Sparkles in your eyes put the stars to shame
Story by Isobel and Fanny
Okay people… what do you think about the fifth season? :o)
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Thanks for staying with the "old" stories :o) And good luck to all who are about to start with the new ones… and I mean new like new and new like based-upon-the-new-season new :o)
Well folks… I hope you are really curious about what´s gonna happen in this chapter :o) So… just read and enjoy :o)
Oh and as a reaction to one of your reviews – sorry to all because of the word "seminary". I really did not know that in US (any maybe even somewhere else) you have the word with a different meaning. So from now I will use the word SEMINAR in this story and I hope everything´s gonna be okay :o)
Chapter 10 – My room or yours?
It was a beautiful afternoon. Bones was standing by a wall, watching the river and the quiet life of the city during an average day. She could feel slight wind in her hair, on her skin. She could feel the late afternoon sun on her face. The weather was strange, yeah, raining at one moment and then the sun was shining, but she did not mind. It was not really a warm day, but it was not cold either. She liked it.
She was aware that Booth had been standing there with her all the time. She was also sure that he had been watching her all the time. She wanted to turn her head and see his face. What would she see there?
She was waiting for him to do something, to tell her to turn around, to grab her, to do anything… Angela would say that she wanted him to try to court her. But that was of course stupid. She was not a medieval lady who needed her knight to court her. She was an emancipated woman from the 21st century. She was just fine without the courting. Right?
She hated this side of herself. These thoughts were most probably presented because of her talk with Angela. She would never think of these things…
Booth was standing behind Bones. She looked so beautiful to him. He saw her in a different light this time. He had been thinking about her a lot.
When she was standing there like this, smiling, he felt like kneeling down and starting to sing some silly love song to her like some stupid Cyrano. He could not help it. Was it possible for him to admire her so much? Well he was a gentleman, sure, but she was not the type of woman that needed romantic dates and sweet presents. Well… actually… he caught himself thinking about it. He's been taking her to romantic places, to have dinner together, or breakfast, he has been giving her small present all the time… but of course it was just because he cared about his friend and partner.
Yeah, that was surely the reason. Not the smile she was giving him as the thank you appeared in her eyes. Booth was not sure where it all had appeared from in his mind… but he was sure that it would cause him troubles soon. But maybe Bones would be okay with some sweet romantic gesture… She was a strong and independent woman, yeah, but she was still a woman. And women wanted and needed to be at least sometimes treated like queens. Right?
He could see it. He would give her a bouquet of her favorite flavors, take her to some nice romantic restaurant, they would go dancing, and he would take her to a night tour in some museum or something like that… just to make her smile.
He had it bad for her. He should stop being a coward… He wanted to do something. He needed to do something. He just needed to wait for the right moment… and he would need something unique because with Bones, things were never simple. Thank God for that…
During the walk they were discussing minor things like the weather and things that had happened to them during the day, smiling at each other all the time, completely oblivious to all the people around them. Booth had his arm around her shoulders all the time. She was not complaining.
She could tell him to back off. She could tell him to stop being the stupid alpha male. She could tell him that she was not his. She could tell him that having his arm around her shoulders could be easily misinterpreted as a gesture of a romantic couple… But she was silent. And she was smiling. And he was no fool to try his luck by saying something about the situation… He would surely not tease her about this.
He liked it. She liked it. And that was all that mattered.
The walk to the wall by the castle of Vyšehrad took them a long time. It was not far away but they have been walking very slowly, watching the nature around them, watching people, stuff like that. They were observing the life around them. Well at least they both thought so. But the truth was that Booth had been watching Bones all the time. But when she turned her head to look into his eyes he pretended to watch something ahead of him. And sometimes she was watching him and in the time when he wanted to meet her eyes she turned her head into the other direction. They just could not let the other know…
It was actually cute. They both felt like teenagers on a first date. And that was really ridiculous. They both knew that.
They reached the wall after some time. They found a nice place out there. They could see the river from there and some sort of a hill and trams and cars, simply they could see a quiet part of the city. Bones was closer to the wall, Booth was standing behind her. She looked so relaxed. And he had to fight with a very strong urge to spin her around, lock her in his arms and kiss her senseless.
Bones was trying not to panic. Booth was getting closer to her, she could feel him. She put her hands on the wall to lean on it, but she did not expect him to do the same. So now he was standing behind her, with his hands placed next to hers.
He was talking so quietly that it was almost a whispering.
"Do you like it here, Bones?"
He could see how tense she had been. But after a minute or so she seemed to be more relaxed. She took several deep breaths.
Bones turned her head to look at him. He was smiling. And she smiled back. What else could she possibly do?
"Yes, I do. This city has some very nice areas."
"I agree."
"The history is here on every step and yet the city is new and full of life. It has something…"
"And again I can just agree with you."
"And what about you? Do you like what you see?"
She was aware of the double meaning in the sentence. She wanted to know the answer. He fixed his eyes on her face. And his eyes were suddenly darker. She pretended that she didn't notice.
"Yeah, I do. Actually I like it very much."
And she knew he was not referring to the city.
He knew that she knew.
Bones turned back. She could not say why but she leaned back. Booth saw her and he moved even closer to her. She was leaning with her back against his chest and the feeling was so new to both of them that they could not think straight for some time. But they felt good. They were tense for some time, but relaxed very soon.
To other people they looked like a couple being at a romantic place together, having a date perhaps.
Who took the first step into the loving embrace? They did not know. They did not care.
Bones closed her eyes. She tried to listen to her friend's advice. She was supposed to feel and not to think. She was trying to imagine how it would feel if he would start whispering some sweet nonsense into her ear, if he would caress her cheek, if he would dare to kiss her hair… She wanted him to try to do something. She was not sure about herself. But maybe if he would do something… Maybe the whole thing would be easier for her then…
Booth was thinking about all the possible courses of action he could take right in that moment. His mind was not really working because he has been under the influence of the beautiful woman in his arms.
After some time he dared to put one of his arms around her chest to bring her closer. She was not complaining. He was glad. His body was reacting to her proximity. But after all those years he had developed a technique how to resist the urge to do something about it.
He leaned a bit closer to whisper something into her ear. She could feel him doing so. She was waiting for some sort of action from his side. Something like an act of seduction for example. But he was just teasing her with his proximity and scent. She would even allow him to be the alpha male this time. Some primal instincts in her were kicking in and she could hardly resist them. She took a deep breath but it was not exactly helping. She mentally scolded herself for being so weak. But then she almost immediately corrected herself. She was not weak. She was in need. And he would surely satisfy her in every possible manner.
Bones was slowly losing it. She was afraid that Booth would sense it. He had some sort of the non-existent sixth sense for these things. And she did not want to do anything stupid.
Was this the perfect moment for making the first important step? Was she supposed to do something now?
"You know, there are some legends about this place."
"That doesn't surprise me. It is usual for places like this one is."
"Do you want me to tell you?"
She was surprised. A lot. She nodded. That was all.
The moment was lost, yeah. But she was grateful. Maybe it would be even more interesting now. This was not the right moment for doing anything. This moment was perfect like this and anything else would spoil it. She was not willing to risk it. She could not.
Booth could consider him as a very lucky guy. The amazing and very complicated woman he cared so much about has been safe in his arms, waiting for him to tell him some stories. Could he want more? Yes, of course. But no, not now.
He took some deep breaths because otherwise he would do something that would be later considered as a very stupid thing. This was not the right time for any of those things that had been running through his mind for some time now.
Bones wanted to hear some stories. And it was his idea. So he would tell her some stories…
"So the first story is about a duchess. Don't make me say her name, please."
She chuckled at this comment.
"It's okay. No names needed if you do not know how to pronounce them."
"Geez thanks for the confidence, Bones."
"Come on, tell me the story."
"So it is a story about a duchess. Her father liked this place a lot. The castle has been built on his order. He had three daughters. One of them was this duchess. She was the smartest one. After the death of her father she got to sit on the ducal seat. Somewhere nearby used to be a small grove where pagans used to gather together to talk and celebrate their feasts. One of those trees was used for the ducal seat. The duchess was a wise woman. Her people loved her. And yet she has chosen herself a husband. He was a ploughman. She wanted him to rule the country with her by his side. She thought that it would be wise if the country would be ruled by a man."
Bones was listening to him. So far the story was nothing much. But the comment about a man ruling the country was nothing she could just ignore.
She was about to say something.
"Bones don't say anything about marriage and all the archaic stuff, okay? It is just a myth."
She sort of elbowed him into his ribs. But she was smiling. Of course she wanted to say something. And of course he knew.
"Can I continue or are you going to hurt me?"
"You can continue. Right now I am not going to hurt you."
"Great…"
They were both amused. This felt too good.
"The Czech people loved them. They were wise and kind. And the country was prospering. By the order of the duchess and her husband parts of all the treasures had been gathered together. They were taken to this castle, to its dungeon. The legend says that there was a great and furious lion with twelve lion's cubs guarding it down there. The rock would freely relieve all them in time when the Czech country would be in troubles and in need of a great help."
"This part is nice. You think they really believed in that?"
"I am not sure but maybe… They needed something to believe in."
"I like it… In this legend there is no dragon, there is a lion. What happened then?"
"Well the couple had a baby. It was a boy. His crib was made of gold. When he grew up the crib had been thrown into the river. The duchess had a vision about it. It said that the crib would appear in time when the Czech people would need it to help them with raising up a new good king. And the duchess´ vision was right. The next boy who got to use the crib was Charles IV. who was loved by the Czech people. They call him even now the father of the homeland."
"This is ridiculous but you know that, right?"
"Bones if you see it logically then this can be the truth. There could be a golden crib. And the crib could be thrown down to the river. And somebody could have picked it up and it could be used for the next king."
"Okay. But still… it is very unlikely."
"But it is a myth, Bones."
"I know… So how this one ends?"
"Well the duchess died while sleeping in her golden bed. The legend says that all the Czech people have been crying and the land has been sad. One of the greatest singers from that time was singing sad songs somewhere around here. He missed the duchess a lot. And the sorrow made this rock to break. And because of that the bed with the dead duchess fell down deep into its bosom. And she has been down there ever since, in her white robe, sleeping the everlasting sleep, dreaming about the beloved country, with her hair outspread around her head."
Bones was quiet for some time. Booth was not sure about the reason why. Was she thinking about the myth? Was she thinking about something else? Stupid question, she was always thinking about something. But what was it now?
She turned her head and looked into his eyes.
"Czech people wanted to see her as a symbol of the good times. She meant a lot to them. This myth is a tribute to a good woman. So I think I like it."
"Bones what are you not telling me?"
"That it would be stupid in case the whole point would be about her husband. I like it this way."
Booth had to smile. She was incredible.
Bones was smiling too. Did she like the myth? Or was she just incredibly content because of their current situation? She was not sure.
"Where did you learn this?"
"When Petr suggested this place I did my googleing. But I am surely missing a lot, sorry about that. Petr told me that there were some really nice myths about this place and that the history was kind of interesting."
"But you can't remember, can you?"
"Well, no, not really. I know only this myth about the duchess. Sorry Bones."
"Well there is a lot about this place on the internet, Booth. We can find it and read it. And maybe if you ask Petr very nicely he might be able to translate some things for us, hm?"
"Yeah, that is a good idea."
"And we might even find those other myths."
Booth hugged her closer to his body. She smiled at him. It was not dangerous anymore to be standing like this. It was actually very nice.
"Do you want to take a walk?"
"Sure."
She was really happy about that suggestion. Taking a walk with Booth sounded nice. She could enjoy this romantic part of the trip after all. And he offered her his arm. She took it. It was nice to be treated like a lady. Usually she would be complaining all the time but she decided to allow him to be the gentleman. And yeah, she needed it too. And she was sure that nothing of this would ever happen again back home. It was like being in Prague has given them the privilege to act like this.
She was hoping that he would take her somewhere with a good view over the city or something like that. She would gladly spend some nice moments alone with him again, watching Prague.
Booth knew that this afternoon could be considered as a very important one for both of them. And he did not want to screw it. He was so glad that she has been so nice to him whole afternoon, letting him to be so close. She was letting him to be the gentleman, to be the alpha male. Did she like it?
He was disturbed from his thinking by a sudden question.
"Booth where are we going?"
"To the cemetery, Bones, to the cemetery."
She was surprised. A cemetery? Could that be considered as a place where a guy should be taking a woman? She was not really sure. But she trusted him. So she did not care.
Booth knew that it sounded stupid. But he could not help it. They were really heading to the cemetery.
They reached the cemetery. It looked beautiful. From what they knew some really important Czechs were buried there. Bones was smiling broadly because the cemetery was beautiful and it was telling her a lot about the people. It was an amazing place. And Booth looked happy too, who could tell why…
They spent about one hour there. Looking at the gravestones, trying to guess who had been buried there. It was actually a bit funny. And besides that the place was really quiet. Sometimes during the walk Bones grabbed Booth's hand. He was hesitating at first but then he tried to interlace his fingers with hers. And she let him. His heart skipped a beat when she smiled at him.
The only thing missing there was the right moment. And they did not know about it, but they both had been waiting for it.
They were either silent or talking about some really not important things, enjoying the walk.
When Bren's stomach growled she blushed. But Booth told her that it was okay. He was hungry too.
He knew which way to take to find the right path. And then it was easy to reach the main road and get to the area where their hotel had been.
They were walking by the river. It was nice. Really. And they were walking through some narrow streets. That was nice as well. The city was just gorgeous.
They found a book store. Bones suddenly felt guilty. She wanted to talk to him about the book. But somehow she could not make herself to do it. She just couldn't. Not now. Maybe later.
But now they were standing together in front of a huge book store. She noticed that there was a cafeteria nearby. And from the sign by the entrance it looked like there would be some author's reading of some book. The book was called "Sparkles in your eyes put the stars to shame".
Booth could sense that something has happened. He did not know what but he was sure that there has been something. Bones was staring at something in the book store.
"What kind of a stupid title is that?"
"What?"
He read it too.
"You think it is stupid, Bones?"
"Yes. Books should have some real names. Something that will tell you something about the book. What is this supposed to mean?"
"Just take a look. At first it is a poetry, Bones. And they usually have poetic names. And this one is poetic."
"You think the name has a meaning?"
"Yes, of course. Sparkles in your eyes put the stars to shame. It is a very nice love quote."
"I honestly don't know what that means."
"Sure you don't… Look at it this way. When you look into somebody's eyes you can either see just average eyes or you can see something more in them. When you try you can see emotions playing in them, you can see how they change their color and sometimes you can see a sparkle in them. So telling somebody that sparkles in their eyes put the stars to shame is a very nice declaration of some deep feelings or at least some sort of an admiration."
He knew that he had made a mistake. He revealed too much from his own heart. But he was determined not to back off so he would not do that. No matter how much he was afraid. She was obviously thinking about it.
"It is not possible for sparkles to be in somebody's eyes."
Of course she would say that. But was she really that oblivious or was it just a posture? He was not sure anymore.
"Not literally. Okay… try it this way. For example Angela, okay? When you look into her eyes when she is just eating her lunch, what can you see? Just her eyes. But when you look into her eyes when she is in pain or hurting, what can you see? I tell you. You see those emotions there. And we both know that science cannot explain that. And we both know that you know right now what this all mean so do not try to say anything else. And then when Angela is truly happy, enjoying herself, what can you see in her eyes, Bones? You can see a sparkle there. Her eyes can tell you how happy she is."
"Are you using your training in reading body languages and non verbal signs to prove to me that the name of the book has a deep meaning?"
"Yes. No. Wait, I am not sure… Am I?"
"Come on!"
She did not look pleased. He looked into her eyes. Deeply.
"I will try it again, Bones. Right now I can say from the way you look that you are confused. And that you are afraid of something. And I know that when I move closer your eyes would change."
And she was not really surprised when he really moved closer to her. And truth to be told she was really afraid. This was new to her. He stopped just a step from her. His eyes were searching hers. Her mind stopped working and she was lost. Her heart was pounding too quickly in her chest.
"And now I can see that you are curious. You are trying to read in my own eyes what intentions I have with you. You do not even realize it but you are really doing so. And when I lean closer your eyes will change again. There will be something else in them, something that you can consider as dangerous and yet thrilling. Should I move closer, Bones?"
She wanted to scream. She could see it all in his eyes. He was curious as well. He was challenging her and she desperately wanted to accept the challenge.
They were standing so dangerously close to each other that they both needed all the strength they could muster to resist the temptation. The situation was calling for a kiss. But it was too soon for both of them. They knew. And yet they liked playing with the fire. And was it really too soon? And maybe if they would kiss now they could be blaming the challenge later… it could have been considered as an experiment, right? They both had the same thoughts in their minds. But they could not do it. Not now. Or could they?
When Bones was about to close her yes and kiss him she realized something. He had sparkles in his eyes. He had been right all the time. She did not need any experiment to blame. She needed to kiss him.
Booth knew that she had understood. And he could see her lips parting just a little bit. He could see the lust in her eyes, the craving for the kiss. But could he take advantage of her like that? She wanted it as much as he did. It would be okay…
Because of all the thinking the moment was lost. Rush sounds of the city brought them back to the reality.
She stepped back, away from him.
"I am willing to accept your explanation."
"Okay…"
He knew that she was not planning on saying more. But he promised himself that one day he would show her the truth… He would make her accept the fact that she had sparkles in her eyes… One day…
When they had been walking again she suddenly turned her head to look directly at him.
"Maybe you were trying to defend the book only because of some sort of a sympathy you might be feeling, Sparks."
"What?"
She was smiling. She was almost laughing. His look was priceless. She knew he wanted to know how she ended up knowing the nickname. But she decided to torture him for a tiny little moment.
"I mean that maybe you feel some sympathies for things involving sparkles."
He was staring at her, not knowing what to say. She looked amused! That was unbelievable! She had almost devilish look upon her face.
"Bones how much do you know?"
"Not much I guess."
And suddenly she was laughing.
"Did you really set the whole Christmas decoration on fire?"
"Bones!"
"What? You were playing with a fire-cracker and you managed to set the Christmas decoration on fire. And even more, you somehow managed to catch fire with your sleeve! That is really… amazing. I did not know you were so talented."
She was making fun of him. He knew. And she was laughing. God help him…
"Fine Bones, you're having fun? Nice…"
He looked offended. He was hoping that nobody would tell her this. But of course either Karolína or Petr told her. What could he expect?
He was not really happy about this. But she was laughing. And the sound was a very nice one. She walked back to him and caressed his cheek with her hand. It was just one second but he would remember it forever. She was actually trying to say sorry or what… This woman would be his death one day.
"I am sorry for making fun of you, Booth. But I am just trying to imagine you with the burning sleeve in a room with the decoration being burned in the same time."
And that was it. She was laughing again. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.
"Okay okay, I know it is amusing. But I was a young!"
"Well not that young… I would understand if Parker would do this… but you…"
"Geez thanks, Bones."
He wanted to be angry with her. But he couldn't. She was smiling at him so genuinely. After a minute his face was a smiling one as well.
"You do not have to try to imagine it, Bones."
"Why not?"
"Because my dear genius I have a video record…"
He was smiling at her in the same manner she was smiling at him. She pinched his cheek.
"I can´t wait to see it, Sparks."
She was amused but he was annoyed. Only a bit but still. They were walking again, next to each other.
They were both thinking about things they needed to discuss. And they were both waiting for the right moment to do something about their current situation. And yet they couldn't do anything so far. Every moment was a nice one and they did not want to spoil it with trying to do something… And the waiting was worth it. And all the fun as well. And yeah, this was fun.
Booth put his arm around her shoulders again. They were walking again, towards the hotel. And he was trying to tell her the whole story from his point of view. It took him some time before he was able to make her promise not to tell anybody else and not to call him Sparks.
They were bickering about it. He had a nickname for her, so she wanted him to have one as well. But he was strictly against it… she did not know why.
They had almost arrived at the hotel when Booth noticed a Chinese restaurant. They stopped by that place. They were lucky because this one had the menu in English. So they ordered some take-out, happy that they had found something to eat.
Bones was getting cold during the walk back to the hotel. She had her jacket but she was still cold. Booth offered her his jacket but she refused. He said please and she could not say no anymore. His pleading eyes full of concern made her to take the jacket. And yeah, of course she was suddenly feeling warmer, possibly because it was also smelling like Booth.
Booth was glad that Bones stopped arguing with him. She needed the jacket. He was trying to think of his grandmother at that time because suddenly he could see Bones wearing only the jacket. It was killing him. But he would gladly die with that view… He needed to get a grip and his grandmother was helping…
When they were in the hotel Bones was not sure about which course of action she should be taking. So she asked him about the dinner.
"Well you can come into my room if you want? Or we can go to yours."
She did not know why but she wanted to be in his room. So they went there.
Bones left her jacket at the chair by the table. She took off her shoes as well. Booth did the same. This was nothing new for them. They were already used to that. He took some plates and forks and they sat down together on the carpet by one of the huge windows to enjoy their meal together.
Bones was not able to concentrate on the food at all. It was her mother's birthday anniversary. And she couldn't chase it out of her head. That was the reason why she wanted to stay at the cemetery for so long. She stopped by every gravestone, thinking about those people. Did they have families? Did they have kids mourning them every single day? Stuff like that was running through her head. She felt so lonely. But then Booth said something and she made herself think about him and enjoy the time with him…
Booth was able to distract her all the time so she was not thinking about her mother at all. But now, sitting on the carpet, she could not stop thinking about it. Another year was gone. Another year without her beloved mother. She was trying so hard to act like an adult. But every year she felt like a small girl again. She was missing her mom terribly. And there were not many people who knew. One of them was sitting on the carpet with her, watching her, making sure that she was safe and happy.
Booth knew that Bones had a rough day. It was her mother's birthday after all. Yeah, she was a grown woman, she should be able to handle such a day. But he knew how hard this had been on her. He was trying to be with her every year. It looked like she did not need him anymore… but then she asked him to take her along and he realized one thing. She needed to be with him because she could not make it through this day alone, not anymore.
She looked so happy and content here in Prague. She looked like she has been enjoying herself. That was good. Otherwise Angela would surely make him suffer. A lot.
Booth had been trying to make her feel better the whole day, trying to make her forget about the sad anniversary and maybe he was a bit successful after all. But now Bones looked so vulnerable and unsure again. Like the scared little girl she once used to be.
Booth wanted to take Bones into his arms but he knew better than that. She would come to him as soon as she would be ready.
He would never admit that out loud but he was hoping that the time would come soon. He needed to hold her as much as she needed to be in his arms. He simply knew that.
When they were finished with the meal Booth looked at Bones. She was hesitating with the "let's go back to my room" part of the evening. And he could understand. And he was grateful.
"You wanna stay and try to watch the Czech TV with me, Bones?"
She smiled at him. She was grateful that he offered this. She did not want to go back to her room but she was too afraid and too proud to ask for the permission to stay.
They sat down together onto the couch in Booth's room. He noticed that Bones had been shivering so he took a blanket to cover her with it. She just smiled at him. He turned on the TV. He could not understand those programs at all. Czech language sounded really funny to him. Sometimes he was trying to say some words but he felt like a complete idiot then. Bones was chuckling all the time. He looked cute. She was not sure if he was doing that to make her smile or not. But most probably he just wanted to try it…
She wanted to snuggle up to him, make him to hold her in his arms. But her pride stopped her. She wanted to learn how to survive this day alone again, not being more and more addicted to Booth's presence.
But then Booth looked at her. He moved his arm to give her space to snuggle closer. She was hesitating.
"Come on Bones, come here…"
And his voice was not leaving her any other option than to snuggle closer. He was smiling at her for some time and then she moved closer. She looked shy.
"That's my girl. And don't say anything."
She had to chuckle.
She was sitting there with him and he was caressing her arm through the blanket. They were smiling. A lot. It felt so good to be like that. And it felt natural.
Bones tried to focus on the Czech documentary that has been on the TV. She needed that. She could not be staring at Booth all the time, wondering, thinking…
When the funny Czech program was in the middle Bren's phone started to beep. Booth turned off the TV to give her some privacy to talk. But to his surprise she was not going to pick it up. It was not an incoming call.
"Who was it?"
"Nobody. I set up an alarm."
"For this hour? Why?"
"Well we need to take care of your wound."
As soon as he heard that he was short of breathless. He could not allow her to do that. No way. He had his reasons. And this was not a good time for discussing them.
"No, we don't, Bones. I can do it myself. Later."
He knew that this would not work… he knew that. But at least he tried. But she would surely not allow him to do it himself.
"No, you cannot. You can't reach there. You need help."
Of course he needed help. But somehow he could not let her to do it. He could remember her scared eyes from the hospital. The idea of her undressing him and taking care of him was not really a bad one, but it was not a good one either. He could not explain it. He just felt that this would go wrong.
He wanted to argue but she was faster.
"Booth, do not be a child, please. You need somebody to help you with that. And I am more than qualified to do so. And because I have already seen you naked you do not have to feel shy in front of me or anything like that."
"I am not shy, Bones!"
"No, you are surely not. Now will you let me help you?"
"Bones did Angela told you to act like this to achieve what you want?"
"I do not know what that means, Booth."
"Oh yeah… telling me the no, you are surely not shy… just to make me to agree with you? That is not very nice, Bones."
"I think it is nice that I want to help you."
"You know, there is a punishment for trying this on me…"
She was a bit afraid of him now. She could not be sure about him… what was he planning on doing? She could sense that something was about to happen. And suddenly Booth got up from the couch and moved dangerously closer to her. He had such a mischievous look upon his face… she could not place it.
And then with one swift motion he managed to take her to the ground with him. He was trying to tickle her. She was laughing and screaming, trying to get rid of him. But she was not lucky. He was enjoying the situation. And after some time she could enjoy it as well. It was playful and so childish…
"I know you are trying to make me forget about the issue, Booth, but it is not going to work."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
He was smiling at her and she could not be sure about what would happen. He was dangerously close to her. And the tickling match was suddenly a gentle wrestling one. Well more like a gentle fight for the dominance. And very soon Bones was pinning Booth to the ground, grinning at him.
"I am going to help you with the plaster, whether you like it or not."
"I don't think so, Bones."
And with one swift motion he turned them over. He was pinning her to the ground once again. And she was desperate this time. She decided to use some powerful women's weapon. She locked her legs around him and brought him closer to her. He did not see that coming. He was blushing. He did not know what to do. His mind kept screaming at him to kiss her and yet in the same time the same mind was telling him "you pervert"…
And they were both surprised when his phone rang. The moment was gone. Again. After some time Bones let him go. He was breathing heavily. The woman was incredible.
He did not notice that she walked away from his room.
She went for the medical stuff. She had those in her room. And she needed some space to breath. Her body was responding to Booth´s and she was afraid that he would notice.
When she came back to Booth's room he was standing by the window next to his bed. He was talking to somebody. It was Caroline but Bones did not know that.
Bones was sure that there was one thing that would make him feel uneasy and obey her wishes… she was just determined to help him with the plaster. So she was not really hesitating…
"Seeley Booth you will stop fighting with me right now! You will take off your shirt and get to the bed. Did I make myself clear enough?"
She knew that Angela would be proud of her. This could be considered as being an alpha woman.
And she knew that Booth would feel uncomfortable. But when she saw him swallow and look directly into her eyes, she was taken by surprise. He had some strange sort of a hunger in them. Maybe it was lust. Well she achieved her goal. He was listening to her… But…
And she would never admit it but it felt good to say those sentences. It felt too good. She could see the effect her words had on him. Poor Booth.
Booth could barely hear Caroline saying "I will call later, Cherie, have fun" because he could focus only on Bones.
Bones was standing there and she has never looked hotter to him. And the worst thing was that she knew what she has been doing to him by being like this.
Oh yeah, she knew.
He sat down to the bed.
"You know Bones, you look really hot while being so bossy in the bedroom. I think I like it…"
She needed to swallow this time. She started this dangerous game, she knew. But if he was planning on playing along then she would need some help very soon.
She was staring at him because he began with undoing the buttons on his shirt.
And he never broke the eye contact while doing so.
She stumbled on the carpet when she tried to move closer to him. All the things from her hands fell down to the ground.
This evening would be really interesting. They knew…
So yeah, here we are… =o)
Now some things are clear – so what do you think?
Now about links… I am not sure that there are those Czech legends on the internet somewhere… So far I was not really lucky. So – the duchess was called LIBUŠE and her husband PŘEMYSL. We call him PŘEMYSL ORÁČ (oráč means ploughman)… I will try to find some links, I promise. All these legends are in a book called STARÉ POVĚSTI ČESKÉ, it is from ALOIS JIRÁSEK – maybe you will be lucky and find it somewhere in other languages than Czech… I found only one of those legends – h*t*t*p*:*/*/*w*w*w*.*f*i*n*i*t*e*s*i*t*e*.*c*o*m*/*d*a*n*d*e*l*i*o*n*/*D*I*V*V*A*L*.*h*t*m
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And some links with pictures… =o)
The place is called VYŠEHRAD… and yeah, I love it there… so sorry about so many pictures =o)
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Okay and about the travel around the river… in Prague you can walk along the river through the city (more or less)… I found the page only in Czech – h*t*t*p*:*/*/*c*s*.*w*i*k*i*p*e*d*i*a*.*o*r*g*/*w*i*k*i*/*V*l*t*a*v*s*k*%*C*3*%*A*1*_*n*%*C*3*%*A*1*b*%*C*5*%*9*9*e*%*C*5*%*B*E*%*C*3*%*A*D*_*v*_*P*r*a*z*e but names of those places are there. We call them NÁBŘEŽÍ which is embankment or maybe a bay… I am not sure how exactly to translate it. If you take the picture of Prague and you see the river – then these paths are usually on both sides of the river, both on the left and on the right and they have different names… If you are interested in more, let me know =o)
That is all for now I think… and yeah, you know how it works with those stupid stars… sorry… I hate them too…