As always I'm delighted at the response my updates are receiving. Here's one more for this one and then there will be a short break as I finish up a couple more chapters for other in progress stories. I hope you all enjoy it. Gregg.

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Booth had a decision to make. It was an important one as he only had one hour for lunch. He'd tried to arrange a longer lunch, but the Nimrod who'd skipped out on the meeting that morning had gotten his ass royally chewed by Cullen, so the meeting was back on right after lunch. To make matters worse, he couldn't leave until it was the regular lunch time as Caroline had called up and told him she needed to see him before lunch. Time had dragged on as his frustration over Bones' earlier e-mail and phone conversation remained to haunt him. Not only that, but he was still tired. Now it was time to start thinking of what to do during lunch. Be dessert, or have dessert. Now that was a tough choice that he wouldn't wish on any guy. He decided to make a short mental list of the pros and cons.

Be dessert:

Bones is an expert at fellatio. She'd proven that beyond any shadow of a doubt the night before.

Definitely a pro.

Time was limited as he did want to have a burger and fries to get something in his stomach.

He'd been chugging down coffee on an empty stomach all morning like an idiot, so he was

now starved. Another pro as he knew that she could bring about the desired result in mere

moments.

Would leave some mystery for that night. He hadn't returned the favor and discovered her

unique essence yet, so it left something to explore. Pro and Con. He was also impatient.

While he was pretty sure she didn't mind, he was being pretty selfish in leaving all the "work"

to Bones. Con.

Have dessert:

He loved foreplay, and bringing pleasure to a woman was something he prided himself on.

Pro.

He always paid back "favors". Pro. He hated owing anything. A throwback to his gambling

days. Not really germane, but the feeling was still there.

That phone conversation had really gotten him thinking. Pro. He hated a mystery.

They only had a short time in which to "indulge". Con. If he was going to do anything with

Bones sexually in which he was in the drivers seat he was going to do it right. That meant time

which they didn't have.

Booth mentally reviewed his list and came to the difficult conclusion that he would be dessert during lunch. He briefly considered both being and having dessert, but rejected that one. His first time "having" dessert with Bones he wanted to do it right and that meant time which they didn't have, as he'd already figured out. As he reached his conclusion his cell phone rang.

"Booth," he said without checking who it was.

"So are you going to be dessert or have dessert when we have lunch?" Bones voice teased him with that purring lilt that she inflected it with when she was in a playful, sexy mood.

Booth cursed as he instantly got hard. Even her damn voice had that effect on him. "Bones," he said in a long drawn out way. "Do you have to do that?"

"Do what, Booth?" she asked with a chuckle, but still with that tone.

"Use that voice which gives me a hard on every time I hear it," he said as quietly as he could so no one but Bones would hear him. His office door was wide open, after all.

"Just wait until lunch," she teased even further.

"Just remember if I get fired that you'll be supporting me," he told her, making a polite reference to her wealth, but they both knew that he would always work and be someone who pulled his own weight.

"I don't have a problem with that if the fringe benefits are anything like last night and this morning," she told him. "So when are you coming to get me for lunch?"

Booth looked at his watch. "Give me about twenty minutes. I have a couple of things to finish up for Cullen," he told her. "Oh, I have only one hour as that meeting from this morning is happening at 1:00."

"I'll assume from that that you'll be my dessert," she surmised with lightening speed.

"You know, it's pretty freaky how you do that," he said as he pulled a file to him.

"Do what?" she asked curiously.

"I spent half an hour coming to that conclusion and you come up with it in a second," he replied, signing his name on a cover letter to a major report for his section.

Bones laughed. "I could say it's because I'm a genius, which is true, but in reality I just enjoy both giving and receiving oral sex equally, thus if time is a factor, then it only makes sense that I perform fellatio on you for our lunch time rendezvous as it is well known that it takes a woman longer to achieve orgasm than men in most instances," she told him, having added in a bit of a human sexuality lecture for good measure. Granted she was as turned on as Booth was, but it didn't take away from the general facts about the whole issue of male and female orgasms.

"Before I embarrass myself I'll just hang up now, Bones," he told her. "See you in a bit." He snapped the phone shut and smirked. She really was going to be the death of him one of these days. He only prayed that no one else happened to answer his phone and she jumps right in without waiting for a greeting. That could cause all sorts of problems that he didn't even want to think about.

When Booth arrived at the Jeffersonian he found Bones already outside at the main entrance waiting for him. That was unusual, and he added one more item to his growing list of behavioral differences between friend Bones and girlfriend Bones. He liked the latter a whole lot.

"You're late," Bones said instantly when she opened the door to the SUV and climbed in.

Booth looked at his watch. "I am not," he told her. "I said twenty minutes and it's been twenty minutes."

"You're 23 seconds late," she told him with a high degree of assurance.

"I'm all of a sudden on the clock now?" he asked incredulously. He wouldn't admit it, but he actually kind of liked it as it showed how much she wanted to spend time with him. Or perhaps she was just seriously hankering for some "dessert". Either way he wasn't going to complain.

"You said you were going to be dessert, so I'm anxious to get to the dessert," she explained logically.

"But you're supposed to eat your meal first, then have dessert," Booth pointed out, enjoying this little short burst of banter.

Bones leaned over and placed a hand on the bulge that had suddenly formed in his pants. "When I have this waiting for me as a dessert, I get very impatient, Booth," she told him. She didn't tell him that she had never been this eager with any other man she'd been with, despite her enjoyment of sex. Perhaps the long years of waiting for him and all the miscues by both of them had heightened her excitement. No matter, though, as he intended to enjoy him as often as possible.

"Not when I'm driving the SUV Bones," he admonished her as he carefully removed her hand so they didn't have an accident, in more ways than one.

"Angela thinks we should move in together," Bones told him suddenly.

Booth just managed to keep his control and not swerve into the next lane and into another vehicle. "WHAT???" he exclaimed. He mentally reviewed all the discussions, at least what discussions they'd had since he'd gotten home the night before, and he was damn sure that moving in together had not been anywhere near the topics dealt with. How the Hell had it gotten into any discussion Bones had had that morning with Angela???

"Angela knew right away this morning that we'd had sex and she gave me her opinion that we should move in together," Bones explained in a brief, but thorough, statement.

Booth stayed calm, though he was a nervous wreck at the thought of discussing that subject with Bones this early into their new relationship. "Did she happen to mention why that would be such a great idea?" he asked.

"She said that since we've essentially been dating for nearly five years now, and that we spend so much time together, and the little fact that we're now sexually involved, then the next logical step is to move in together," Bones related. Frankly the idea of moving in with Booth frightened her, but not because she was afraid of Booth. She prided herself on maintaining her privacy, and living with a man was something that she was unsure of at this point. She had to admit, though, that having that extra time with Booth each day was very appealing, whether engaged in sexual activity or just being near him.

"We only just started having sex last night," he pointed out. Moving in after only one night? That was rushing things a bit for his taste. He loved Bones, and the idea of moving in with her was something that he liked to think about, but after they'd had time to adjust to their new relationship.

"So we should think about it, but discuss it at some later point?" she asked. She was the novice in this whole committed scene, so she was more than willing to take his lead on the emotional underpinnings of their relationship.

"Exactly," Booth replied as he pulled up to the Diner. He looked at his watch. Five minutes to get to the Diner. Perfect. Half an hour to order and eat, then it was time for Dessert! Granted dessert wouldn't take long, but it would be damn enjoyable.

Fifteen minutes later he was regretting taking her to a restaurant for lunch. She was doing her damnedest to drive him nuts. What she was doing with the French fries was downright obscene and made him want to grab her and rush right out to the SUV for some "dessert". He couldn't complain as it was a public place and it would only draw unwanted attention to them, but it was still unnerving.

"Bones," he managed to strangle out. "Do you have to do that?"

Bones twirled her tongue around one more of his French fries and smiled wickedly. "You don't like me to eat your French fries?" she asked innocently.

"You can have all the damn fries you want, Bones, but do you have to devour them as if they were something else?" he asked, trying to keep it decent.

"I'm just giving you a little preview of 'dessert', Booth," she told him with another smile.

"Bones," he said after closing his eyes and attempting to regain his self-control. "After last night, I know damn well what dessert will entail, and I'm all for it, but if you don't stop what you're doing, I won't be able to stand up which means no dessert for Bones. Or Junior for that matter," he added with a whisper so only she could hear him.

Bones chuckled. She enjoyed his humor in naming his dick "Junior". She would never understand men and their obsession with their "equipment", though she suspected it was something similar to a woman's appraisals of her own "assets" on occasion. It would make for a fascinating anthropological study, but that was for others to worry about. Her interest was more "personal" and she intended on keeping it "personal".

"I'm only giving you some 'interesting' thoughts for your birthday," she said in a fake pout. She was using all the techniques that she normally derided in most women, as she believed in being forthright, but she liked what the results were in Booth. She'd have to tell Angela about this sometime to see what her friend's reaction would be.

"Believe me, they're interesting, but could we keep it a little more 'private'?" he pleaded. He loved this playful side she was displaying, but not her timing and their location. He chuckled at the idea of Bones ever having great timing when it came to discussing sex considering all the embarrassing discussions she'd started at all the wrong times in the past. He remembered the horrific time when she asked him about masturbation a few months ago when they were at a crime scene! He shuddered at the memory.

"Are you done with your meal?" she asked, a hungry look in her eyes.

Booth sighed. He looked down and saw a half a burger and most of a plat of fries left. Then he saw the look in Bones' eyes. That clinched it for him. "All done," he said as he stood and tossed some money down on the table.

Bones smiled knowingly as she walked out of the Diner next to him with his hand on the small of her back as always. The next twenty minutes were going to be fun.

A/N: I ended this one here so that I could do some more flashback sequencing which I really enjoy. I will be posting another chapter in the next few days after I finish up a new chapter for She's Special and Why Does It Matter. I wanted this chapter to add some playfulness to the new level of their relationship, and also to slow down the delivery slightly so that the coming scenes would have more impact. Thanks for the continuing reviews. They've been great. All the best, Gregg.