Ziva held one of Liam's hands while the other one held the small cooler of drinks. "Do you like my sister?" she asked him.
Liam almost tripped at her question and he heard Stuart and Elvis both coughing to suppress their laughter. "I think your sister is very nice."
Ziva frowned at that as if thinking about what he said. "You kissed my sister. Does not that mean you have to love her?" she innocently asked him.
This time Stuart coughed and Liam saw Elvis's shoulders shaking in laughter. Liam's eyes narrowed and he thought about how he would like to roast Stuart and Elvis. Maybe a little fire under their asses would make him feel better. "Well...umm," Liam stuttered, not sure how to answer the question.
"If you don't love her, you should not have kissed her," Ziva stated before continuin
