Stella smiled, holding out her hand to him, waiting for him to accept. She wondered if this would be considered crossing into the lines of a date. She thought about it, and decided that it probably was a date.
Stella smiled up at him and nodded. She walked him into the living room and then wrapped one arm securely around his back while resting the other in the palm of his hand. She felt herself blush. It felt so good just to be this close to him. Now she questioned if she would be able to live without him.
Tony made a little whimper escape his lips, his lower lip trembling slightly. "Please, Gibbs," he said in a pleading tone, dropping his legs from Gibbs' waist.