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After a long day on the job he was finally dropping her home....and it was late. 'Too much temptation' type of late he thought!!!
As with many of their travels of late the trip itself had been made in silence with both occupants in the car lost in their own world of thought.
He was preoccupied with thoughts of her.
She was preoccupied with thoughts of him.
As he pulled into the drive of her apartment block she asked softly, "Can you come up for a drink Booth?" She was still trying to find a way to break through this awkward barrier that was between them. "Or maybe a coffee?"
"Ummmm...It's a bit late Bones, I think I'll just head home."
"I have one of your shirts upstairs....from when we got 'Code Yellowed' at the chicken farm, if you want to collect it."
He glanced at her...and glanced back to his hands resting on the steering wheel...he took a moment before turning off the engine and replying, "Okay..... I'll grab the shirt....and maybe a cup of coffee?" He said with just a touch of resignation.
He followed her up to her apartment all the while keeping a safe distance behind her....he had already experienced the perfume debacle this morning and he didn't want another 'flare-up' if he caught a trace of that scent again! In his mind he was making a list of safe subjects to discuss while he was in what he considered to be 'dangerous territory'!
By the time they had entered her apartment he thought he had enough harmless subjects to get him through one cup of coffee! He was not worried...was he? For God's sake he was FBI Special Agent Seeley Joseph Booth...he could do this....couldn't he?
"Have you heard from your dad lately?" He asked. Great subject....nothing even remotely romantic/sexual about that!!!!! He was pretty pleased with himself as he sat down on her couch.
So far so good!
She was in the kitchen filling up the kettle and he could hear the rattle of the cups as she placed them on the kitchen bench.
Yep, so far so good!
Her reply was muffled as she was disappearing into the laundry to get his 'missing in action' shirt.
"Sorry didn't catch that?" He asked a little louder. He had the feeling that maybe; just maybe, this visit was going to be okay!
"Yes he rang yesterday; he's currently visiting Russ and should be back early next week." She replied as she walked back into the room.
She smiled as she handed him his shirt before making her way back into the kitchen. So far so good she thought. This all seemed like normal conversation to her and perhaps things would get back to normal after they talked a little more this evening.....
He sat on her sofa, holding his shirt out in front of him, staring at the top button intently.
With one final stroke, he put down his razor and using the nearby towel wiped away any residual shaving cream. He smiled as he glanced at the door opening in the mirror reflection. There was no knock, just her soft footsteps as she opened the door wide and walked in....wearing nothing but his shirt and a smile. It's funny he thought, how much you can notice with one cursory glance ...she had left the top four buttons undone leaving him a tantalising glimpse of the beauty he knew lie beneath the thin layer of cotton, and her legs...oh God her legs going on forever...and he knew just how long those legs were and what they felt like wrapped around him....
She leaned in and whispered in his ear "Do you love me?" before giving him a sweet morning kiss.....he could smell her perfume...he could feel her warmth....she wore her love for him clearly on her face....
"Yeah", He groaned. "Do you want me to prove it to you?" and he turned and deepened the kiss.....in a matter of seconds they were lost in the moment and he lifted her up onto the bathroom bench.....
The whistle of the kettle brought him out of his reverie.....
He dropped the shirt.....he shook his head....he panicked!
"Bones, I'm sorry, I forgot....I have to....I can't....I've got to...." he stuttered as he made a mad dash for the door.
"Booth?" she asked as she rounded the kitchen door with an empty cup in one hand and a teaspoon in the other just in time to see the front door close behind him as he left.....
Tears pooled in her eyes....again....she just didn't understand this at all.....
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