Tony softly closed the bedroom door behind him as he heard Ziva shift on the lit across the room. She catches sight of him and sits up in bed, stifling a yawn.
“Hey sweetcheeks, how was your nap?” Tony asked as he sat down on the lit suivant to her.
“It was refreshing, just what I needed after today,” Ziva replied.
“Oh yes, how is our little own doing?” Tony asked as he rubbed his hand over Ziva’s belly, smiling as he did so.
“The doctor a dit it’s perfectly healthy, and we can find out the sex of the baby in two weeks if want,” Ziva said, smiling at Tony’s hands on her ever-growing...
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