The following day, Ziva was not pleased when Laura showed up at her hotel suite with Mercy.
“What is she doing here?” Ziva asked Laura, unimpressed. The two of them were meant to go for full body massages, manicures and pedicures but Laura had said nothing about bring Mercy along.
“Morning to you too, Ziva,” Laura responded, walking past her. She had strangely gotten used to Ziva’s sharp tongue and didn’t get fazed by it anymore.
“Hi, Ziva. I am so sorry about yesterday. The boys got carried away,” Mercy said sincerely.
“You were in on it too,” Ziva accused, giving her a sharp stare.
“I had to be. Richie is like a brother to me, he is also our future king, so it matters whom he falls for. As his inamorata you had to be tested,” Mercy explained.
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