Day 3 = A Kiss is just a kiss
Author: Devylish
Rating: PG
Prompt(s): kisses
Character(s)/Ship: Cam/Hodgins
Summary: 12 days til Christmas, and what a difference each and every day makes.
Words 500
AN Not beta'd

Cam woke up with a smile on her face. A big, lazy, 'I-just-had-the-best-dream' smile.

Her dream had revolved around Jack Hodgins.

Jack Hodgins and his gorgeous eyes. And his caring hands. And is amazing… amazing lips.

She rolled over under the covers, curling her knees up and hugging her arms around her waist. She hadn't felt this… butterflyee since she was in high school. She'd forgotten how giddy and magical it felt. How giddy and magical it felt to be infatuated.

And she'd admit it now, safe in the cocoon of her own bed, under her own covers, that she was infatuated with Dr. Jack Hodgins. Occasionally she'd felt… slight moments of lightheadedness around him in the lab, but she'd brushed those moments aside. Putting them down to fatigue, or loneliness, or… PMS.

But last night… she lifted her hand to her lips, touching them… remembering how he'd kissed her.

Last night at the party, Hodgins had made her feel sexy and desirable, and special and feminine, and… and… he made her feel. She'd felt butterflies, and faint, and heated, and electric. She'd felt electricity from the touch of his hand at her back. And she'd definitely felt electricity shooting from her lips, down to the tips of her toes, rolling back up and pooling between her legs… all from his kiss.

She knew she was being foolish; teens reacted this way to their first kiss… and characters felt this way in cheesy movies. There was no way this would last; but, for the moment… for just a moment, she was reveling in the memory, the feel, the 'what ifs' of being in Jack Hodgins' kiss.

You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date.
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate.
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That no one can deny.

Oh yes, the world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.

Hodgins swiped his deodorant on as he hummed/mumbled the classic love song. He was still grinning. Buzzing with energy. His body, bouncing him out of bed at the ungodly hour of 530am on this Sunday morning, and he didn't care. He didn't care. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and he… he was happy.

He'd kissed Camille Saroyan.

Last night, he'd kissed her. Kissed her senseless under the mistletoe.

He knew she was going to be all sensible, and reserved, and 'bossy' when they got back to the office tomorrow morning, but he also knew, he also knew he could kiss her senseless!

He pulled on his socks, slipped on his loafers, and bounded down front stairs. He was going shopping today. Shopping for Cam. She was going to be a tough case. She was a stubborn woman, but he… he was stubborn man. A stubborn man who had a funny feeling he was in love.