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"Bones?" Booth shut the door and walked through the living room. There was no sign of her. He knew she hadn't left. Her car was still here, and besides, if her playful demeanor this morning was any indication, she wasn't about to run.

He sat the bags and the cups of coffee on the table, and continued to search. "Bones?" He paused in the bedroom doorway and smiled. She was sound asleep, on her side, her right arm curled up on the pillow beside her face. Booth walked around to the other side of the bed, kicked off his shoes, and gently climbed in beside her.

He knew he should probably let her sleep, but... He brushed her hair back and softly planted a kiss on the back of her neck. She sighed in her sleep, unconciously dropping her head to allow him access. He continued to rain kisses on her skin, making it to her throat, then continuing on towards her shoulder.

Brennan slowly became aware of the sensations spreading through her body. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to face him. Booth captured her lips with his. She turned her body towards him, never breaking the kiss. His hands roamed her body, and she moaned, pressing closer to him. She reached for him, reaching under his shirt and running her hands over his chest. His breath caught as he felt the heat spread through his body at her touch. No woman had ever made him feel like this. Just one touch, one kiss, and he was lost.

He broke the kiss briefly, struggling out of his clothes, then lay back down on the bed, pulling her to him.

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"Now we really should get up." Brennan's words were slightly muffled. She was lying on her stomach, her face resting on the pillow. Booth was on his side beside her, lightly running his hands over her back.

Booth smiled. Despite her words, she made no move to get up.

"What time is it, anyway?"

Booth looked over at the clock on the nightstand. "11:14."

"What?!" Brennan rolled over quickly and sat up, nearly knocking Booth off the bed in the process.

"Hey, Bones, take it easy! I told you..."

"I know. Sunday. No rules. I get it, but still..." She clutched the sheet around her, climbed out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom.

"Bones..."

"I'm just going to take a shower."

Booth sat up quickly. "I'd be happy to help you out with that!"

"No!" She sounded slightly panicked. "I'd never get finished!"

Booth laughed as she closed the door behind her. She was the most incredible woman he had ever known, and to tell the truth, he'd known quite a few, but no one had ever affected him like she did. He shook his head and quickly got dressed, then walked out to the kitchen, humming.

Brennan closed her eyes and let the water run over her, replaying the night over and over again in her mind. She had never been with anyone who made her feel like Booth did. With just one touch, she was his, and that, she knew, was going to get her into trouble. Oh, well. She was tired of playing it safe, tired of being alone. For once in her life, she was going to enjoy herself, and not let her fears and doubts get in the way. She had tried that with Sully, but it hadn't worked out. Of course, if she wanted to be honest, that was because Sully wasn't...well, he wasn't Booth.

She stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She dressed quickly, and ran a comb through her hair. Taking a deep breath, she started towards the kitchen.

Booth looked up as she walked in, his eyes slowly roaming over her body. Dressed in jeans and a tank top, her hair loose and falling over her shoulders, she looked totally relaxed, and sexy as hell.

She stopped and stared at him. "What on earth are you doing?"

He shrugged. "Making breakfast."

"Booth, it's 11:45!"

He grinned sheepishly. "Well, okay, then I'm making brunch."

She shook her head at the huge display of food before her. Pancakes, eggs, fresh fruit. Even bagels and muffins. "Booth, there's enough food here for a week!"

He just smiled, and motioned for her to sit down. Brennan sighed, rolled her eyes, and sat.