Tony stops the car in front of the beach. Ziva needs to refresh her mind, she leaves the car, runs down to the sea and throws into the water. Tony follows her.
-The water is wonderful!...
Ziva looks at Tony desiring to say something, but she can't. She swims away from him and then she leaves the water and lies on the towel. Once again Tony follows Ziva.
-Hey, what's wrong with tu Ziva?
Ziva takes a deep breath and says:
-Nothing...
-Nothing? tu are strange since last nigth...
-No, I'm not.
-So why are tu avoiding me?
Ziva sits in the towel.
-I'm not avoiding you. Why should I be avoiding you?
Tony sits too:
-I don't know. WHY?
-We need to talk.
Tony dries swallows. He is waiting for these words since what happened in Somalia.
-What do tu need to say?
-Yesterday. When I was sleeping... I woke up when tu kiss me.
-I'm sorry Ziva. I shouldn't have kissed you... I...
-Hey... I am not angry about that. But that... wasn't only a kiss, wasn't it?... It meant something to you...it meant something to me.
Tony feels his corazón beating más than ever.
-This morning, that song... tu were trying to say something, and I was trying to resist, I was trying to avoid... but i can't no more. I was wrong, there is something irresistable, between us and there is one thing that it's inevitable to say rigth now...
-I amor you. -Tony says, while he pulls Ziva's face against him.
-I... -Ziva starts saying, but then their lips crush and there's only the silence and the perfection of the moment in the air. Ziva never felt this way, there is no other guy who makes her feel like this, with her lips trembeling and shivers dancing all over her body. Tony tussles Ziva's wet and salty hair as he always dreamed. Finnaly the kiss ends and she can say what she was saying -...love tu too.
-The water is wonderful!...
Ziva looks at Tony desiring to say something, but she can't. She swims away from him and then she leaves the water and lies on the towel. Once again Tony follows Ziva.
-Hey, what's wrong with tu Ziva?
Ziva takes a deep breath and says:
-Nothing...
-Nothing? tu are strange since last nigth...
-No, I'm not.
-So why are tu avoiding me?
Ziva sits in the towel.
-I'm not avoiding you. Why should I be avoiding you?
Tony sits too:
-I don't know. WHY?
-We need to talk.
Tony dries swallows. He is waiting for these words since what happened in Somalia.
-What do tu need to say?
-Yesterday. When I was sleeping... I woke up when tu kiss me.
-I'm sorry Ziva. I shouldn't have kissed you... I...
-Hey... I am not angry about that. But that... wasn't only a kiss, wasn't it?... It meant something to you...it meant something to me.
Tony feels his corazón beating más than ever.
-This morning, that song... tu were trying to say something, and I was trying to resist, I was trying to avoid... but i can't no more. I was wrong, there is something irresistable, between us and there is one thing that it's inevitable to say rigth now...
-I amor you. -Tony says, while he pulls Ziva's face against him.
-I... -Ziva starts saying, but then their lips crush and there's only the silence and the perfection of the moment in the air. Ziva never felt this way, there is no other guy who makes her feel like this, with her lips trembeling and shivers dancing all over her body. Tony tussles Ziva's wet and salty hair as he always dreamed. Finnaly the kiss ends and she can say what she was saying -...love tu too.