This is almost it! And I'm betting this is more what you were all expecting in the 'Club' chapter )
Chapter 29—Rock n' Roll
Brennan had been waiting for this day for over a year. It was the day Cam was finally leaving, and she wanted to jump up and down screaming. Not that she would, of course, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to hold her composure as the day wore on.
She had opted out of going to Cam's going-away party, and instead went straight home to celebrate alone. Her plans were interrupted, however, by Booth's arrival to drag her to the party. "But Booth, I'm working on my next book! I've got a chapter due in the morning, see?" she grabbed her laptop, trying to make it look like she had been working rather than enjoying a glass of wine.
"I'm sure you do, Bones, but I also know you finished that chapter on Monday and already sent it in. Now let's go. It'll be the last time you have to be nice to her, I promise," he refused to go to the party without her, knowing Cam would ask him again to go with her to California. "Please, Bones?" he almost begged, giving her his patented puppy dog eyes, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist him.
"Fine, fine," she said the minute he pulled out the puppy dog eyes, knowing he was irresistible when he used them on her. "Give me a minute to go change, and then we can go."
Leaving her apartment less than 5 minutes later, Booth allowed himself a moment to stare at her casually-dressed body, in fitted jeans and a tight t-shirt that showed all her assets. What seemed like minutes later, they arrived at the club.
"I thought the party would be at the Jeffersonian or something, not some random club!" she exclaimed, surprised to see where Booth had pulled up.
"Blame it on Angela, but the music is supposed to be awesome--a nice mix of rock and dance. And I'll only make you stay until 11; then I'll take you home if you want."
"I'm going to hold you to that promise. Now let's get this over with."
Within minutes of joining the party, Booth dragged Brennan onto the dance floor, both of them trying to avoid Cam and the glares she was sending their way every few seconds. Hours later, they were still dancing, having completely forgotten they were there to say goodbye to Cam, and instead losing themselves in the close proximity of the other.
As the song switched to a slower one, Booth pulled Brennan close, wrapping his arms around her waist as she laid her head on his shoulder. Completely oblivious to Cam's glares and the people around them, Booth lilted her face up, and kissed her gently on the lips.
The kiss was completely pure, barely a brushing of the lips, but both could feel fireworks going off in their bodies. The purity of the kiss quickly gave way to the heat and passion that had been simmering between the partners for the last two years. She pulled his face lower, deepening the kiss as they continued to move on the dance floor, their bodies and tongues conversing in ways they never expected.
As she sucked and teased his lower lip, she could feel his body responding to her, his hands slipping lower onto her ass, and pulling her body impossibly closer to his. Pulling away from her fantastic mouth, he moved his lips to her ear, whispering huskily, "It's after 11. You still want to get out of here?"
Her voice was deep with desire, her eyes shining with lust. "Take me home?" she asked seductively, her hand falling from his bicep to his ass, giving it a light squeeze as he turned and all but dragged her off the dance floor and out of the club.
Trying to keep their hands off each other long enough to get back to her apartment, neither bothered to say goodbye to Cam or the squints, who stared after them in a stunned silence, a wide grin across Angela's face.
