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I sigh, wondering for the millionth time if I really am the idiot that I feel like. I look down at my phone again and flip it open to see if I maybe have the message I'm looking for.

If I close my eyes, I can still picture the moment- barely an hour earlier- the horrifying moment when I called Seeley Booth from my hotel room in the Caribbean.

"Booth." His voice comes to me over the phone, and I almost hang up. I close my eyes and then speak.

"It's Temperance…" I trail off, not really sure what to say.

"Bones?" The surprise in his voice is clear. Cringing, I think that I could get away with blaming the lost call on bad connection. "You didn't pull a New Orleans, did you?"

"Gee thanks. No, actually I didn't. You remember how I'm on vacation?"

"How could I forget? Since you left I no longer have an excuse to go to the Jeffersonian." I blush. Sometimes he will flirt with me and I don't care…other times, he will be flirtatious and my heart starts pounding, color rises in my cheeks and I get nervous. Things like this should not happen, but they do.

"Very funny. I was wondering if maybe you had any vacation days available." I say it, wincing.

"What?"

"Well, the Caribbean isn't that fun by myself. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hop a plane and come down here." I close my eyes, hoping that he will say no, that we can just go back to normal and pretend that I never picked up the phone.

"Whoa. Are you sure? I don't want to ruin your vacation…" His voice is uncertain, and I wonder if I did the right thing.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called…it was stupid."

"No, it wasn't. I'm glad that you called. I would love to come down. Let me just book a flight, and I'll call you when I land."

Just like that, it's. And there I am, left sitting on my balcony, waiting for a message that I know will come.

Suddenly, my phone rings. I jump, then realize that I must have dozed off. Looking at the caller ID, I see that it's Booth. Grinning, I flip open the phone. "Hey."

"Hey yourself- I just landed. Do you wanna come and get me?"

I suppress a smile. He knows that I will come, no matter what I say. "No, I don't think so." He can hear my giggle.

"Sure. I'll be waiting at the baggage claim."

I grab the rental car keys and my purse. Even though nothing has happened between Booth and I, our friendship has blossomed, and it may have even gone to something more. I'm just not certain yet.

I arrive at the airport in a matter of minutes- my hotel isn't that far away. True to his word, Booth waits outside of the baggage claim area. His sunglasses are protecting his eyes, making it so that I can see what he is thinking. He is wearing a green t-shirt and jeans, with tennis shoes.

Grinning, I wave him over. "It's good to see you."

His smile is inviting and I melt. "Lucky for you I had a week of vacation days that I hadn't used. How long do you, I mean we, have left here?"

"Six days. I arrived here yesterday."

Things settle into a comfortable silence as we drive back to the hotel. Suddenly, a thought pops into my head. "I don't know if the hotel has any more rooms. I barely got into mine." I mentally slap myself- I should have checked into this before he got here.

"That's okay. If I don't get a room, I'll stay in yours." He's finally taken his shades off, and I can see the mischievous look in his eyes.

"Maybe on the couch!" I laugh, knowing full well that we will end up sharing the bed anyway. That is why I invited in him in the first place anyway, isn't it? Because I knew this would happen and I want it to happen. I need it to happen.

When we arrive, I check at the hotel desk. Lucky for me, the last room was checked into an hour ago, when we were still driving. "I guess that you'll bunk with me then." We reach my room and I unlock it, suddenly nervous.

I open the door, and the ocean calls to me from my open window. "Wow." That's the first thing that Booth says. "You really do know how to vacation."

I chuckle. "Contrary to popular belief, I do know how to have fun." He mutters something under his breath, but I don't catch it. It's probably something I don't want to hear anyway.

I turn around and face him. "You want to grab dinner later?" He nods, but adds that he wants to grab a quick shower first. I tell him that I'm going to be on the beach and to grab me when he's done. His only response is to go into the bathroom.

I exit the hotel, feeling a mixture of anxiety and excitement. The wind has started, and by the time that I get down to the sand, my hair is wild. I pull it back into a ponytail and kick off my shoes. My dress blows in the wind too, and I am content to just watch the waves.

I don't know how long I'm out there, when suddenly my phone rings. Knowing that it could only be Booth- proving to be correct when I look at my screen- I answer. "That was quick."

I hear him laugh. "Well, I'm not a woman- I don't have hair, makeup and all those other things to worry about. How about I meet you in the lobby in 15 minutes- I have something I gotta do."

I nod, even though he can't see me. "Okay. I'll be there." My mind races ahead to what the night could bring. My mind keeps getting stuck on the bed, the one singular bed in the room. Will tonight be the night that we share it?

Realizing that I should head back and maybe fix my hair, I pick up my shoes and find my way back to the hotel. Seeing as Booth isn't there yet, I walk into the bathroom, fixing my outfit, hair and makeup. For some reason, I have butterflies in my stomach. I've been on dates before, but for this time its different- this might be my last first date.

I snap my mind back to the present, figuring that my precious time alone is finally up. I wander to the reception area. I still don't see Booth and I'm started to get worried. He should be here by now. Pushing the thought aside, I know that he probably just got preoccupied with something.

After twenty minutes, I sigh, and am about to go back to our room, when he shows up. Tears spring to my eyes as I realize the reason he was late- a giant bouquet of flowers is in his arms, almost hiding his face.

"Booth…" I trail off, not sure what to say. He can be so sweet sometimes.

"I…I just wanted to say thanks for inviting me down here…I know this is a big step for you. Just, thanks." It was a simple gesture, but it was moving all the same. I lean forward, take the roses from his hands and kiss him gently on the lips.

"What do you say we do dinner out tomorrow? Room service is sounding awfully good right now…"

I stop, not wanting to make him do something he doesn't want. However, his chocolate brown eyes are suddenly animated, and I can tell that he does want to go up to the room.

"Ya know it does to me too."

We sit in the hotel room, eating our dinner silently at the table, a comfortable silence descending upon us just minutes ago. As I eat, I watch Boot's every move- he captivates me. It's the way that he takes a bite of his steak, the way he uses his knife and the small smile that tugs at his lips as he notices me watching him.

"I do something funny Bones?"

"No…I was just noticing smaller things about you that I never have before. Just…things."

"Ah…" He lays down his fork and knife and looks at me. "Go ahead and finish your meal. I get to observe you now." I feel the colour rising in my cheeks, and I can't finish- I wasn't that hungry to begin with anyway.

"I'm done. I can't eat with you staring at me like that."

He laughs. "Then maybe we ought to do something else." The twinkle in is eyes makes me want to leap across the table at him and maybe kiss him into the oblivion. Just thinking about it makes a blush creep into my cheeks. Obviously noticing, Booth comments. "Thinking dirty thought, are we Doctor?"

My cheeks just keep getting redder, and before I know it, I've stood up and walked to him. Sitting down in his lap, I pull him close. Whispering in his ear, my lips brush his skin. I shiver, loving the effect he has on me. "I'm glad you came." With that, I give him a long, hard kiss on the lips, and I can feel him relax.

Moaning, we stumble toward the bed, clothes being discarded and left where they lay. I smile against his lips, ecstatic that this is finally happening. There is something about my touch that makes me feel as though I belong in his arms. Makes me feel as though he is the last man that I would ever want to be with.

"I love you." I whisper into his ear. And I do love him- even through all this time, through all the fights and through everything, I really do love him.

"I love you too."

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