Glamour Magazine;
Chapter 3: Get Into Bed And Sleep.
It only happens on Sundays, when we're off. It was the moment when we were alone. When we didn't have to do anything, when we would turn off the phone. We wanted it to just be us, and only us.
If someone come to the door, we didn't answer t. If we forgot to turn off the phone and it rang, we didn't answer it. We would only be with each other on Sunday.
It mine and Ziva's alone time together. At work, all we got to do was stare at each other, until Gibbs caught us. I wish that we could stay home all the time together. I wouldn't mind it, and I really hope that Ziva didn't.
I remember when we got married. We only thought of each other. If felt as if we were the only to people in the world. Ziva had loved the honeymoon. We only did things with each other. I was glad I could make her happy.
The thing that brought us closer together, to keep us from going crazy, is going to sleep together on Sundays. It was the best time of the week.
