."
"That an offer?"
Ziva gave him her half smile. "Hmmmp." said. She wore a white string bikini and sarong. She undid her top. "Hold this for me, will you?" She said and placed the minute scrap of white fabric in his hands. "Give me the new sim card and the tracking dot. We'll monitor him and know who he's calling."
Lust shot through him at the sight of a topless Ziva and for a moment he stared at the scrap of fabric in his hand. Then he reached into his pocket and extracted the card. He handed it to her and she tucked it into her suit bottom.
Ziva approached Cooper; her beach tote in hand. "Le molesteria si me siento aqui?" She asked. Mind if I sit here?
"I don't speak Spanish." He said, making no attempt to hide his appreciation of her beach attire, or lack thereof.
Ziva smiled. "I can sit here, yes?" With out waiting for an answer she sat down. She propped herself up on her elbows and leaned back.
Tony couldn't help but look at her breasts. Beautifully shaped, he knew exactly what they tasted like. When they pretended to be husband and wife she had placed his hands on them, and then his mouth. He tried not to show his surprise and wondered, no hoped, that she would be up for more. She had moaned, groaned and clutched at him. And then abruptly she was done. She pried his mouth off of her breast before he realized what happening. And he had to wonder how much of it was an act. All of it? Or had she simply used him to please her? The thought made him smile. If anyone could get away with using him like that it was her and she knew it.
Ziva wiggled her toes in the sand and said to Cooper. "Your tattoo, you are from the naval base, a sailor perhaps?"
"Yes." He smiled arrogantly and subtly flexed his muscles.
"Ah. I love to sail." She said.
"I have a boat."
"I love boats." She smiled suggestively at him."You need sun block? You're not used to this sun." Ziva didn't wait for his answer. She removed a tube of sun block from her bag and slathered it on his back. She used one hand to rub the coconut scented lotion into his skin. He smiled and closed his eyes. With her other hand she reached into his discarded shoe and removed his cell phone. She flipped it open and removed the sim card and inserted the new one. She then placed in the tracking dot. That done she withdrew her hand and wiped it on his towel.
Ziva looked back and caught Tony looking at her. "Oh my, look at the time." She said.
"Busy tonight? We could have dinner and go on a boat ride." Cooper said.
"That sounds wonderful." Ziva said. "I'll meet you at 7. We'll eat and have time to see the sunset?"
"Sure. I'm docked in the marina in Marbella. The boat's called Lucky Lady."
Mentally she rolled her eyes. "I know where it is. I'll be there."
She left him to ponder the upcoming night and met up with Tony behind the bath house.
Tony snapped out of it as Ziva approached him. She smiled knowingly at him as if she knew exactly what he had been thinking, but said nothing. She held out her hand silently requesting her top. He removed it from his pocket and dropped it into her outstretched palm. She held the two pieces of fabric over her breasts and turned around so he could tie the strings.
"Smart move. I was hoping you'd say yes." Tony said, fastening the knot behind her neck.
"I thought that if I were trying to move a 500 lb bomb off of an island a boat makes sense." She extracted her sarong from the bag and tied it around her waist.
"So." Tony said with a smirk. "I'm I invited on this date tonight?"
"You know you are. So why are you asking?"
"Maybe I just wanted to hear you say yes."
"We've talked about this before. No. I'm not sleeping with you."
"There wouldn't be much sleeping involved." The look in his eyes assured her that he meant exactly what he said.
She turned and walked away from him before he could see the excitement in her eyes. She looked back at him over her shoulder. "I'll think about it."
TBC…
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