"Well, that's the last of them!" Ziva sighed, dropping the stacks of cardboard boxes in Tony's living room. She plopped down on the couch and looked at Tony, struggling with bigger and heavier boxes then she had. He dropped them and a couple of them opened up, clothes scattering the floor. Ziva laughed.
"Oh, Tony." Ziva went on, "You're such a klutz." Tony blushed as he pushed some of her intimate garments back into the box.
"I didn't mean to drop them, you just have a lot of stuff!" Tony finished gathering everything and moved the boxes to one side of the room with Ziva's help. "I didn't think you would have this much clothing!"
"Well, what did you expect?" Ziva asked, raising an eyebrow. She examined the labeled boxes so she could start putting her stuff away in his room.
"I don't know…" Tony thought for a minute. "Less clothes?"
"Be thankful I am not like most women, Tony. This is nothing." Ziva teased, lifting a big box labeled "Clothing" up and taking it into their bedroom. Tony scoffed.
"Really?" He questioned, following her into their room and pouncing down on their king-sized bed.
"Really." Ziva assured him, dropping the box onto the bed and sitting beside him.
"Well I am glad you have you then." Tony gave her one of his million-watt smiles that caused her stomach to flutter. Something even gleamed in his eyes.
"I'm glad that we finally get to move in together." Ziva whispered before leaning into him. Tony leaned in closer and looked into her eyes.
Ziva was the first one to delicately press her lips to his. Their kiss was long over due. As soon as Tony returned the favor, Ziva moaned into the kiss and their soft kisses exploded with passion.
Ziva decided that moving in with him was not such a bad idea after all. She could get used to kisses like this that could even lead to more. Besides, she realized she loved Anthony DiNozzo.