“The love of my life,” Jason beamed the moment Ziva and the princesses took their seat in his private jet. He had not spoken to Ziva in three months. Since his agreement with the prince to stay away from her, he had gone through different stages, mostly anger and depression but as for three hours ago, he had unbelievably reached the acceptance stage.
“Nothing has changed between us Jason,” Ziva responded sharply. She had to maintain the boundaries and independence she had from him or she would be back to square one.
“What did the perfect prince do?” Jason asked with a smug, thrilled that he was not the only messed up guy around. He already knew the answer but still wanted to hear it from her.
“He is an a*shole but nothing compared to you,” Ziva responded and cursing Prince Richard fo
