Renovation Time

Chapter 13

~Tony's pov~

'We have to celebrate!' he shouted out in his new room. Ziva was standing across from him. He was happy. His room was all done, and it was only 1 pm! But that was not the only reason he was happy. This morning, he woke up with Ziva in his arms. She still thought that he didn't know she wasn't sleeping when he kissed her on the head, and he still felt her thumb stroking his hand.

'I'll pay us a nice dinner at that new restaurant with a bottle of champagne,' he said, pronouncing champagne in his best French accent. She looked surprised, then shaking her head. 'But you already made us dinner a few days ago, that was good enough! You don't have to spend all your money on a restaurant.' He stepped as close to her as possible and grabbed her waist, pulling her even closer. 'For you I'll do it with pleasure, my lady,' he said with his 'British' accent, to make it seem less serious. But he meant it. Her cheeks slowly became red and he knew that his would too, so he let her go. 'I'm gonna take a shower, go dress if you want!' He went into the bathroom, leaving a confused Ziva behind. He took a quick shower and when he wanted to walk out of the bathroom, he saw that Ziva was still dressing, so he stood still. She was standing with her back towards him, she had her dress on, but the zipper wasn't closed yet. He could see her whole back, the dress was only closed a few inches above her butt. She had the most beautiful back!

He stood there as if hypnotised, but quickly recovered when he heard Ziva say: 'Instead of standing there, you could also just zip me up.'

He walked over to her and slowly zipped her dress up. When he came to where her hair was, he gently pushed it away, stroking against her neck on purpose. He saw goosebumps appearing on her bare skin.

He stepped a little bit closer to her, breathing slightly heavier. He slowly zipped her dress up completely and with all the courage he had, he bent over a bit and kissed her on her cheek, from behind. Then he quickly turned around to get dressed, missing the big smile Ziva gave him after she turned around, her hand on the cheek.