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Chapter Eight

She didn't know what it was about that American, but he drove her crazy. She didn't know why she decided to go to his room that first night. She didn't know him well enough to trust him like that. She'd read his file, nothing stood out that gave her suspicion to not trust him, but still.

She didn't just trust anyone.

Doing that gets you killed.

She knew from the minute they met that he was fascinated by her. And he definitely wanted to do the sex with her. That much was obvious the more she caught him staring at her.

It had been a while since she had slept with someone. Since everything had happened with Michael and just in general getting used and treated like shit by the men she works with, she was over it. She always thought she could trust the people she trusts her life with, to share her bed. But she learnt that wasn't the case.

They saw her like a trophy to show off to the world.

And she wasn't tolerating that bullshit.

She's put up with that all her life. Her father being who he is, definitely was the struggle of her existence in this department.

But Tony, he didn't want to sleep with her just because he could show her off. He literally wanted to, because he wanted to. And that was something real that she hadn't come across in a long time.

After that first night, she found it hard not to go back. She was a sexual lady and he fed every single craving she had, plus some. She'd never had that feeling during sex before.

She knows it's wrong and if they get caught out shit will probably hit the fan. But, suddenly she's more worried about something totally different.

She's always seen couples, people that are happy to share their life with someone else and she's never understood it. Something about Tony, makes her start to understand it. But those kind of thoughts need to stop.

She was Mossad. She was a killer. She was Ziva David and no one else predicted her life but her.

She would live alone, die alone. She was the loyal soldier.

However, the craving to keep having sex with him won't go away and she knows that.

She'd never experienced sex like tonight. When he'd gone down on her like he had, she'd never had anything like that. Someone be so generous. She was so hesitant to trust him in that moment, but his eyes told her he would never hurt her.

And something in her cannot help but trust this man she doesn't know.

Plus, the way he satisfied her was out of this world.

Just sex.

She reminded herself.

That's all she's ever done and she will keep it that way.

Yes. Exactly.

She walked into the crowed bar, smile on her face. She felt tingly at the thought of how relaxed she felt. Coming back to this bar had rubbed all sorts of salts in wounds, but Tony was here and her boys, so she couldn't say no.

She was stronger than those bad memories. She doesn't let anyone control her life but her. Also, fuck everyone else she was having a good night and just had mind blowing sex. She dares anyone to try piss her off.

Her lips suddenly became thirsty and she was dying for another drink. Tony really had drained her dry.

She smirked.

Then she bumped into somebody. It was Ezra. And when he saw the smirk and look on her face, he shot her a suspicious look.

"Where have you been?" he questioned. She thought about attempting to cover the mood on her face, but it's just Ezra and she was so relaxed she didn't really care what her friend thought. He can judge her, she will think no less of him. A friend like him is the only person who is allowed to judge her.

"Socialising" she replied. His eyes didn't stop assessing her, reading her. His eyes narrowed.

"You hate socialising here" he replied.

She just shrugged.

"Did you smoke some hashish?" he asked. At that, she barked out a laugh.

"No, do not be ridiculous" she replied. Did she really seem that relaxed? His eyes continued to study her.

"You just had sex" it wasn't a question, it was an accusation.

Fuck.

"I am a grown woman" she replied, daring him to challenge her further. He looked at her for a moment.

"I swear if you start any fights tonight, I'm not in the mood to break it up" he said. Ziva could see the smile on his face though. He knew there would be no fights tonight. She didn't sleep with those sorts of people anymore.

So he knew whoever she had chosen, would have been different. She could also see the look of suspicion on his face still, but for some reason he wasn't going to ask her anymore questions.

Good. She did not at all want to answer any questions.

"Where is the Arak?" she asked.

They laughed together.

They began walking back to the table and Tony was already there. Everyone was in conversation and she noticed how Tony purposefully avoided looking at her as she came to the table. Not because he didn't want to or because he was embarrassed, he didn't want it to draw any attention.

Because without a doubt the lust would show in his eyes as soon as he look at her.

They had just had naughty secret sex, it was hard not to feel like a five year old in a candy store.

Ziva picked up the Arak bottle, it felt far too light. She poured a round and emptied the bottle.

"Looks like we need another one of these" she announced. They picked up their glasses.

"L'chayim" they all cheered as they clinked glasses and threw back their shots.

"Next one is on me" she informed the table and headed off to the bar. So far, no one else at the table had shared Ezra's suspicion by the looks of it. Thank god.

She attempted to stay away from Tony as much as possible for the rest of the night, because every time she got close to him her skin would get itchy and hot with the need to touch him.

As much as they tried to avoid each other and seem casual, every time they locked eyes they both smirked and felt a fire in their bones. And the more drunk they became, the more dangerous it was getting.

She felt as though they hadn't just had mind-blowing sex at the feeling she had to touch him again, to strip him naked and do it all again. It was a dangerous craving.

The next Arak bottle had been emptied and more beer, and all sorts of other drinks had gone down. Everyone was rather drunk now. Sarah though, was finding it hard to stand and speak clearly. She was just mumbling nonsense and laughing constantly by now.

That was when they decided the night had reached its end.

Tony and Derek had looped Sarah's arms over their shoulders and held her between them as they all walked back to their rooms. Ziva and Ezra were trailing behind together. Azriel had wanted to stay and dance with some of his other friends so they had left him at the bar.

She smiled watching Derek and Tony laugh as they tried to pretty much carry Sarah home. The way Tony was gentle with Sarah, protective, made her realise more that he was a good man.

She thinks he tries to hide it but she believes that man has a very big heart. He would be far too good for a woman like her. She didn't really deserve his kindness. She wasn't a good woman.

"It was him, wasn't it?" Ezra's voice came softly from beside her. Her eyes turned to look over at him and he was assessing her again. She noticed he had been doing it all night since her disappearing act.

"What?" she asked. She knew what he was getting at, but she was hoping he would keep it to himself. She didn't want to talk about it.

"Tony, he's the one you had sex with" Ezra explained. His voice was low enough so they couldn't be heard by the three in front.

"Of course not" she tried to deny, hoping he would drop it. But it seemed as though he wasn't going to. He rolled his eyes at her.

"It's just me Ziva, you don't need to lie" Ezra said. And he was right. He had been a good friend for years, same with Azriel. That's why they were her team when she went on missions these days, as she couldn't trust anyone as much as them. They were good to her, never betrayed her and always had her back.

She sighed.

"It is just sex and it will not affect the operation" she assured him, looking away. Even as the words came out of her mouth, she wasn't sure how true they were.

"Ziva" he said softly and she looked over at him again "You don't have to convince me about you staying professional, that's what you live and breathe on the job. I'm just happy to see you relaxed and letting your hair out. It's been a while since I've seen a good smile on your face" Ezra explained. And this is why he is a good friend. Because he cares about her.

Ziva smiled softly.

"I trust him, he seems like a good person" Ezra said "And it seems like you do to, obviously" he added and sent her a playful smile. She laughed softly.

"I do not know why, but he is different" she trusted him.

"That's because he's not an asshole Ziva" Ezra explained, because in comparison to the men who'd screwed her over like Michael and all the others, they were all assholes.

She nodded at him.

She did not have the heart to tell him how much that he wasn't an asshole. To the point that she was feeling weird things about him and it felt like more than just sex. But at the moment she didn't even want to admit that to herself, let alone her good friend.

She felt Ezra's hand go around her shoulders. It was a strange feeling, because as close as they were they never really shared personal touch. But it softened something in her.

"Your secret is safe with me" he said and she smiled and wrapped her own arm around him in thanks.

"You are a good friend Ezra" she replied and their embrace parted.

"You too Ziva" he replied with a gentle smile.

Her eyes settled back on Tony and she watched as they fumbled with holding Sarah and attempting to unlock her room at the same time as they arrived at the apartments. His eyes caught hers and his soft smile asked for help. She smiled back and went to assist.

Her hands touched his as she took the key from him and his eyes held hers for the smallest moment, but probably longer than they should have and she couldn't help but flush in warmth. She made sure to turn around and busy herself with the door before Derek, in close vicinity to the moment, noticed the pink on her cheeks.

She got the door open and the three boys brought her into the apartment, placing her on her bed. They all stood up and were unsure of the next step. Yeah, someone should probably make sure she's tucked in bed but they all looked baffled about getting her to that point.

"I will take it from here" Ziva stated. It felt more appropriate her doing it. She did not know the woman very well but at the relief on the boys faces she knows they appreciated it. None of them probably wanted to tuck her in bed in her drunk clothes, but undressing her to put her in bed seemed almost strange.

Ziva is sure Sarah would trust them to, and Derek and Tony were definitely trusting men. But this day and age so many people pointed dirty accusing fingers at people so it made sense for her to do it.

"Thanks Ziva" Derek sent her a nod "Thanks for the good night" he said to the room and he disappeared out the door. Ezra shot her a personal look after looking at Tony. He smiled and bid them goodnight.

She noticed that Tony was hanging around. It made her smile.

"Do you know where she keeps her t-shirts?" she asked, making him useful. She pulled back Sarah's sheets and started undoing her shoes.

"I'm sure I can figure it out" he smiled back and made himself busy, opening her closet.

"Thandskfjdks Zivaaaaaa" Sarah mumbled above her, trying to sit up but she just fell back onto the bed. Ziva chuckled.

"You are welcome Sarah" she replied as she pulled off the second shoe.

"Any shirt?" Tony asked and she nodded at him.

"Just something she can sleep in" she replied.

Tony walked over and gave her the shirt. Their eyes lingered on each other as their hands touched again. Neither of them were worried about Sarah, she was so drunk right now she wouldn't notice them eye fucking each other.

"I'll wait over here and leave you to it" he motioned to the door. He'd noticed she was about to take Sarah's clothes off, and didn't want to be involved in Sarah being half naked.

She gave him a soft smile. That was another sign of Tony being a good man, and the fact her gut wasn't just trusting him for no reason. Her instincts knew he was someone to trust.

She watched him hovering by the door to Sarah's apartment and looking in the other direction to them. She smiled again.

She undressed Sarah, leaving her in her underwear and she put the clean shirt on her before putting her legs under the sheets and covering her in the blanket. Ziva made sure to leave her on her side, just in case all that drink decided to make an exit, Sarah wouldn't choke on her back.

Satisfied as Sarah was already fast asleep, she stood up and walked over to Tony.

Her hand touched his lower back and he turned to meet her. His eyes glanced over at Sarah, seeing her all tucked up and asleep, his eyes came to settle on hers.

"Thank you, I am sure she will appreciate that in the morning" he stated. His words were slightly slurred from the drink and his lazy smile he sent her was definitely half drunk too. She smiled back, probably looking just as drunk.

"I believe it is time for you to go to bed too" she said. She felt his hands come around her waist and she couldn't help but lean into the touch.

"You too" he replied and she nodded at him. His eyes were so soft as he looked down at her and in his current drunken state they probably exposed more than she would have liked to see. He, just like her, was feeling more than just sex bubbling between them.

She wasn't surprised when his lips met hers. She kissed him back, feeling that tightness in her chest and softness in her body. He had a way of turning her to mush.

He leant back and looked down at her.

"Thanks for a good night Ziva" he said. She loved the way his lips spoke her name.

All she wanted to do was go a few doors down and join him in bed, very possibly for another round of drunken sex. But not tonight.

She needed to try and set some kind of boundaries with him before this becomes more than sex. As its already dangerously close.

Also, she needs to be careful because they cannot be caught. They were already getting exposed, Ezra knowing was more than none and that was too many already.

"I am glad I came" she said, referring to the bar. She saw his eyes twinkle in a telling way that told her his brain had gone south.

"Oh, I'm glad too" he replied with a smirk "More than once" he said and they chuckled softly.

"Goodnight Tony" she whispered and gave his ass a quick squeeze before breaking the embrace and sending him a wink. Keeping him on his toes.

"Goodnight Ziva" he replied, watching her with a big smirk on his face before she disappeared out the door.

As she walked back to her apartment block she couldn't help but think how relaxed she was. She hadn't felt like this in a long time. And if she thinks about it, she's never really quite felt like this before.

It can't be anything more than sex between them, he will return to where he's from at some point and she will go on with her life and move onto the next mission.

But, while he was still here she can enjoy him. Right?

She's always worked hard and she deserves to at least have some fun for a bit. She can keep it professional, and so far it seems as though he can too.

Sex never hurt anybody.