Gibbs grew to admire Suzanne's conviction even more. In fact, diversions and short answers intrigued him even more. Over dinner on the second night, she introduced Gibbs to more of her rules. "Like Shannon…" Gibbs chuckled to himself, washing the dishes.
"Rule number 2: compliment the cook." Suzanne smiled. "This was good, Gibbs." She joined Gibbs inside the kitchen, handing him her bowl to wash. From behind, Suzanne wrapped her arms around Gibbs' chest, resting her head on his back.
"I want to thank you for this weekend."
"Are you…" Gibbs smiled, facing himself towards Suzanne. "always this…nice?"
"My dad taught me to never take anything for granted." Her hands ran through his soft, cropped silver hair. "Rule 3: say please and thank you." Suzanne gave him a soft peck on the lips.
"Does that include the bedroom too, Miss McNamara?"
"That leads me to the fourth rule…" Gibbs chuckled. "If someone's out to get you, they will wait what it seems a lifetime."
"You know, this is new territory for me." Gibbs had Suzanne wrapped in his arms, stroking her hair and face. They leaned against the wall closest to the bedroom. "I usually sleep with attractive women."
"Not with this one." Suzanne replied, chortled. "I told you I don't give it up."
"Really?" Gibbs rolled on his side, traced Suzanne's jaw line with a finger. "Not if I…"Gibbs reached over and kissed her lips. Again, he kissed longer, inching closer. Eventually, he was on top of Suzanne, smiling. His hands secured Suzanne's wrists, playfully. "Begged you?"
"No." Suzanne kissed Gibbs sweetly on the cheek.
"Most women think it's adorable when I beg."
"Not me. I think it's a sign of weakness."
"Hey!" Gibbs' grip became tighter. Suzanne laughed, attempted to break free. Gibbs thought that he had an upper hand. The tables changed as Suzanne out maneuvered, causing him to lose balance. She leaned on top, holding Gibbs by his arms. The moonlight enhanced her beauty, featured her full brown eyes.
Both were breathing heavily, laughing. Her curled braids fell perfectly aligned, highlighting her eyes.
"I really like you, Suzanne."
Suzanne? It was a first. It was usually "Suz," sometimes McNamara, her last name; Gibbs never called her Suzanne. The way he pronounced it—more emphasis on the second: Anne. It was nice and had the right touch of intimacy.
"I really like you too, Sweetness."