Okay,so I am sure you are all wondering what happened to me. (as if you have nothing better to do with your lives than wonder why I"m not updating. lol) And the answer is, no I didn't fall off the face of the earth or get attacked by Big Foot. My computer died and...well, that's pretty much it. That put a major damper on things. So I'm at work now, shhh. Don't tell my boss.
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Watching Seeley with her simultaneously sends electric happiness and blinding depression coursing through me. No one deserves to have their soul mate by their side more than him.
It just makes me miss my own.
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"So how were things in El Salvador?" Booth asked casually, as he and Brennan lay on the picnic blanket in the comfortable shade of an old Oak tree.
Brennan moved her book so she could see his head in her lap.
"Oh, It was great Booth. Drinking and late nights out dancing with my fellow travelers, next time you should come." Without a hint of teasing in her voice, she went back to reading.
Booth frowned and reached up to push the book aside and she matched him, raised eyebrow for raised eyebrow.
"Well? What do you expect? I spent the last three week sifting through human remains, it wasn't exactly a fun-filled time away."
He smiled. "True. But, you did relax a bit didn't you?" At her blank stare he continued. "You know…see the nightlife?"
He gave her a hopeful look, he already hated the thought of her being so far away, the fact that she probably spent the entire time working without a moments rest didn't help any.
Brennan smiled. "Booth, the nightlife in the area where I was staying consisted of grown men snoring two tents over and the mating calls of the Tortoise Beetle."
Booth rolled his eyes and started to go back to his crossword puzzle when Brennan suddenly touched his cheek and turned him back toward her.
"I did miss you though." She said quietly, leaning down to kiss him.
"Did you really?" He smiled up at her when she pulled back a moment later, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He put his hand to the back of her head and leaned up to meet her for another kiss.
"Terribly?" He murmured against her lips.
"Dreadfully." She answered back, keeping the kisses light and teasing so as to not earn glares from the other families in the park. Booth seemed to sense her discomfort and released her with a sigh.
"I love my son, Bones, but right now," He stroked his thumb across her cheek as he spoke. Her auburn hair was glowing from the sun filtering through the trees and how gorgeous she looked was enough to drive him insane. "I'm wishing dinnertime could be a little earlier. All I want is to be alone with you."
With laughing eyes she pulled away and went back to her reading.
"I'm told patience is a virtue." She said nonchalantly, holding the book so he couldn't see her smile. Booth pretended not to notice and pulled his crossword puzzle back onto his chest.
"Good thing I'm not a saint then." He said quietly crossing his legs at the ankles, studying his puzzle once more. After a moment her voice quietly drifted to his ear.
"Yes, very good thing."
He shut his eyes and suppressed a groan.
There was nothing sexual about what she said, but the innuendo was there. And she said it in that sweet, husky voice she used only with him. And she wore that expression, Booth was sure, where her eyes were on fire and her lips parted just enough to make him want to kiss her breath away . Her legs twitched beneath him and the muscles in her thighs tightened.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly..
A dozen little things she did left him with one big problem, and attempting to conjure up images of Goodman in a dress.
God Bones, that's just not fair.
There you go. A bit of BB lovin with which for me to grovel. I'm going to post two more chaps before I leave today, again, sorry for the delay!
