"Well, I was using my sexuality to deflect my emotions." She smiled as he raised an eyebrow in question. "Angela and I had a nice, long talk this morning. She's filled me in a little on my typical behaviors when it comes to this kind of thing."
"So, no sex?"
"No sex."
He sighed and stood up, extending his hand to help her as well, "How about we go get something to eat, hmm?"
Her eyes widened and shot to the kitchen, "Oh my God, the food!" She cried, springing to her feet and rushing to the burning pile of spaghetti leftovers she'd forgotten on the stove. She flung the smoking pot into the sink and turned on the water, the metal hissing under the cool stream. "Will you go crack open a window for me, Booth?"
She glanced at him, his grin telling her that he was more than slightly amused by her culinary prowess. She glared at him and he choked back laughter, simply nodding in response. He opened up two of her wide living room windows and allowed himself to laugh briefly into the safety of the wind. "Where do you want to eat, now that we've, um... ran out of suitable options here?"
She shrugged, sighing as she scraped the goopy mess into her trash bin. "Anywhere. Although, I have to say, I'm no longer in the mood for spaghetti."
"Let's go to Wong Foo's."
"Are you sure--the gang will probably be there..." She smiled as he picked up her jacket and helped her into it. 'Always the gentleman,' she thought, pulling on her shoes and grabbing her bag.
"You know, I really don't mind them. They grow on you after a while." He placed his arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head. "Angela's going to want every gory detail..."
Brennan groaned, rolling her eyes. "Of course she will. She always does. I'll have to think of something before we get there."
"The truth isn't good enough?"
She shook her head, "I need to liven it up. We were pretty boring..."
He stopped, staring at her in mock horror. "If that was boring, I don't know if I want to see exciting..."
She blushed, "Well, it wasn't particularly eventful..."
"Not eventful? We came to your apartment for lunch, after I made a no-sex rule. You proceeded to cheat and get partially naked to try and tempt me into breaking my own rule. When I convince you it's for the best until you know what you want, you tell me exactly what you want, only to decide that the no-sex rule really is a good rule. If that's not eventful for you... I am in a whole mess of trouble, aren't I?"
She smiled, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the car, "You bet. I'm driving!"
"Oh no you aren't! I always drive."
"If you ever want sex, you'll let me drive."
He glared at her, tossing her his keys. "You really do cheat you know. It's not fair."
AN I'm trying to decide what I'm going to do with this story. i think I know where I want it to go... but it wouldn't exactly be happy. So if you have any opinions... you know what to do.