Chapter DEUX
A little more BB luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurvvv
You know they want it really
;)
She stood in the rain, watching the droplets fall and cascade over the pavement. It was comforting, being the only one, as if the world didn't matter. Sitting there, in the Jeffersonian gardens, she had never felt more alive, but she was dying a little bit more inside each day, knowing that she had taken the life of an innocent, that she should be in prison. Well, she would be, if it wasn't for Booth. She had to admit that her feelings for him were growing, no matter how much she disliked it. It was inevitable.
Her jeans and tank top were plastered to her skin, her hair hanging damply around her shoulders. She shivered, suddenly feeling the cold.
"God, you'll catch your death out here, Bones." A soft voice spoke from behind her
"You can't logically catch your dea-"
"You're just about to," Interrupted Booth, joining her on the bench, invading her personal space by sitting as close to her as possible. Her gaze questioned this proximity but the only two words he needed to utter for her to understand were "body heat" and he knew that. Which was exactly what he said, before pulling her to her feet and leading her gently to his awaiting SUV.
Bwahahahaha
BODY HEAT
