Part 2- Dinner for two
Booth was indeed back in town. He had been away for the last two weeks on some secret FBI mission. His mood was nothing less that fiery- away from is woman for two whole weeks- and all for what? Those over cooked idiots from LA could not tie up a case if it had been handed to them already wrapped as present. He had showered, trying to wash away the irritations of the mission, taking a girly pleasure in the shower products that had been Temperance's gift. He put on a pair of fake old jeans and a Blue T shirt that read "FBI- female body inspector" in yellow letters and made his way to Temperance's apartment. My woman's apartment. He secretly did that a lot lately… My woman bought me this… My woman smells like flowers… My woman is beautiful… He took great pleasure at this, repeating the words like a mantra.
He reached her front door but she wasn't home yet. He felt a bit deflated… hasn't she missed me enough to want to ditch work by lunch time just to be waiting for me?...
Brennan walked into the building. She had seen his SUV outside and knew she would have to find a away to apologise. He has such delicate feelings. Like a girl, really…
She saw him sitting on the floor against her front door and her heart turned somersaults, her breath hitched and she flushed with the pleasure of seeing him. She kneeled in front of him, put down the take away bags and, sitting on his lap, took her time kissing him, enjoying the just showered smell on him, the smell of the detergent he used on his washing, the rough touch of his 5 o'clock beard. She was delighted by the reaction of his body against hers. She pulled back.
"I'm sorry I'm late" She tried his trade mark puppy dog look.
"You're forgiven" He grinned. "Now feed me!"
She was struggling with the keys, so he took them from her hands and opened the door and stepped back for her to walk in first. These kind of gestures never failed to make her gooey to the core. Not that she would ever admit to it. Then she noticed the T shirt.
"Really classy, Booth!"
"I know!" He sounded cocky "You need a shower!"
"What?!.. Booth, I don't smell!"
"Of course not" he was being condescending and she knew it. "But you should go and freshen up. I have great plans for us tonight"
"Do you really", she sassed him
"Really"
"Oh… Like what? Care to give me a preview?"
"Oh, you know… this and that…" he said pushing her to the bathroom. Do you need help with your shower?"
"If I say yes, we will not get out of the bathroom tonight"
"Hum, and I'm hungry"
"You are always hungry!"
"It is no less true now and it is just getting worse. Now go!", and he slapped her butt so that she would move.
While Brennan had her shower, Booth busied himself with setting the table. On a second though, he lit some candles, put some music and nibbled on the sesame toast she had brought from Wong Foo's. He opened a bottle of red wine and poured it. She walked into the dining room and sat at the table, her legs folded under her. She had changed into the skimpiest silk night gown. Booth looked at her and immediately felt the reaction of his starved body to her. He swallowed whatever it was that had lodged itself in his throat and asked
"And what do you call that blue piece of silk on you?"
"I call it an attention seeker" she said smugly. "How effective is it?"
He adjusted his belt buckle, a bulge now very prominent in his groin area, and managed to unstick his feet from where they seemed to have sprouted roots and walked towards the opposite side of the table.
"Very" and there was fever in his eyes. "You know what, maybe dinner can wait…"
She laughed and stretched her hand to touch his. And then the door bell rang. Looking back on it, they should have known that they were not supposed to open. But the benefit of hindsight also told them that their brains were no longer working…
Brennan stood up, walked to the door, put her hand in the door handle, turned it still looking at Booth sitting at the dinner table with a silly smile on his face and when she pulled the door back and looked at the person calling at that time of the night, she froze in place. Her smile slowly faded in to a look of utter shock!
"Sully!"
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