So yeah, you all probably hate me for not updating in awhile lol. Severe writers block, but I'm all better. Weekend of updates hopefully! Here's a shortie. This chapter is better as a shortie.
Chapter 4: Water's Fine
The sand grew to be a flat surface the further they walked down the beach through the area that had come in contact with the waves. After hopping over a patch of seaweed, Brennan followed her partner towards the water. Upon reaching the shore, Booth immediately dove in while Brennan walked in just around knee deep.
"You coming in Bones?" Booth emerged from the water shaking out his wet hair.
"Yes, I will." She couldn't help but crack a tiny smile at how boyish he looked while shaking out his hair.
Booth ducked under a wave, "And….that will be when?"
"When I become accustomed to the water temperature."
She replied as she moved her foot around in the water aimlessly.
He grinned and splashed some of the water at her, "Oh, come on Bones. It's not that cold."
She cringed and brought her arms in toward her chest at the feel of the cold water on her dry skin,
"Booth!" she kicked water at him with her foot.
He walked carefully over to her attempting to charm her angry face away with his infamous smile.
She eyed him cautiously, ready to retaliate if necessary. Her eyes followed his arm as he wrapped one arm around her waist before looking into his eyes trying to read what he was doing until she just decided to ask,
"Booth, what are you doing?"
He pulled her towards him as he began to drift backwards, "Come on Bones, it's not so bad."
The length of her body leaned up against his as he moved her backward into the water with him. A chill raced up her spine though the cause, either the water temperature or the sudden contact of their bodies, she wasn't sure. She decided to allow herself eye contact with him as Booth did himself, igniting what felt like a fire on her cheeks. His eyes bore into hers as hers did his leaving her unsure if her composure could be kept much longer for being pressed up against him didn't do much for her self control either. And then he smiled that familiar smile that always seemed to ease any awkwardness between them and that brought an imaginary 'do not cross' line back into perspective.
She gave him a little laugh releasing the final remnants of tension in the air. The water suddenly didn't feel so cold.