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His eyes boring into Brennan, Booth felt his tongue lick his lips in anticipation, "Are you sure you want to do this? It's been a long day and I know you're probably tired. We can do this tomorrow."
Reaching over and placing her hand on Booth's arm, Brennan smiled, "It's alright, Booth. A promise is a promise. We've been trying to do this for the last three days, but our case interfered with our plans and I know you were disappointed. Tomorrow is Saturday, our case is over and I don't have anything else planned. We can take our time and enjoy ourselves."
Pleased, Booth hopped out of his SUV, ran around to the passenger side before Brennan could get out of the truck, opened the door and offered his hand.
A little annoyed, Brennan took his hand and slid out of the truck. "I'm not handicapped Booth. I'm perfectly capable of opening a door and getting out of the truck unaided."
Once Brennan was clear of the passenger door, Booth closed it and smiled, "Hey, this is all part of it, Bones. We're celebrating our first anniversary together and I want to do it right. That means you need to let me be a gentleman at least this once."
Her hand capturing Booth's hand, Brennan frowned, "You're always a gentleman, Booth. It's part of who you are."
His eyes twinkling, Booth tucked Brennan's arm around his, "Tonight we're eating at a really nice restaurant, we're going to dance until we can't dance anymore and then we're going home and we're going to make love until we're too tired to move. This is our night Bones and I want you to be happy because I sure am."
Chuckling, Brennan allowed Booth to lead her into the restaurant, "I am happy, Booth. You always make me happy.
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