NCIS: Best Shots

Chapter Two: All I Wanna Do Is Make Love to You

"Why wait?" he asked, moving closer to her. His touch sent shivers up her spine.

Had his eyes said yes? Ziva didn't wait to be sure. Her hands wrapped around his neck, bringing him closer. Pleasure coursed through her when their lips met. Heat that rivaled a forest fire burned between them. Tony's bare hand snaked under her shirt and rested on her stomach.

When his mouth left hers to taste her neck, Ziva couldn't hold back any longer. Giving in to what her body was screaming for her to do, she gasped, "Tony, take me."

Soon there were no barriers between them as they tumbled onto the bed.

When Ziva woke hours later, she yawned, stretched, and glanced over at the alarm clock. It was only05:30. Smiling slightly, the pretty Israeli pushed her covers back and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Ziva dressed quickly and found a notepad and pencil. She scribbled down a note and left it on the nightstand where Tony would see it. After she shot one last affectionate glance at her lover, she left, hoping never to see him again.

I told him I am the flower you are the seed

We walked in the garden we planted a tree

Don't try to find me, please don't you dare

Just live in my memory, you'll always be there

All I wanna do is make love to you

One night of love was all we knew

All I wanna do is make love to you

I've got lovin' arms to hold on to

Oh, oooh, we made love

Love like strangers

All night long

We made love

Then it happened one day, we came round the same way

You can imagine his surprise when he saw his own eyes

I said please please understand

I'm in love with another man

And what he couldn't give me, oh, whoa, was the one little thing that you can

Ziva strode into the orange-stained walls of NCIS headquarters and stopped dead when she saw him. The sight jogged something deep in her mind, some half-buried memory. The Mossad officer quickly regained her cool composure and sauntered over to the NCIS agent's desk. "Having phone sex?' she inquired.

Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo slammed the phone down on the receiver. "Uh, no." He paused, considering how much to tell her. "Actually, I was just remembering my partner."

"Half naked?"

"Maybe. What's it to you?"

Ziva didn't answer him; she was too busy studying him, trying to figure out why he looked so familiar. Finally, it clicked. "Have you ever hitchhiked before?"

He started, surprise flaring in his emerald-colored eyes. Warily, he replied, "Once. There was this really hot chick—she looked kinda like you, actually—and we stayed the night at this hotel. . . ."

"Let me guess," Ziva said. "When you woke, all she left you was a note."

He studied her with a strange look in his eyes. "Yeah. It said—"

" 'I am the flower, you are the seed. We walked in the garden . . .' " Ziva recited.

Tony stared at her. "It was you," he said softly. "Ziva . . ."

She cut him off by putting a finger to his lips. "Tony, is there anywhere we can talk without being overheard?" Her brown eyes flicked over meaningfully to McGee, Gibbs, and Director Shepard, who were quickly approaching. Well, Tim was seated at his desk shooting curious glances at Officer David and his co-worker.

"Yeah," he replied, moving toward the elevator. Ziva sighed and followed him after checking that the coast was clear.

As soon as the elevator doors closed behind them, DiNozzo turned off the power. "What are you doing here, Zi?"

"I'm Ari's control officer."

"Well, I'd wish you luck, but I wouldn't mean it."

Ziva swallowed hard and bit her lower lip. "Tony, there's something I have to tell you."

He closed what little distance remained between them. "I'm all ears."

I'm sure you are, Ziva retorted silently. Out loud, she begged, "Please, please understand. I'm in love with another man, and what he couldn't give me was the one little thing that you can."

Tony just stared at her, dumbstruck. Finally, he said sarcastically, "Oh, this is just great."

From somewhere nearby came the strains of a classic rock song which suited how Ziva felt perfectly:

All I wanna do is make love to you

One night of love was all we knew

All I want to do is make love to you

Come on, say you will, you want me too

DiNozzo shot one last glance at her before he flipped on the switch and strode out of the elevator angrily as soon as the doors opened. Ziva groaned in frustration and followed him, once again feeling that old tension between them.

All I wanna do is make love to you

One night of love was all we knew

All I wanna do is make love to you

Say you will baby you want me too

All night long

All night long

All night long

All night long

All I wanna do

All I wanna do

All I wanna do

All I wanna do

All I wanna do is make love to you

One night of love was all we knew

Yeah

All night long