Booth's mind was pudding. Pudding, that had been tossed around the office of his favorite anthropologist, and was now evaporating under mistletoe his partner had deliberately hung up.

His partner was kissing him, under mistletoe, in her office, and SHE had started it. Booth's private dream was coming true, and he honestly had no ideas why, or any objections.

Now, by the response he was getting from her, boy, she wanted it badly too.

He was shocked when she first grabbed him and planted her full, sensuous lips on him, and then groaned when her fingers feathered across his neck. He deepened the kiss and breathed in the intoxicating bouquet that was Temperance Brennan - hot, sexy, brainy and mostly culturally clueless. Her lips parted in a moan and his body responded automatically, so in tune and one with hers. He tasted the coffee she had drunk in the FBI building earlier that day, her favorite brand of organic toothpaste (who makes these things, he had protested when he found out), and then he tasted HIS favorite brand of gum in her mouth.

Whoa, Bones remembered what gum I ate? His brain nearly fried with all the deductions from that one detail.

As if on cue to stop him from thinking, she pressed her body fully into his and pulled onto the lapels of his best suit.

Booth just about lost it then. throwing caution, and every other gentlemanly attribute to the wind (oh, to heck with Caroline!), he grabbed her waist and breathed in his Bones. He drew out the kiss, softly, and Bones kissed him back urgently. Booth thanked the Gods that heaven was real and that he was holding it.

Then he sensed her body stiffen, and his mind wet into overdrive. it jump-started out of shock as his Bones pressed her lips to his once last time, and she pushed him gently away. Internally screaming "so close!", he watched befuddled as Bones turned to Caroline (now wearing a thoroughly shocked expression and blushing madly). "Was that enough steamboats for you..? It was easy, like kissing my brother..." Brennan rushed head to explain, peeking at Booth from under her eyelashes.

Caroline fumbled with her tongue for a while, found it and promptly replied,"Well, it sure is. you must really love your brother... The trailer's all set up, Cher, and you can have it first thing tomorrow. You have yourselves a fine Christmas!" She handed Brennan the paperwork in a manila folder and hastily shuffled out of the office.

Booth stared at Brennan as he watched Caroline smirk her way out of the office out of the corner of his eyes. Did that just happen? Why? Oh, for the love of all the saints, Temperance Brennan kissed him for a trailer for her dad? His mind was a jackhammer of questions, and he stared as Brennan quickly strode to her desk.

"Thanks Booth, I can't talk now, i still have... uhmmm, some... bones to look at..." Brennan couldn't think as she let out the lamest excuse her intelligence produced at the moment. She breathed out and chewed her lower lip, not daring to meet Booth's searing gaze.

Damn, did she just call her evidence 'bones'? She never does that, Booth's brain protested violently. She must be really having second thoughts... He scratched his head in confusion. One minute she was kissing him like her life depended on it, the next she was trying to shove him out of her office

''oh... yeah I uh, still have some reports to write... excuse me... and uhhhhh, thanks for the gum Bones," Booth trailed off in a weak attempt to reply, and seeing Brennan's obvious discomfort, practically ran from the office and the awkward sexual tension that threatened to sour.

Brennan's heart fell and she sunk her head into her hands after she was sure Booth was gone from the office. She was sure it would be a simple peck on the lips to satisfy Caroline's curiosity and quash her nosiness of Brennan's personal life. she did not expect it to turn into a mind-stopping, passionate make-out session.

Now, she was stuck with a whole range of feelings she couldn't tell anyone about, and she had led Booth see her vulnerable. She sighed and sat back in her chair.

Well, she could talk to one person, her mind whispered. She hesitated, then grabbed the office phone. After three rings, she heard a familiar "hello" at the end of the line. She inhaled and began

"Sweets? Are you free for a consultation coming Monday or do you have plans with Daisy?"

.. And there's part two! thank you for noticing this small space of the World Wide Web, and I'll post something up next week :D please review away!