After interrogating the guy, Daddy let us go home. It was 7 o'clock so I had an hour till our date. As I pack up to go home, I see Jasper send the mass text asking everyone to drinks.
I text him back saying, When do you want me and where? Just to see what his reaction will be and to find out where we will be going.
When I get to the elevator with my Coach bag, I hear a beep come from my phone. It's a text from Jasper.
How about here and now, babe?
I can't help the laugh that comes out as I read it. I'm not even in the elevator yet so everyone in the office, including DiNozzo hears it. I look at Jasper and he winks at me. I send him a text back.
No, Daddy would see us.
I guess that would be a bad idea. It would definitely get DiNozzo's attention...
Bar, later. I'll come late. Kiss me like you mean it when i get there.
Don't make it too late... see you there.
I smile at him and finally get in the elevator waiting to get to the parking garage. When I get in my car, I connect my Zune again and crank the music. Knowing that whatever happens tonight will get DiNozzo off my back is thrilling and I decide to wear my black "Saw it, Wanted it, threw a tantrum, Got it!" t-shirt, my pink plaid micro-mini, my sparkly 5 inch wedges, my black aztec dome ring, a large black cut stone pendant, an "OMG" rubber bracelet on my right hand, and a group of bangles on my left. Once I am home and dressed, I straightened my hair, do my make-up, and put my gun, I.D., and some cash in my pink clutch that looks like a bow. I do a once over and text Jasper.
DiNozzo there yet?
Yep, come on in. With that, I get in my car and drive to the bar. When I get there, I walk in the back door and look for the team. When I see Jasper, I have to do a double take. Major Whitlock had gone from a crisp grey suit, to a tight fitting grey v-neck with a black blazer and a pair of nice fitting jeans to go along with it. I look up at his face again and I notice that he's messed his hair up so that it isn't slicked back like it was before we got off work. He finally notices me and he stops mid-sentence.
I walk up to him and he holds his arms out for me. I lean against his chest and he starts to fidget.
"What?" I ask.
"Did you have to wear something that short?" he asks, laughing.
"I wanted to make the guys jealous, is there something wrong with it?"
He shakes his head and leans down to kiss me. I grab the back of his neck and pull him down farther. I move so that I'm standing completely in front of him and he starts to lick my bottom lip and I can't help but moan. He laughs against my mouth until I open it to him. Once I let him in, he starts to explore and I play with the hair on the back of his neck as he starts to pull my hips to him. We're so into what we're doing that we don't know that Daddy is behind me. That is, until he starts to tap me on the shoulder.
I moan against Jasper's mouth and pull away. When I do, I look up at him and he has a big grin on his face and I can't help but smile as well.
DiNozzo clears his throat as he says, "Uh, I don't think the boss appreciates your hands being on his daughter's waist."
"Daddy is completely fine with it, for your information," I say, glaring at DiNozzo.
"What the boss doesn't appreciate is his daughter in a belt and nothing else!" Daddy growls, only I know that he is kidding.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I wanted to look good for my first date with Jazzy."
"You already have a nickname for the probie? You haven't even given me one yet!" DiNozzo says, exasperated.
"Really? You're going to go down that road? What's wrong with calling you DiNozzo, Daddy does"
"You have a nickname for everyone but me, even the Probie has one now!"
"Oh really? What's McGee's? How about Ziva's? Or how about Palmer?" I ask, irritated.
"McGee's is Anroid, Ziva's is Isreal, and Palmer's is Squit," DiNozzo says, seriously.
All three of them get mad and Daddy Gibbs Slaps him and they all think about it and start laughing.
"What is everyone laughing at?" DiNozzo asks, confused.
"Do you really think I would call McGee a robot, or Ziva such a disrespectful name, or Palmer something that I've never even heard of? I don't have a clue where you came up with that, but whatever. I only gave Daddy and Jasper nicknames. I never call my dad Gibbs, I call him Daddy. I have called Jasper by his last name but I came up with a nickname because whether you like it or not DiNozzo, I am with Jasper!" That had started out calm and funny, but then I just get mad when I see DiNozzo staring daggers at me.
The whole time I was talking he seemed to be fine, and now that I've finished, he starts to gag on his drink. He can't stop coughing and he's just being stupid and suffering through it, so I go up to him and slap him. "Knock it off, DiNozzo!"
He stares at me and within a few more minutes he's fine. "He just started working here? How are you already together?"
"If you really need to know, when we went to get the bastard, Fernason, I couldn't believe how fast and aware of things Jasper was. I finally figured it out when he was able to get Fernason when I wasn't. I haven't been able to get that bastard to run from me and catch him before he got too far. We finally have him and that's because of Jazzy. So get your head out of your ass and leave me alone, DiNozzo," I say, walking back into Jazzy's arms.
I really think about what I said, and I'm shocked about how truthful I was. If it wasn't for Jasper, we wouldn't have caught him. If I think to hard on the subject, I realise that I am on my way to falling in love with Jazz. Almost as if Daddy can read my mind, he gives me a knowing look as he hands me my scotch.
"You drink scotch?" Jasper asks.
"Of course, what else would I drink? A pussy Margarita like DiNozzo? It's fricking pink! I don't roll that way. Scotch and whiskey all the way."
DiNozzo glares at me again.
I'm seriously getting sick of his looks. "Hey Jazz, could we go somewhere? I can't stand this place."
"Sure, darlin', where do you want to go?"
"I want to go dancing at the Coven. I need to let loose and this is just making me tense."
Jasper nods and says his goodbyes while I give Daddy a hug. "I saw that look Bells. You like him, don't you?" Daddy asks, against my ear. I just nod into his chest.
As I pick up my purse, I feel someone's eyes on me. I turn around and notice that Abby is smiling at me. I smile back and walk out the door. I look around the parking lot for Jasper and I can't see him. Out of nowhere, a motorcycle pulls up next to me and I jump.
"A bit jumpy tonight?" he asks, laughing.
"A motorcycle? I thought you had a car?"
"Well, I use the car for work and I use this beauty after hours."
"It's a Ducati 848. Top speed 159 mph, six speed, liquid cooled, and an L-twin." I say, impressed.
"You can tell just by looking at it?" He looks at me, eyes widening.
"Are you kidding? I grew up with only my dad, Ducky, and who ever was on Dad's team. And there has only ever been one other female on Dad's team that isn't Ziva. I can name stats from every car, sport, and manly thing. I can box like a champ. I have the ability to rebuild your motorcycle if I wanted to. I can swear like a trucker, talk locker room talk for hours and not be confused or pissed, and i can handle a true Cuban cigar. Oh and I can quote Shakespeare, but that's not that manly, just don't tell Ducky that. I am a father's dream daughter and a mother's worst nightmare for her boy to be dating. I hope your mother is fine that I can keep up with the boys. Now that I've told you everything I can do, can we just go?" I whine like a little girl.
He doesn't even make a sound, he's just gaping at me.
"What? Did I grow a second head or something?" I say, just a little ticked.
"Huh? Oh, uh, no," he stutters shaking his head.
"Well, then, what the hell is wrong then?" I say bitterly.
"You just sound like someone else I know, that's all... get on," Jasper says. I just shake my head.
"I'm driving this beauty. Or we take my car because I am wearing a micro-mini right now and those don't mix well with motorcycles."
He gets off, holding the handlebars and lets me on. Once I'm settled, he sits behind me and hands me his spare helmet. After I peel out of the parking lot, it takes roughly seven minutes to get to the Coven. I pull up to the front and Jasper jumps off the back, helping me off, so that the Valet guy doesn't get a show. Then I growl, "One scratch and you're fired, got it? one!"
"Yes, Ms. Gibbs. Would you like it parked in your spot?" I just glare at the valet like he is an idiot. he then jumps on and takes it to my spot.
"Your spot?" Jasper whispers in my ear. I just shrug and pull him toward the front door. I walk right up to the bodyguard on-duty, Emmett. Everyone in line complains. Once I reach Emmett, I pull him into a big hug.
"Emmett, how's the limit? No fire chief tonight, I hope," I say, teasingly.
"Bells, we're good. Now, who is this?" Emmett says, raising his eyebrow towards Jazz.
"This is Major Jasper Whitlock. He's my new partner," I say, winking at Emmett.
"Personal partner or some guy from your dad's office?" Emmett asks quietly.
"You really have no limit, do you, Emmett?" I say shaking my head, laughing.
"Not when the boss brings a guy to the club..."
"The... the boss?" Jasper stutters, looking at me.
"Damn it, Emmett! You and your big mouth!"
"You're telling me that you own this place?" Jasper says, gawking at the interior.
"Yes, I own this club. Thanks a lot, Emmett..."
"Sorry, boss," he says pouting.
I walk into the main room and go straight for the bar. I instantly find my favorite bartender, Mike, working and ask for my usual Scotch on the rocks.
"How's it going, boss? Catch any bad guys?"
"Mike, you know I can't tell you that."
"Yeah, yeah, if you tell me, you'd have to kill me. I get it. So, who is this?" Mike asks, motioning toward Jasper.
"This just happens to my new partner from Dad's office, Major Jasper Whitlock."
"That's cool."
I lean back on my stool and watch the rest of the people enjoying themselves. I glance at Jasper every now and then until the next thing I know, someone trips and I get splashed with a freezing cold drink. "What the hell?" I yell.