Hi, guys, it's me again. I wrote this for a challenge on another site. The challenge was do 26 sentences with the first sentence containing 26 words and each subsequent sentence one less word. Anyway, I am seriously thinking of turning this into a short (LOL) story. So, if anyone is interested in that, let me know.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Bones," Booth whined, coming into her office and letting the door swing shut behind him, giving her a puppy dog look, "are you coming sometime today?"
Brennan's eyes narrowed as she stood up from her chair, but there was a smile on her face which got bigger as she approached Booth.
Booth looked at that sexy smile and swallowed hard, it was not a look he had ever seen his partner direct at him before.
Sure, he'd seen that "hungry woman on the prowl" look directed his way enough to easily identify it, just never coming from Bones.
Brennan invaded Booth's personal space and he backed up until he was against the wall with her chest lightly pressed against his.
Going up on tiptoe, she whispered, "I don't know, Booth, that's kind of up to you," teasingly nipping at his earlobe.
Booth's eyes involuntarily closed at her breath puffing against his ear, but popped open at her teeth on his earlobe.
Instantly aroused, his entire body vibrated with the growl that came from deep within his throat and she laughed.
Grabbing Brennan's arms, he forced her back before he just gave her what she was obviously asking for.
"Bones, what are you doing?" his voice was husky, but even forming words right now was difficult.
Reaching out, she ran a single finger down his tie, stopping just above his belt buckle.
Looking into her eyes, his attention was focused on that finger and its next destination.
Smiling sexily into his eyes, her finger ran down to his belt buckle, hovering.
"You're an FBI Agent, Booth, figure it out," Booth shivered at the words.
Tapping his belt buckle, she spun around, heading out of the office.
What the hell had just happened here? he asked himself.
Had the woman of his dreams just propositioned him?
Unless he was sadly mistaken, yes, she had.
So, Bones wanted to play, did she?
He had wanted to play forever.
Grinning, he made a decision.
Oh, yeah, game on.
So, get ready.
Get set.
GO!
