This story is filling the blanks in the "Never a dull moments" chapters... with smut. It can be read with or without knowing the original story, although it might be a bit confusing from time to time when you don't know the "prequel". Smut is smut though, so no youngsters under 18.
Also I still don't own the characters or the show.
This is kind of the "test chapter" to see if it even makes sense to write a dirty add on to the first story. I'd appreciate it if you leave a comment and tell me to stop or to go on. Thank you!
Chapter 1: Coffee without a date (Missing scenes for chapter 2 and 3)
They did it; they had wrapped up yet another case. It had been late already when they had found out who did it, and that meant paperwork until late at night. Couldn't Angela have waited until the next morning to reveal her discovery?
Everyone was long gone and Cam was still sitting in her office filling out reports, and somehow she was glad. She was glad that she was finally alone and had some time to herself without anyone asking anything or wanting anything from her. Wendell couldn't steal anything else today, Angela didn't have more gossip, Booth and Brennan could bicker all they wanted and Hodgins… she had to admit that it wouldn't be so bad if he were still at the lab. Maybe he would blow something up or destroy the lab in a way that would cause her to write more reports, but at least he would make her laugh. Sure, she could rarely laugh out loud when he messed up or destroyed something, because that would ruin her authority with him. Yet, she could laugh about it later, sometimes until she had tears in her eyes.
Half past twelve she decided that she'd had enough for today and just needed a midnight snack before she could head home. So she grabbed her purse, switched off the lights, locked her door and left the lab. She walked the three blocks to the Founding Father's bar, knowing that they were still serving food at this time of night. She pushed the doors open and walked straight to the bar to place her order.
"Hi Josh. One tuna sandwich and a salad to go, please," she told the waiter who nodded and scribbled the order down.
"Will take about fifteen minutes, Cam," he replied. She had just sat down on one of the bar stools when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Thought you were long home by now," Hodgins said and smiled when she turned around with a surprised look on her face.
"I could say the same thing about you. What are you doing here?" she asked, aware of the fact that his hand was now resting on her upper arm.
"Wendell invited me to come along for a drink so he could introduce me to some buddies with breasts," Hodgins chuckled.
"So he's trying to set you up?" she laughed.
"Kind of. But they are college kids no matter if they have breasts or not," he replied and sat down on a stool beside her.
"The online dating thing wasn't successful?" she asked and put her purse on the counter.
"How do you know about that?" he wanted to know with a smile.
"Nothing's sacred in the lab. I know everything," she grinned.
"Everything?" he asked and smiled back.
"Everything," she stressed.
"Cam, something to drink while you're waiting?" the waiter asked when he came back out from the kitchen.
"Uhm… how about some water?" she told him.
"Water? Seriously? You're going out to a bar, alone I might add, and then you're drinking water? Or is that some kind of code?" Hodgins teased her and took the glass the waiter placed in front of her and sniffed at it.
"I still need to drive home and I have seen enough dead bodies in my life due to drunk drivers," she said and took the glass out of his hand and sipped. "So where's Wendell?" she asked then and looked around.
"Over there at the table with the girls," Hodgins said and pointed in the direction.
"Wow, he sure is popular with the ladies," Cam smiled when she saw how many girls.
"Why don't you come over and sit with us?" Hodgins asked her while looking directly into her eyes.
"Oh, uhm, no thank you. I'm just waiting for my sandwich and then I am out of here," she stammered, cursing herself for her reaction to his eyes.
"Oh come on! You can wait over there for your sandwich!" he said, took her by the arm and pulled her off the chair. "Hey, the lady is waiting with us," he told the waiter and led Cam to the table where Wendell and the girls were still sitting. His hand was resting on her lower back and he could understand now why Booth was doing it all the time with Brennan; It was an opportunity to touch the woman you had no right to touch otherwise.
"Hey Dr. Saroyan, didn't know you were here," Wendell greeted her, not minding that he would spend his free time with his boss.
"I just wanted to grab something to eat before going home, but Hodgins here changed my plans," she replied and looked grimly at the man in question.
"Can't let our boss sit alone at the bar, right?" he shrugged and pulled a chair from a nearby table to their table so Cam could sit down next to him.
"So you also work with dead people? What's your job?" one of the girls asked her with an undertone in her voice that lingered between challenging and hostile. Cam smiled overly friendly at her, immediately understanding that the girl saw her as a threat.
"Yes, I do. I'm a coroner," she said and shrugged off her grey business jacket that she still wore. It was too warm in the bar and the white blouse would have to do for now.
"And she's the head of the forensics department at the Jeffersonian, which makes her our boss," Hodgins said and waved his hand between Wendell and himself. "Actually she's your bosses boss kid," he chuckled.
"Thanks for pointing that out Dr. Hodgins," Cam said ironically. "I will remind you of my status the next time you do something without asking my permission first."
"Oh come on Cam, I am not that bad," Hodgins laughed it off and Wendell raised his eyebrows at the strangely familiar addressing. He hadn't known that the two were on a first-name basis. When did that happen?
"Gelatinous matrix?!" Cam asked with raised eyebrows and that made Hodgins laugh out loud. He knew she was referring to the time he and Zack had put the replica of a skull in a turkey, had surrounded it with ambrosia salad and then pressed it against a grill to see if there would be powdering. The experiment had been successful and given them the data they needed, only problem was that they had all been covered in ambrosia salad, or "gelatinous matrix" as he had called it.
"You made me pay for the dry-cleaners," he said then and put a hand over his heart.
"That was the least you could do," she rolled her eyes.
"Cam, your sandwich and your salad," the waiter said when he came up behind them and handed Cam the package with her food. She put it on the table in front of her and took some money out of her purse and handed it to the waiter.
"It's ok," she told him and he kept the change. "And that's my cue to go," she told the others and stood up; but Hodgins grabbed her hand and pulled her back down on the chair.
"Don't go! You can eat your sandwich here," he said and looked over to Wendell who nodded. Then he leaned in and whispered the rest in her ear "You can't leave me alone with those kids! Who knows what I'll do the next time the blonde one comes on to me," unaware of the fact that it gave her goose bumps, also because he was still holding her hand under the table.
"Alright, but just until I'm done eating," she agreed with a slightly husky voice and pulled her hand out of his to open the take out container the waiter had given her.
"Now that you're staying Dr. Saroyan you need something different to drink," Wendell said and waved to the waiter to come over.
"No, I'm fine with my water, really," she protested and took another sip, but Hodgins wasn't listening.
"A glass of red wine for the lady," he ordered and Cam raised her eyebrows questioningly. "Hey, I've seen the stack of wine in your kitchen," he commented which didn't go unnoticed by the intern. What was going on between them, he wondered. Maybe he shouldn't have invited all of his female buddies but rather set up a date for Dr. Saroyan and Hodgins because those two seemed very close. He couldn't remember ever noticing anything at the lab. Sure, they spent a lot of time together because they were always working together but he had thought that the entomologist was still hung up on Angela.
"So, you didn't answer my question earlier: What happened to the dating service, no luck with that?" she asked Hodgins, having just found one more topic to tease him with.
"It's funny that you bring it up again, because I deleted the application from my iphone when I came in here," he said and was up to the challenge.
"Thought one of the buddies with breasts could be a match for you?" she grinned.
"No, just when I got here Angela's picture popped up on my phone and I was asked to press date or hate," he said and Cam was surprised that Angela had signed up to the same dating service. She must have known that Hodgins would pop on her phone daily because they work together.
"And what did you press?" she asked curiously.
"Nothing, I ended the application and then deleted it. It was a stupid idea anyway," he shrugged and moved a bit to the side so Josh could set down Cam's red wine on the table. She took it and sipped before she put it back on the table.
"How's your arm?" she asked him then.
"What wrong with your arm?" Wendell asked. He had listened to the talk while pretending not to.
"I, uhm, burned myself and needed to see a doctor last weekend," he lied and then turned to Cam. "Still hurts but that's to be expected. I just hope it was worth it," he told her and watched her eat the last bite of her sandwich.
"Ok, guys, I am done and I am leaving for real this time. Thanks for inviting me over to your table, have fun!" Cam said, stood up and took her jacket from the back of the chair.
"How are you getting home now?" asked Hodgins who had stood up with her.
"I'll call a cab," she said. "I know it was only a glass of red wine but still; I'm not driving anymore," she added when she saw his look.
"Care to share?" he asked her and she looked surprised. "I'm not driving anymore either and my place is on the way to yours," he reasoned.
"Sure, no problem," she shrugged and they said their goodbyes to the youngsters at the table.
"You were really afraid of the blonde one, weren't you?" Cam laughed when they stepped outside.
"You have no idea," he laughed as well and waved for a taxi that was just passing by. "Milady," he grinned when he opened the door for her and Cam only shook her head at his antics.
~*~
"At your place for the second time in a few days! We've been working together for two years now and before this I was never here," Cam said when she followed Hodgins into his house. While joking around in the car they had both realized that he had never given her the grand tour of his estate like he had promised her that night. Cam had been reluctant to go home with him but Hodgins had told her that this might be her last chance to explore the house because one never knew when she would be back. So she had agreed. They both knew that there was more behind this visit than just seeing his house. Cam knew what she had agreed to, and Hodgins knew what it meant that she had agreed. This was the "cup of coffee" after a date, although they had never gone on a date, had never even talked about going on one. Every other woman he would have just kissed and then led to the bedroom, but he wasn't sure how to proceed. What if she had misread his invitation and really only wanted to see his house?
"So, here we have the fancy entry way with my grandmother's chandeliers," Hodgins said nervously while walking backwards towards the dining room, his eyes never leaving Cam who followed him. "The dining room, which was last used approximately fifteen years ago when my parents were still alive. Since then the only thing that goes on in here is dusting," he grinned and led her to the kitchen. "I think you know this room since you found the beer," he teased and walked into the next room. "My favorite place to hang out; the billiard room and the room with the Arcade games," he explained as they entered the next two rooms.
"I bet they aren't from your parents," she smiled.
"No, my mother would kill me if she knew I turned her guest living room into a game room. But who needs more than one living room?" he asked.
"I don't know. I wouldn't have the room now that Michelle is living with me," Cam shrugged and looked out the window from where she could see a large pool with a whirlpool beside it, both lit up in the dark.
"There's an indoor pool in the basement along with a sauna and a steam bath," Hodgins said and leaned against the wall by the window, clearly invading Cam's personal space, his body facing hers.
"I should go now," Cam whispered, realizing how close they were but couldn't tear her eyes away from his.
"You haven't seen upstairs," he said in a low voice and tried to read her. He wasn't sure if he was pushing his luck here or if she wanted this as much as he did. When her expression softened, her eyes got that warm glow and she slowly brought a hand up to his cheek, he had his answer. He brought his face down to hers and kissed her softly, his lips barely brushing against hers. He pulled back and waited for her to open her eyes. When she saw the look of adoration and tenderness in his blue eyes she forgot her doubts and kissed him with more passion. He pulled her close and slung one arm around her waist while the other hand went to her hair and carefully pulled out the hair band so her long hair came down. When their tongues touched he slipped his hand under the back of her blouse and they both moaned when he touched her skin.
"You wanna see upstairs?" he asked huskily and realized for the first time that her right thumb was stroking his neck while the fingers of her left hand were buried in his curls. Cam looked at him quietly for a moment, trying to reason with herself but she didn't stand a chance. She pressed her lips to his in an answer. She could be reasonable another time.
While they kissed deeply he undid the buttons on her grey jacket and let it fall to the floor. She tugged at his brown striped shirt and groaned when she felt the T-shirt underneath. She nipped at his bottom lip and soothed it with her tongue, which drove him crazy. In a daze he pressed her against the wall by the window and all but ripped off the buttons of her blouse. When he really felt one button falling off he realized what he was doing and stepped back a bit. She followed him and pressed her body against his, graving the contact.
"Upstairs, bedroom," he whispered against her lips before she silenced him and finally succeeded unbuttoning his shirt. He knew that they had to go upstairs now or they would spend their first night together on his living room floor. Without breaking the kiss he walked them out of the living room, lost his shirt in the entry way and was glad that they didn't break their necks as they stumbled up the stairs. She lost her heels as they went, bumping against the railing several times and had to stop midway. Once again he pressed her against the wall right there on the stairs and glided his hand over the skin of her stomach, feeling the muscles contract under his fingers. He slipped his arms around her waist and let his hands rest on her butt. He pushed her into his groin and let her feel his excitement. She reacted by jumping a bit and wrapping her legs around his waist, both moaning when they felt each other through the fabric of their clothes. He carried her the rest of the way upstairs and was surprised by how light she was. She started to grind against him and they tumbled onto the bed, him on top of her.
They finally broke the kiss, both of them breathing hard, and she pulled his undershirt over his head before he took off her white blouse.
"Dr. Hodgins, you work out much?" she grinned up at him when she saw his toned chest and let her hands wander over his abs and down to his stomach.
"You really want to discuss my fitness routine now, Dr. Saroyan?" he grinned back and placed a kiss in the valley between her breasts.
"Not really," she replied huskily and pulled him closer, her hand resting on the back of his head. His lips wandered over the skin of her collarbone, her throat, up to her chin and back down again to her chest. He slipped his hands underneath her and opened the clasp of her bra and then took it off. He brought one palm up her body and pressed it against her breasts, both of them moaned with pleasure when he squeezed her ever so gently. They kissed again, his lips lingered on hers and he could feel her nipples pressed against his palms.
"I wanna see you," he whispered and reached out with his left hand to the bedside table and switched on the light that gave the room a warm glow. He looked down at her body and decided that her skirt was definitely in the way now. He sat up on his knees and opened the zipper on the side of the skirt before he pulled the offending garment down her long legs and threw it carelessly on the floor beside the bed. He saw the desire in her eyes when she sat up, kneeled beside him and kissed him again passionately.
He gasped with surprise when her hand went to the bulge in his jeans and he felt ready to push through the cloth. Slowly she lowered the zipper and unbuttoned his trousers, then slid them over his hips and let her hands rest on his back. With a lingering kiss he untangled from her and got off the bed where he slipped out of his jeans.
"Lose the rest, too," she said with a smile. She lay back down on her back and leaned on her elbows while she watched him take off his boxer shorts and socks. Her eyes came to rest on his manhood and her smile got wider.
"What about you?" he asked standing at the foot of the bed watching her.
"What about me?" she replied and raised her eyebrows challengingly without changing her position on the bed. Hodgins leaned down and took her right foot in his hands and slowly lifted her leg. He looked into her eyes as he placed the first kiss on her ankle, kept the eye contact as he kissed up to her knee and grinned cheekily when he took her other leg and repeated his actions. When he reached her left knee with his lips he kneeled on the bed and let his lips travel further up. He saw her eyes hooding over with desire, lust and hunger.
He stopped at her inner thigh and resisted when she tried to push him further up. Instead he moved up and kneeled between her legs, his face so close to hers he could feel her breath against his skin.
"Lose those, it's only fair," he said huskily and stroked his left hand over her skimpy panties, making her moan. Cam couldn't react and just bucked up at him. "Ok, I'll do it," he smiled and trailed open-mouthed kisses over her breasts and stomach down to her panties. He pressed his mouth to the damp material, smiling when he heard her moan again.
"Take them off," she requested when he just kept teasing her. After another kiss to her inner thigh he finally pulled down her lacy underwear and she groaned loudly and spread her legs wider when his mouth was back on her just a second after he had thrown the panties onto the floor.
"Oh god, Jack… please!" she whimpered, threading her fingers through his curly hair. He looked up at her without stopping to pleasure her and found her eyes closed tightly and her mouth slightly open. He could hear her labored breathing and his own arousal heightened with every sigh and every moan of hers.
"Please," she said again and her hips bucked off the bed when he teased her clit with his tongue and then lightly sucked on it. He couldn't stand it anymore either and pulled away from her sex and lay down on top of her, his lips finding hers immediately.
She could taste herself on his lips and wrapped her right arm tightly around his neck and pulled him closer. Their teeth knocked together as they kissed hungrily, their tongues dueling for control and their bare bodies rubbing against one another.
Pure bliss filled his thoughts as he felt his erection against her moist sex and he forced his eyes open and broke their kiss.
"Condom," he gasped.
"I'm on the pill," she replied and bit his lip softly.
The last rational thoughts slipped out of his mind as she began moving against him slowly. She smiled up at him and wrapped her legs around his waist. He smiled back at her and in one swift stroke he pushed his entire length inside of her and made them both gasp. Try as he might, his mouth could not form any words. The sensation of her warmth around him was overpowering. Her hands went to his face and she brought her lips to his. Jack wrapped his arms around her and he pulled her close. Her hair fanned out on the pillow behind her and he combed one hand through her curls. Her erect nipples pressed against his chest.
Slowly, Cam began to grind her hips in sync with his movements and clenched her muscles every time he pulled back, causing him to go in deeper, harder, and faster.
They fell into an almost instinctive rhythm, their movements coming so naturally.
"Oh yeah" Cam gasped when he brought his other hand between them and rubbed her clit. "Fuck, Jack . . . Oh, god!" He had always known that she was a passionate woman and he had suspected that she had a dirty mouth, but having the first hand experience blew his mind and made him thrust harder into her.
Looking down, he saw that her eyes were closed, a delirious smile on her lips. She was so beautiful.
He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth, and bit lightly into it. She threw her head back and moaned. After a few moments, he kissed his way to the valley between and then paid her other breast the same attention. Her hips began moving a little faster.
He was close, he felt it and yet he didn't want this to end. He tried to concentrate on the feeling of her nipples against his tongue, but her moans and her wetness around him, squeezing him pushed him closer.
Hoping that she would cum with him, or before him he rubbed his fingers faster against her, moving his hips in the same rhythm. He pulled nearly all the way out until only his tip was still inside of her and then he pushed back in. Every time a little harder, a little faster.
When he licked over the valley between her breasts, he tasted the sweat on her skin, and let his lips wander up to her mouth.
"Oh Cam," he groaned into her mouth before he kissed her. "So close."
"Jack," she just mumbled against his lips and opened her eyes. Her brown ones met his blue ones and she could barely stand the intensity of his stare. No matter how often she had told herself that this would be a simple one night stand between two colleagues, his eyes told her clearly that this was not. Whether she only imagined it or not, the feelings his look stirred up inside of her had nothing to do with colleagues. Lovers, the word came to her mind and she kissed him deeper, wanted to get closer to him even though that was hardly possible. In her trashy romance novels they'd say "They had become one", but she knew that she couldn't let herself feel that way. Rationally that was. She didn't stand a chance though and melted when the hurried and passionate kiss got slower. The slowness of the kiss intensified the feelings, and she lay helpless in his arms and didn't care anymore what he was doing to her, or if he would break her heart in the future- if only he would never stop.
He saw her eyes clouding over with something he couldn't quite place, but it evoked feelings in him that he hadn't felt in a long time. He slowed the kiss and took his hand out of her hair and brought it to her cheek. He angled his head while he looked into her warm brown eyes and heard her whimper, feeling her wrap her legs tighter around him.
He could practically hear her heart pounding in her chest. He saw her tense and he felt her breath hitch. He heard her throaty moan. She opened her mouth in a silent scream and squeezed her eyes shut when she came undone. Her fingernails dug into his back as she clung to him and he couldn't hold out any longer. He erupted, feeling Cam's wetness around him.
"Oh, Cam," his voice was hoarse, his moan barely audible. He pulsed into her, buried his face in her neck and let his full weight come down on her, simply because he didn't have any strength left. She held him against her, her left arm wrapped around his neck while she stroked softly over his backs with her right hand.
She held him while they both recovered from the intense pleasure and smiled when he placed soft kisses against her neck and throat. When he lifted his head and looked at her he found her smiling brightly up at him.
"Oh wow," she grinned and a blush crept onto her cheeks.
"Oh yeah baby," he nodded and made her laugh. "Amazing," he smiled and pressed a lingering kiss to her lips. "Earth shattering," he went on followed by another kiss and she silenced him by licking his lips with the tip of her tongue and a hungry kiss that followed.
While they kissed he rolled them onto their sides so he wouldn't crush her. When he slid out of her she groaned in disapproval and he kissed her harder, not happy either that he wasn't inside of her anymore.
Gasping for air they broke apart after several minutes and both rolled onto their backs. They looked up to the ceiling and greedily inhaled the oxygen. With oxygen came the ability to think and their smiles slowly disappeared. The realization of what they had done set in and while they both didn't want to change the fact that it happened, they weren't sure on how to proceed.
"I should go home, "Cam said quietly while she was still looking up to the ceiling. She lay on her back, her hands up beside her head, her naked body covered only by a white sheet, which she had pulled up just a second before.
"Why?" the man beside her asked and rolled onto his side so he could look at her. "Why don't you stay?" he asked and stroked an errant strand of hair from her forehead, letting his fingers wander down to her cheek where he let it rest against her skin. He leaned down and kissed her softly, trying to coax her into staying with him.
"It's already four am and I need to call a cab, shower, get dressed and halfway presentable and then get to the lab," she replied and was silenced by another kiss. "Also I want to be there when Michelle wakes up," she mumbled between kisses and slipped her arms around his neck to pull him closer.
"She's not a little kid anymore. Stay. We could drive to work together," he suggested and rolled them over so she was lying on top of him.
"Then Dr. Hodgins everyone would know that we spent the night together. There's no way in hell I will show up at work in the same clothes as yesterday," she told him and held her head back so he couldn't kiss her.
"Would that be so bad?" he asked without any playfulness in his voice, his face serious and his eyes wary.
"Do we really have to talk about this now?" she asked and he just looked back at her in silence. "Ok, obviously we do have to talk about this now," she sighed and rolled off of him and sat up, the sheet wrapped around her. "I don't want this out at the lab, Jack. I think we both had our fair share of gossip about us when I dated Booth or when you were with Angela. I don't want anyone watching our every move or dancing on eggshells around us when they think we are fighting. Let's just keep this between us for now, ok? At least until we know what exactly this is," she said while looking at her hands.
Hodgins observed her expression while she spoke and knew that while she was nervous talking about it, she meant every word. If he pressured her now she would end it right that second. He sighed, internally slapping himself for not being able to tell her what exactly he was feeling, sat up and placed a kiss on her shoulder.
"Ok, I can live with that," he told her and playfully bit her neck before he sucked on her skin.
"Hey, don't give me a hickey! I don't want to wear a turtleneck this time of year," she shrieked, pushed him back on the bed and he took her down with him.
"Hodgins, I really have to go," she protested with a smile when he pulled the sheet away from her.
"Just five more minutes," he said and sealed her lips with his before she could disagree again.
She couldn't think when he kissed her like this and yet she didn't want him to stop kissing her. His hands wandered over her body, over her breasts and down to her folds. She couldn't believe how aroused she already was when he slipped two fingers inside of her and rubbed her clit with his thumb.
"Five minutes," she moaned and moved her hips against his hand. She enveloped his manhood in her hand and was pleasantly surprised that he was already hard again.
"Ok," he replied with a smile and took his fingers out of her and then pulled her hips down to his. Slowly she sank down on his erection and placed her knees left and right of his legs.
"So good," she sighed and leaned her forehead against his.
"God, baby, so tight," he replied and groaned when she started moving her hips, setting a fast rhythm. He lay back down and placed his hands on her hips; let her set the pace this time. He looked up and saw her breasts bouncing up and down. He brought his hands up and caressed her, feeling the weight of her breasts in his hands. She closed her eyes and let out a quiet moan with every thrust. Hodgins moaned with her, and could feel them both getting closer. He sat up again and pulled her in his arms, holding her tight as he began to push up into her. When she finally climaxed he was relieved, knowing that he couldn't hold out any longer. His lips found hers when he spilled into her. They kissed until they had to break apart for air, but he didn't let her go. He held her in his lap and breathed in the scent of her skin, pressed his nose to her neck and lay back down with her. He felt not only satisfied and happy because of the sexual bliss, but because of the woman he had shared it with. He knew he was in big trouble. Flirting with the boss or having an affair with her was one thing. One thing he knew he couldn't do. Having a crush on her and possibly falling in love, now that was another thing entirely! Realizing as he held her, that it was something he had to deal with.
When her breathing got slower and deeper he wondered if she had fallen asleep. He turned his head and found her eyes closed, her head resting on his shoulder, her naked body lying on top of his. He combed through her long dark hair with one hand and saw her smile, and realized that she was still awake and just relaxing.
He kissed her temple and closed his eyes, enjoyed the feeling of having her so close. After nearly half an hour of snuggling time he felt her lashes flutter against his neck before she pulled back from him and looked at the alarm clock.
"Oh shit," she exclaimed when she saw the time and literally jumped out of bed. He rubbed his eyes tiredly while she picked up her bra and her panties and put them back on before she slid into her black skirt. She had just slipped into the blouse when she noticed him staring.
"I will never believe anything you say ever again," she grumbled while she buttoned her blouse as fast as she could.
"But I.." he started and sat up in bed but she didn't let him finish.
"No, not buying it. You said five minutes. Now it's a quarter to six and I still have to call a cab, shower and hurry to the lab," she said.
"You weren't…" he was interrupted again.
"No! Shush! Your fault! Even without breakfast I'll still be late for work," she whined and zipped her skirt.
"You can," he started.
"No!"
"I just," he had to laugh because she kept interrupting him while she was frantically searching the room for her things.
"No!"
"Cam?"
"No," she said again without even knowing what he wanted to say. Having had enough he got out of bed and walked over to her, laughing as he did.
"Dr. Saroyan…" he started knowing already that she wouldn't let him finish.
"No," she said again and was surprised when he turned her around by her shoulders so she would face him and then lay a hand over her mouth to shut her up.
"You said "no" six times already but that doesn't mean that I will listen to you. Now you will listen to me though. I wanted to tell you that downstairs in the small commode in the entryway, you find the key to the black Mercedes that is parked in the garage. Take it, drive home and if you want you can drive to the lab with it," he said and at that Cam started to mumble something under his hand. "I know you don't want us on the out. So if you want leave the car at your place and take a taxi or something. Your car is still at the lab in case you don't remember. I can pick up my car tonight," he told her matter- of- factly and finally took his hand off her mouth so he could kiss her.
"O-kay Dr. Hodgins, see you at the lab," she grinned and placed another quick kiss on his lips. Picking up her purse and jacket, she made her way out of the room. In the doorway she paused and turned to face him. "You might not want to show up at the lab in that outfit. I'd have to fire you," she grinned at the naked man and headed home.