He grins. “Why do you sound so surprised?”
“I’ve been stressing about this forweeks. I was too scared to bring it up because what if it ended things prematurely?”
“Ziva, I told you; you are my forever. You thought that could be undone so easily? That we couldn’t come up with something to make things work?”
I’m doing something between a laugh and a cry, and when will I finally get my emotions under control?
Our foreheads come together, and I relax for the first time in as long as I can remember.
“I love you,” I say.
“I love you,” he says.
I don’t feel worthy of this happiness. But I accept it. Because what else can I do? There will be other things to figure out as they come up, but we can do it. Together. I have that faith in us.
For right now, I’m not afraid.
I’m excited.
“When can we start?” I ask.
“The rest of our lives?” Kellyn asks. “I’ll go pack.”