Abby P.O.V.
The hotel was magnificent, and our room seemed like it was meant for royalty. I blushed looking at the King sized bed in the bedroom. He'd accidentally booked a King Room, instead of one with 2 Queen beds. I definately was not sleeping on the couch, nor was Tony, since he was the one insistant on paying for the trip.
At 6pm, Tony called an Italian restaurant and reserved us a table for 8pm. As he showered, I unpacked my things into the left drawers on the dresser. I decided on wearing a red one shouldered dress, with red heels to match. Plopping down on the bed, I pull out a romance novel and start reading where I'd left off. The male character sounded no where near as deliciously sexy as Tony. Tony is a very sexy man, I think baack to the time he'd had to give me his shirt for evidence. I'd enjoyed the way he slowly pulled his shirt off, his ab muscles stretched, and his arms flexed.
'You got puppy love bad,' I think to myself.
The bathroom door opened, and Tony stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a pair of black slacks. My face turned a deep crimson red as I gathered my few clothes to take to the bathroom. He'd gave me a questioning look as I'd rushed into the bathroom. Closing the door, I glance at my red face before stifling a laugh. I turn the shower on, and test the water before stepping inside. I let out a sigh of relief, I'd been needing a vacation for a while now, and I was thankful for the next week off.
I lather my hair with shampoo, then my body while humming a tune to myself. I step back under the water, running my hands up and down my body, lingering at my lady parts, wondering what it'd be like to have Tony touch me in those areas. I moan gently at the thought of Tony touching me in such ways, I bite my lip to remind myself that he's waiting on me to finish getting ready so we can go eat.
I decide on letting my hair down for the night, after putting on my dress. I double-check myself in the mirror, before reaching for the door handle. 'What are you doing? Dolling yourself up for an oblivious womanizer,' I think to myself. I shove it to the back of my mind, I wanted to have a good time.
"Whoa, very nice Abby," Tony smiles, seeing me.
"Why thank you, you don't look too bad yourself," I laugh, grabbing my clutch.
We joke on our way to the restaurant, and I can't help but wonder if there were no what-if thoughts. It'd be so much easier, to just come out with it. I know I can't do that, our jobs would be on the line. Who knows, I am like a daughter to Gibbs, and Tony may want to be dead before angering Gibbs.
"Abby? Earth to Abby Scuito?" I jump when Tony waves his hand in front of me.
"What?" I snap, before apologizing.
"We're here," He says, getting out and coming around the car to open my door.
It wasn't as fancy as most places, but definately highly favored, and not over the top. Bella Italy, was the name of the large italian restaurant, it had a deck with tables and lights for the people who preferred eating outside. It was only then, that I finally realized we'd taken a cab, and not the rental car. I'd forgotten all about the rental car. I supposed Tony planned on having wine, or something similar to drink with our meal.
"Do you want to sit outside or on the inside?" The woman at the greeting desk asks us.
"Can we sit outside?" I look to Tony.
"Outside table please," Tony confirms, the woman nods and tells us a waittress will be up front shortly to show us to our seats.
"Not an over the top place, but this is wonderful, I actually hate places that are just too...stuffy," I ramble on.
"What will you be drinking?" Deanna, our waittress asks.
"I want red wine, is that fine with you Abby?" I nod, it was what I planned on ordering for myself.
"Okay, I'll go get that, and I'll get your food order when I'm back," She trots off.
"You've been quiet Abs," Tony says after a few minutes of us staring at the menu in silence.
"Oh sorry, its just all the traveling from today is all," I lie to him, I wanted nothing more than to confess my never dying love to him.
"Loosen up, you don't have to worry about being called in for a case," We both laugh, we'd probably get in trouble if we came into the building while we had time off.
"Thanks by the way, I really needed this. It was getting to be alot of stress back home, barely having time enough to enjoy a hot bubble bath, just a hot shower and off to work," I sigh, it really had been getting to me.
"Here you go," Deanna says, setting 2 wine glasses in front of us and filling them, and sets the bottle in a ice bucket.
"Thanks, do you know what you want abby?" Tony asks.
"Ahh, the lasagna with steamed broccoli and bread sounds good," I tell Deanna, who writes it down on her notepad.
"I actually think I'll have the same thing," Tony gives her our menus.
The food was great, we'd drank a couple bottles of wine already. Our waittress was probably beginning to become concerned, as she brought us our 3rd bottle. She informed us, that we couldn't have another bottle after that. We simply complied, we were like giddy teenagers, Tony's hand brushed my thigh and goosebumps ran all over my body. I wanted him, but it was harmless fun right now, nothing more.