Disclaimer: Bones belongs to a lot of people. It belongs to Kathy Reichs, Hart Hanson, and Fox. Bones is in no way, shape, or form mine. Now with that out of the way, I give you chapter 2.

Chapter 2

How Everything Happened Eventually

Floored! There really was no other word to describe it. At the very most he had been expecting her to admit that dating two guys at the same time was illogical, and that she was ready to reap the benefits of monogamy.

It really was just his luck that when Bones finally made a pass at him they would be in such an inconveniently public venue. God really did have a sick sense of humor.

Still, it was entirely possible that he had misunderstood her. After all, there were times when she was adorably socially inept. So he had to ask…

"Are you telling me something here Bones, or are you just trying to win an argument?"

She smiled as she replied, "Can't I do both?"

Before he could say another word her soft lips crashed down on his, and he was back to believing that God did indeed have a sick sense of humor. He had never been so affected by a kiss before in his life.

When the tip of her tongue touched his, he considered clearing the table and taking her right there in front of the patrons. However, he was a gentleman at heart, so he forced himself to settle for deepening the kiss.

If becoming hypoxic was the price that she had to pay for the pleasure that she was currently experiencing, she would gladly pay it a million times over. Her body felt like it was on fire. She never wanted anybody more than she wanted Booth right now.

Despite their best efforts the need for oxygen did eventually win out. When he could breath again without panting he said, "Kiss me like that again, and I'll probably agree to just about anything."

Her throaty laugh caused a considerable amount of his blood flow to travel south of the border. With a gleam in her eyes she kissed him again.

Too soon for his liking, she broke the kiss, but she didn't move far. Her lips brushed against his as she whispered, "I'll be driving then."

He groaned at the sensation.

"Where?"

She leaned back so they could comfortably make eye contact.

"Well, my place is closer…"

As her voice trailed off he fumbled for the keys in his pocket. He tossed 20 dollars on the table to cover their bill before he handed his keys over to her. She smiled as she took the proffered keys, and as they left the diner, his hand like always, found its way to the small of her back.

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