A/N – Just a little one-shot to keep you going until I am ready to post the next chapter of 'The Lyrics in the Soul'
Disclaimer – I do not own any part of Bones. If I did I would be able to buy a house where idiots don't vandalize my garden. Yeah I've had a great weekend.
Enjoy.
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Temperance Brennan lay flat on her back and allowed herself to sink into the mattress. She closed her eyes, breathing slow and deep, allowing her lips to curl into a smile. She had to admit this was very comfortable. Not your usual Monday lunchtime activity.
Unexpected, but nice.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her partner shifting along side her.
"What do you think?" he questioned.
"It's hard." she whispered, biting her lip sensuously. " But that is essential to achieve the full benefit."
"Are you comfortable though? If you want to get up...?
"Booth! Despite being surprised that we are dong this, I am very comfortable"
They were lay face to face now. Only inches separating their lips.
"You know" he began. "I really need to be sure about this. It's a long term commitment. it has to be right."
"It's your decision. But you have to admit, this feels good. And we really don't have a lot of time to weigh up the pros and cons."
"True"
"And I for one am fed up of trying out different..."
"Okay. I've decided. I want this!"
"Good" Brennan rolled back over on to her back. "So are you gonna finalize the deal?"
"Give me a few minutes. I just want to lie here a little longer. Take it all in."
"We don't have all day Booth. At this rate we won't have time to get any lunch."
Booth hadn't taken his eyes off his Bones so it was unsurprising that neither noticed they were no longer alone.
Dr Lance Sweets was looking on in shock.
"Agent Booth, Dr Brennan, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like Sweets!" Boot retorted, annoyed that their moment had been interrupted.
"Hi," Brennan was sat upright now. "We did not expect to see you, or anyone we knew actually" She added, thoughtful.
"I can see that"
"Booth has just come to a decision"
"He has?"
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Twenty minutes later they make their way across the parking lot back to Booths SUV.
"Next time you need a second opinion can we get lunch first?
"Bones!" Booth wined. "You know I needed to get this sorted as soon as possible."
"Maybe you should get Parker a trampoline instead."
"Hey, he's only six."
"Your right." She pursed her lips and leaned back. "The evidence suggests that it would require the weight of a grown man to cause your whole bed to collapse."
He pouted and walked around to the other side of the vehicle. "Entertaining a child requires you to do things that you wouldn't normally do."
Knowing she was right she smiled smugly. At least now she knew if, by any chance, she ended up in Booths bed sometime in the future she would sleep well. She laughed. Who was she kidding - the huge mahogany sleigh bed Booth had just purchased for a small fortune - well, it was designed for anything but sleeping.
"What's so funny" Booth grumbled.
"Who would have thought Sweets would be moonlighting as a sales rep?"
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A/N – You knew right from the beginning, didn't you? Tell me what you think. Please.