They both knew, it even if they'd never voiced it.It was too late, though. Gibbs knew she fantasized about him, and he did her. It had taken weeks for...him to get the Marilyn Monroe image out of his head and even now, thinking about her in that dress could get him revved up pretty quickly.He swallowed hard, shaking his head. He didn't need to be going down a road of Abby as Marilyn ... or Abby in leather. That wasn't a good idea at all."Fuck," he muttered, trying to shake the image from his head. "Wake me in around a half hour, love. Oh, and why are you wearing that bright-red lipstick? Are we going out or something? Is this part of your secret plan?" he laughed. "Oh, we'll be sharing secrets pretty soon, Jason. Enjoy your nap." Jason went to the bedroom, undressed, and got in the bed. Minutes later he was sleeping like a baby. I waited to hear his light snoring, just to be sure, and then I acted. The first thing I did was to quickly shackle his hand to the bedpost. He was half awake. Yo traia audifonos pero baje un poco el volumen para disimular que los escuchaba, ella le decia muy m*****a entonces no me vas a acompañar hasta allá (supuse que hasta su casa) y el le decia esque voy a entregar la bolsa hasta el metro cuatro caminos y no voy a alcanzar a llegar, ella se volteo muy enojada cuando me vio, se hizo la disimulada me sonrio y le dijo bueno entonces te veo mañana, el muy a prisa se regreso al metro y ella solo camino hacia el colectivo oviamente yo la segui al. “Yo let me up.”Bzzt. The door to the apartment complex opened. She could be walking into a trap for all she knew, but fuck it, she wouldn’t go down easy.She was dressed in her combat boots and jeans, with a black t-shirt to go with. The boots were steel-toe, but not obviously. If things went sour, she was going to crack some nuts.On the elevator, she folded her arms across her chest and waited while it went up. Her mind drifted around to all the things she might do to Julias if it turned out.