a/n once again i have no claim to bones or fox
He didn't stop running until he reached the door of his truck. and the..ahem..swelling..didn't go down a single bit. He recited the saints, and then a second time but it didn't help at all. His phone went off and he looked at the screen. It was a picture of Brennan with the words "Where are you?" underneath. He felt himself get heated with the memory of her half naked. she looked perfect too. It took every single ounce of self control not to push her to the couch and take her there with everyone to see. He was lusting after her bad. He knew he loved her before. Now he knew just how badly he needed to get laid, and to lay her. He gulped,
"Steady breaths sailor" he told himself. Yeah right, scoffed the other half of him. he opened the keypad of his phone. He texted the words 'by my truck...meet you here. dont wear any clothes' then he looked at what he typed.
"Shit" he muttered and deleted the 'don't wear any clothes' part and hit send. He was dying here now. All he could think about was inventive situations where he could take advantage and get her naked. The power outage situation was always a classic. He heard clicks of heels and he turned around. Thankfully the bulge receded but if he wasn't careful it'd come back with a vengence.
"Booth ready?" he was staring at her body, that was covered now, but he was mentally undressing it, and caressing it, and making love to it. Man! How much longer was he gonna last? He finally snapped to attention and muttered a pathetic "yeah" and they both got into the SUV.
"About in my office, you're okay right? I mean, rationally you should be because its not a big deal but I know how you are with things like that." His knuckles grasped the wheel hard, to restrain himself from grabbing her and showing her another side of reality she didn't know existed.
"Yeah. But it is a big deal, because its you." She looked genuinely confused.
"I don't know what that means."
"Bones, I've known you for a very long time now. And you're obviously very beautiful."
"I know both of those things, what is your point."
"Forget it." he said as he turned over the engine."
"No, I won't, what are you trying to say."
he was trying to think of an elegant translation for i love you, you make me hard and i want to screw the goddamn living daylights out of you.
"Eh.." was his elegant translation. He took a deep breath. "I...think...that..." she looked at him expectantly.
"Think that...?" she prompted.
"I love you." he finally spat out. She gave him a blank stare.
"I love you. And back there made me realize how badly i want to take you for myself and no one else. I cant imagine anyone else having you because I want you, need you." She still stared. "Are you freaking kidding Temperance say something!" She furrowed her brows.
"How's your blood sugar?"
"This has nothing to do with my blood sugar! Ever since I met you i felt a certain way but today made me realize that I can't take the torture anymore. I love you and i shoulda said it sooner." She still looked neutral. He looked at her. There was an awkward space that grew.
"Maybe I do need something to eat." he said lamely after a few minutes.
"Booth, I feel the same way."
"That I need something to eat?"
"Well, that, and the whole endorphine chemical imbalance you have that i cause. You cause a chemical imbalance in my head too."
"Im pretty sure you meant that to sound better than it did."
"Okay well in your words Booth, I love you and I also think your attractive and.."
She never got to finish that sentence as the bulge came back with a vengence.