Ziva POV
I see him, he is rigth there, in front of me, sitting on his chair, with his feet on his table, probably reading one of "those" magazines... He will never know how much he irritates me... so probably he will never now about the chills I have everytime his eyes cross mine, or about how he makes me sing mentally, but more than that he will never know how much I love him. Yes, I admit, I'm not stronger as I seem... if I was maybe I would tell him everything I feel.
He is looking at me now, and a stupid fever is crushing down on me, I'm being consumed with the desire of kiss him. But I won't, I can't, I will tie myself to this chair if that will be necessary. I'm trying so hard to stay in my desk, that my mouth releases a word:
-DAMN!-I shout.
-Ziva, are you ok? -McGee says.
I run to the bathroom, my only hope right now it's that Tony doesn't follow me.
Tony's POV
I open the lady's room door. But I will not come in immediately, I will stay right here looking at her for a few seconds.
The tap is open. Her wet hands are refreshing her face.
She's beautiful, I hope that she knows that. I should tell her that someday, well, actually I should tell her that I love her, too, but I didn't find out how to say that to her.
Finnaly I come in.
-Hi. -I say.
-Hi... -She says, she seems so tense.
-So, what's wrong?
-Nothing. Everything's ok.
-You don't look ok.
-But I am. -She turns around preparing to leave the room.
Like an impulse I turn her around. My hands are on her shoulders and she's so close to me right noe, I feel her fragrance in the air. I don't think we will resist this time. Her perfect lips are almost touching mine... and there... there... Mcgee comes in!
-McGoogle! -I say embarassed.
Ziva's POV
OH DAMN DAMN DAMN! We almost... and McGee cames in.... What a shame.
-Sorry... I... I... didn't want to... Were you two...?
-McGee, this is not what it seems... -I say, I'm blushing, I am. I can feel it. I'm nervous. I really am.
-Sorry, I really didn't want to interrupt...
-You didn't interrupt nothing, McGee. -Tony seems very unsettled.
-Look, Gibbs wants to see you two.
I leave the room.
Tony POV
McGee is looking at me.
-WHAT? -I ask.
-Were you and Ziva...
-Shut up McGoogle.
I leave the room too. McGee is with a a smile of derision.
I see him, he is rigth there, in front of me, sitting on his chair, with his feet on his table, probably reading one of "those" magazines... He will never know how much he irritates me... so probably he will never now about the chills I have everytime his eyes cross mine, or about how he makes me sing mentally, but more than that he will never know how much I love him. Yes, I admit, I'm not stronger as I seem... if I was maybe I would tell him everything I feel.
He is looking at me now, and a stupid fever is crushing down on me, I'm being consumed with the desire of kiss him. But I won't, I can't, I will tie myself to this chair if that will be necessary. I'm trying so hard to stay in my desk, that my mouth releases a word:
-DAMN!-I shout.
-Ziva, are you ok? -McGee says.
I run to the bathroom, my only hope right now it's that Tony doesn't follow me.
Tony's POV
I open the lady's room door. But I will not come in immediately, I will stay right here looking at her for a few seconds.
The tap is open. Her wet hands are refreshing her face.
She's beautiful, I hope that she knows that. I should tell her that someday, well, actually I should tell her that I love her, too, but I didn't find out how to say that to her.
Finnaly I come in.
-Hi. -I say.
-Hi... -She says, she seems so tense.
-So, what's wrong?
-Nothing. Everything's ok.
-You don't look ok.
-But I am. -She turns around preparing to leave the room.
Like an impulse I turn her around. My hands are on her shoulders and she's so close to me right noe, I feel her fragrance in the air. I don't think we will resist this time. Her perfect lips are almost touching mine... and there... there... Mcgee comes in!
-McGoogle! -I say embarassed.
Ziva's POV
OH DAMN DAMN DAMN! We almost... and McGee cames in.... What a shame.
-Sorry... I... I... didn't want to... Were you two...?
-McGee, this is not what it seems... -I say, I'm blushing, I am. I can feel it. I'm nervous. I really am.
-Sorry, I really didn't want to interrupt...
-You didn't interrupt nothing, McGee. -Tony seems very unsettled.
-Look, Gibbs wants to see you two.
I leave the room.
Tony POV
McGee is looking at me.
-WHAT? -I ask.
-Were you and Ziva...
-Shut up McGoogle.
I leave the room too. McGee is with a a smile of derision.
