Author's Note:: I don't own the characters portrayed in this fic, nor do I have the rights for them. They all belong to CBS and D.P.B, as well as the actor's who play[ed] them on the show. Enjoy folks!
Chapter Three:
Tony looked over to Rihannon and he sighed a little, "You do know that my mother will call us any time now, she's going to be surprised..." he said to her. Tony was using code, letting her know that NCIS was going to call him, and to check that he was teamed up with the partner he'd been assigned for the mission.
Rihannon caught onto what Tony was saying and she moved back inside the room from the window where she'd been gazing at the view that Tony had shown her. She glanced to him and nodded, "It's been a while since I spoke to your mother, darling Bear."
"Yes, I scheduled her in for around now. You know, she's never late in calling me."
"Yes." she responded and looked around the bedroom suite.
A few moments later, there was a knock at the door and Tony looked to the door before moving towards it to open it, knowing it was going to be either McGee or Ziva as their service. He opened the door to see Ziva standing there, dressed in the hotel uniform as she held a tray with drinks and snacks for Tony and the partner he'd been assigned, "Mr Ranier." she greeted him softly and stepped into the room, freezing when she saw Rihannon standing there.
Ziva had saw pictures of Caitlin when Ari had sent them to her, he was going to pursue her but obviously didn't get the chance to when he had seemingly killed her to get to Gibbs. She saw Rihannon standing with her teammate and she froze, not believing it was Kate for one second. Tony looked to Ziva and raised a brow, "Miss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Sir." Ziva replied and tore her eyes away from Rihannon finally to place the tray down and do a proper scan of the room.
"Good, we will be needing extra sheets, I think Miss." he winked to Ziva and then to Rihannon, who rolled her eyes a little before she smirked back as he added, "Won't we, my love?"
"Of course, darling." Rihannon replied and nodded before glancing to Ziva who had swept the room and given them the all clear, handing Tony an earpiece and placing an NCIS bug on the TV cabinet before she nodded, and left the room.
"Now that we're alone..." Tony began and smiled.
"Can't we at least get settled into the room first, my dear?" she responded and raised a brow. Rihannon was still not comfortable with working with Tony even after the short space of time that had passed between her's (Caitlin's) death and now showing up on the same mission together. She knew that Ziva knew who she was, and assumed that with her non-American accent that she was the Mossad officer that had taken her place at NCIS.
"Of course, darling..." he replied, the accent coming naturally to him now.
"I just don't see the point in rushing into bed right now. We are on vacation and it's still light out, love."
"You're right, would you like me to reserve a table for us?"
"That's a nice idea." Rihannon smiled and nodded to Tony.
"I'll call down to the reception desk and ask for them to reserve us a table...we should have one secluded away from everyone else." he smiled to her.
"Yes, and ask for a chilled bottle of wine." she smirked to him softly, "Maybe later I will be in the mood."
Tony looked to her with a brow raised and he smirked back to her in his usual DiNozzo demeanor before he nodded, "Oh, really?"
She gave him a glance and narrowed her eyes a little, "I said maybe! Darling..." she added a little before softly moving over to her case and bending over it to get out her evening clothes, for after her shower. Softly, she glanced back at Tony and saw that he was watching her, she felt her cheeks flush a little.
"In my world, maybe means yes, remember...?" he smirked to her a little.
"Oh, in your world?"
"You know it does."
Rihannon looked down and she sighed a little, "Honey, we should get ready for dinner." she smiled to Tony after a few moments.
"Why don't you shower first?" he smiled.
She swallowed, and looked into his eyes from where she stood, across the room from Tony and she said, "We could shower together...?" she gave a slight shrug.
Tony didn't know what had hit him as he heard the once prudish and puritanical Caitlin Todd ask him did he want to share a shower with her. Instantly, Tony nodded and smiled to her, before ad libbing with the under cover work he'd almost forgotten they were doing, "You know I've missed our shower shares." he said as he moved to her and moved his hands to her waist.
"Honey, save it for the shower-" she was cut off when Tony pressed his lips to hers softly.
Tony couldn't tell Kate how long he'd been waiting to do that. Yes, he made fun of her when she worked at NCIS for being a prude and almost stiff when it came to sex and relationships, but he liked that. Usually, no. But there was something about Kate and her purity that he liked and he saw that she felt the same way about him, especially when she'd stayed even though she hadn't been infected when he'd been an idiot and opened the SWAK letter.
He felt her melt against his lips and she let herself slip for a moment before she regained her composure and pulled back, blushing, "Lets shower, huh?" she suggested in a quiet voice, looking up at Tony with her amazing, big eyes as he nodded and took her hand to lead her to the bathroom.