Her whole body was tickling, just looking in his eyes.
"Booth?" she started.
"Yes?" he answered.
"Can I ask you something?" she asked, almost afraid.
"Sure, anytime."
"I… I have this… strange feeling." she admitted. "And I find that my lips are tickling in a very unpleasant way."
He smiled. 'Can anyone be cuter?' He asked himself.
"Do you maybe know what this is?" she asked.
" I have no idea." he answered, lying.
"So, you don't know what I can do about it?"
"Well, maybe… You can describe it again?"
And so she coughed, carefully thinking at her words.
"Well, let's just be honest." She decided out loud. He nodded.
"Every time I just look at you I get this… tickling feeling. And it really drives me crazy." He smiled, hearing her confirm his suspicion.
"And when you leave I feel… sad." She decided. "What could this be?"
"I would call it… love." He answered her.
"Love?"
"Love."
"And, can you explain this tickling in my lips?" she asked, placing her finger on her lower lip.
Her cuteness was driving him crazy. He couldn't stand it anymore. So he took one step closer, cupping her face with both hands. He closed the gap between them to kiss her.
"Better?" he asked, breaking apart.
"Slightly."
Not satisfied with her answer he kissed her again. She threw her arms around his neck.
"And now?" he asked, breaking apart again after several moments.
"Much better. But, what do we do if it comes back?"
"We'll see then." She bit her lower lip at his answer. He could see it in her eyes immediately. He opened his mouth to ask the question, but she interrupted him nodding. So they kissed again, deeper, more passionate. A kiss filled with love. She stepped a little closer, holding him tighter. Wanting this moment to last forever.
Then he stopped again.
"I really need to get going." he confessed.
"Okay." she nodded, letting him go. She followed him to the front door.
"Booth?" she asked again, before he opened the door.
"Yes?" he answered again.
"What did you call this again?"
"Love. I call it Love, Bones."
"Love."
He opened the door, turning around once more, smiling at her. She smiled back. He then closed the door. Leaning against it with his back, sliding to the ground slowly.
"I love you, Temperance." he whispered.
She leaned against the door with her back, sliding to the ground slowly.
"I think I love you, Seeley." she confessed to herself, looking forward to seeing him again.