Sorry this has taken so long to update. Personal life is a little crazy. Hope that I'll be able to add another chapter by Friday. Read and Review.
Jenny unlocked the door to her apartment and walked inside. Jethro followed her and looked around. He noticed that the apartment looked the exact same as it did the last time he was here. It still looked like Jenny, her style but something was off. Nothing was new and he knew her. Jenny could not wait to fix up a place she was planning on staying at for more than a week.
"I thought the director's job was in DC."
"It is."
"Then what's up with the apartment?"
"What are you getting at Jethro?"
"I was here before we went to Paris. I know what this place looked like."
"Thanks for reminding me that I don't have to be polite and offer to fix you something to drink." She motioned toward the kitchen. "You know where the kitchen is. I have to get ready."
He watched as she walked toward the room he knew was her bedroom. He called from the kitchen. "You want something?"
"Yeah go ahead and fix me some Bourbon. I'll be out as soon as I figure out what I'm going to wear."
He looked in the cabinet and found two small glasses. He also noticed a brand new bottle of Bourbon on the counter. He remembered the last time they shared a glass of Bourbon in this apartment. It was two days before they were to go undercover in France.
Jethro was at Jenny's apartment to go over their cover. "Ok here is what is going to happen, the first week we lay low, go out every once and a while. Mainly to eat some where. Once we have a positive ID on the subjects, we follow them."
She hands him a glass of Bourbon and sat down beside him on the couch, trying to look over the papers he was holding. "So what is our cover story?"
"We are Jessica and Jeremy Allen, an American couple who has just gotten married. We are in Paris on our honeymoon. The house we are staying at belongs to your very rick uncle David, who makes his money buying real estate in foreign countries and renting it out to American tourist. Since you are his favorite niece and have always dreamed of honeymooning in Paris because it's the city of love, he is going to buy a house in Paris and allow you to use it as long as you like."
"Very detailed cover story."
"Rule #7. Always…"
Jenny cut him off. "Be specific when you lie, I know." She took a sip of her drink. "So who is this very rich uncle of mine? Will he be making any appearance?"
"Actually he is in Paris right now buying the house. More than likely telling the neighbors about us and any other story that this case reminds him of."
Jenny smile. "Let me guess, Ducky."
"He is perfect for the job. You see David loves his niece very much. He is like a second father to her. He wants her to be happy and safe. For that reason he is going to want to check out the area, talk to the neighbors. While they are talking he will tell them about us and will help with our cover story."
"How so?"
"Well, he will tell the neighbors that we are a young, deeply in love newly married couple. And that will explain why we will hardly leave the house the first week. We will only need food to allow use to continue our activities at home. The neighbors will think we are having mind blowing sex all the time." He leaned in close to her so what he was about to say comes out in almost a whisper. "My only question is do you think you can handle it?"
She could feel the sexual tension increase in the room. This mission was going to be hell. She was extremely attracted to him and she could feel he was attracted to her. She knew however nothing could happen between them. He was her boss but she could still wish. She also figured a little flirting couldn't hurt either. She raised her eyebrow and smirked at him. "I'm not going to have sex with you."
He knew what she was doing and decided to play along. "I didn't say we were going to have sex, I just said are you up to it. Meaning we are going to be going out in public as a newly married couple. Can you convince everyone around us that you are in love with me?"
She glanced down at his lips. "What do you think?" She closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against his. What started off as a slow sweet kiss became more passionate. She ran her tongue over his bottom lip, begging for entrance. She felt him open his mouth wider and she pushed her tongue inside to dance with his. She felt his hands run down her sides, to her hips, pulling her closer to him. She placed her hands on his shoulder, moved even closer, and sat on his lap. She deepened the kiss and pressed herself closer to him. She felt herself getting hotter and knew she needed to stop before things went too far. She only wanted to prove a point and she felt she had made it. She pulled back and looked at him. His eyes were still closed and she could tell the kiss had affected him, just as much as it had her. She pulled herself off his lap and stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. When she noticed his eyes open, she smirked at him. "Should that convince them?" She turned and walked away. "I'm heading to bed, big day tomorrow. You can let yourself out."
He watched as she walked down the hall to her bedroom. He noticed as she walked, her hips took a little bit of an extra swing. "This is going to be one hell of a mission."
"Jethro."
He turned and noticed Jenny standing in the kitchen with him. He also noticed she was wearing a short purple robe. He licked his lips involuntarily. "What?'
"I asked you were you going to stare at those glasses of Bourbon or bring them into the living room so we can talk?" she picked up her drink and took a sip. "You looked like you were a million miles away. What are you thinking about?"
"The last time I was here before Paris. When you kissed me." He looked at her and noticed a faint blush come across her skin. He knew she was affected by the idea but before anything could happen he had to know where they stood. He still couldn't help but let his eyes travel over her body. "I thought you had to get dressed for your date?"
"It's not a date, it's dinner." She started to walk out of the kitchen but turned before she got out of the room. "And I do have to get ready. I just slipped into something more comfortable while I did that. I don't want to get makeup and hair care products on my dress. And I can't stand around all night talking to you. You said you wanted to talk, so if you do I suggest you follow me."
He watched as she walked out of the room and started down the hall to the room he knew was her bedroom. He knew that being in her room alone was going to make talking even harder but he had to know what was going on between them. One thing he knew for complete truth, this was going to be a long night.