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Chapter 2 hope you like!
She was going to try extra hard tonight. Not that she didn't always but tonight was special. It was 5:30 and she was on her way out early to get ready, having just called Booth to say she'd be home instead of the lab. She turned to gather her things from her desk, and jumped violently when she turned around. Angela had skulked into the room and was sat on her sofa, watching her knowingly. "Brennan, sweetie do you have a date tonight?" she asked coyly in that oh-so-Angela tone of voice. Brennan felt alarm bells ringing in her head. "No why would you think that?" asked Brennan. "Because you're leaving early and you didn't come in early, you've been restless all day and your hair looks extra good today" said Angela a mischievous gleam in her eye. "That doesn't mean I have a date" said Brennan who sounded nonchalant but couldn't stop the flush creeping up her neck. Angela pounced immediately. "Why didn't you tell me you had a date? Either he's really embarrassing or it's a secret" she speculated .Then realisation dawned "Oh my God It's Booth!" squealed Angela beside herself with excitement "You have a date with Booth!" "Shh" hissed Brennan agitatedly moving to close the door so no one would hear. "Yes I do, but you really can't tell anyone." The look on Ange's face became suspicious and she crossed her arms "Is this a first date then" she asked even though she already knew the answer. "No, we've been kind of seeing each other for 2 months now" sighed Brennan, knowing she was caught. "Have you slept with him?" came Ange's predictable question. She was beginning to get excited again. "No, but we both agreed that tonight should be the night" said Brennan. Angela made a small squeaking noise of excitement "That's why you've been so fidgety, because it's your big night! I still can't believe I never noticed before." She was talking more to herself than to Brennan now."I'm nervous though" said Brennan. She felt ashamed just saying it, she shouldn't be nervous it's Booth for God's sake. "Of course you are sweetie. It's Booth. You may have been dancing around it for years but it is quite a big thing." Brennan relaxed visibly; it felt so good to be able to talk things through with Angela again. She actually didn't know how she's lasted this long without telling her. "What time is he picking you up?" Angela's words broke her chain of thought. "7" she glanced at the clock "I really should go if I ever want to be ready in time. Bye Ange" she said, giving her best friend a hug. "Bye sweetie, have a fantastic time. And remember I want details" said Angela as she left.
Brennan raced home and started her predate prep. She was getting that happy bubbly feeling in her stomach like she always did before a date with Booth. She showered and curled her hair to give it that sexy bounce that she knew he loved. Swapping her comfy white bikinis for a pink silk thong and matching bra from La Senza, before slipping into the brand new dress she had bought last weekend. It was black and sparkly, fell to mid thigh and was impossibly sexy, even if she did say so herself. As long as she ignored the hefty price tag that is. She was just applying her special date night lipstick when he knocked on the door. She wasn't quite ready yet, but made to answer the door quickly, because she hated to keep anyone waiting. He was leaning against the doorframe looking delectable in a pale blue shirt and jeans that hugged his muscular legs. She loved the look on his face when he saw her, his eyes playing over the impossible sexiness of her in that dress lingering awhile on her dress and stomach. She'd always known he had a great appreciation for her body even before they started going out. "Hi Booth, come in." She said smiling and stepping aside. Booth, recovering smiled his charm smile back at her before moving past her into the apartment. "Hey Bones, God you look amazing" he said a little hoarsely. "You look good too. Do you want a beer?" she asked. "Erm, yeah that would be good, thanks" he replied, never taking his eyes off her body. "Well you know where everything is. Help yourself I aren't quite done yet" she turned to go back into her room. His eyes followed her hungrily, and she suddenly felt like the most beautiful woman in the world.
All day Booth had been waiting. No new cases had come in, so he'd been a desk jockey all day with only his own thoughts and the Bobble head Bobby he'd been given in London for company. His thought had rarely strayed from her, and he felt smug that she was his. He had raced out at 5, having turned in all his paperwork to Cullen to start preparing. Now he sat here in the living room of her plush apartment that smelled so sweetly of her, sipping a cold beer and just relaxing. He was clean shaven and had worn his favourite shirt, for good luck along with the cologne that she had given him for Christmas. He sank back into her comfy sofa, letting the wet glass of the beer bottle cool his slightly sweaty palms. God, he had to resist taking her there and then. She always looked stunning, but she had outdone herself. He was fairly sure that dress was taunting him; maybe he had a slight fever. She chose that moment to emerge from her bedroom, looking fantastic with a sheer black wrap draped round her and carrying a clutch. She smelled magical and it was all he could do to stop his mouth watering. Her hair fell in thick waves to her shoulders, surrounding her delicate face. "Are you ready Booth?" her voice broke into his reverie. Draining the last of his beer he stood and making sure he had anything, they left.
The ride to the restaurant was undertaken in comfortable silence, with only the odd enquiry about the other's day. The restaurant itself was small and tucked between a bookshop and a shop selling fish supplies. Neither had ever eaten there before, but he had heard good things about it. They were seated immediately by a very jovial host in a bottle green blazer and black trousers. The lighting in the restaurant was soft and flattering and made Bones look more alluring if that was even possible. They were seated in a small alcove tucked near the back of the restaurant. The waiter introduced himself and James and asked what they would like to drink. Booth was shocked when Bones ordered a vodka martini, extra olives. She was no novice at drink ordering. Ordering himself a Heineken, they settled down to pursue their menus in silence and Bones decided she would have the mushroom ravioli, Booth the steak. Their drinks arrived and they settled down to a comfortable conversation about Parker. The candles between them flickered and Bones sipped her martini. He wished she hadn't ordered it, because watching her tease the olives off the cocktail stick with her teeth wasn't doing anything to cool his throbbing libido. He was actually glad when the food arrived and he could concentrate on something else besides his beautiful companion, and his own painful arousal. Dinner was fun and definitely enjoyable, but both knew that this was just to pass the time. It was nearly 10 before they finished, Brennan having tormented Booth with a lesson in how to best lick tiramisu off one's fingers. Booth had never seen her behave in this way before, but suspected it had something to do with the 2 vodka martinis she had inside her. They had a debate about who should pay, which had ultimately ended with him paying for everything, much to her objection "I don't need to be paid for Booth!" she had exclaimed to which he had argued "I am a gentleman Bones and there is now way in hell I am letting you pay!" She had finally conceded after other customers began to stare disapprovingly. He drove them back to his apartment, because it was closer. When they arrived he cut the engine and turned to look at her. "So you want to come up?" he asked grinning.
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