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A/n: Daily update!! Yay, new Bones tmw and I will try very hard to update with the epilogue for Breaking All the Rules in honor of it. Meanwhile, by popular demand, companion piece to Chapter 31 (Dirty Little Secret). Enjoy!
Sexy Dirty Thoughts
She was annoyingly casual all throughout dinner and he was a fucking mess.
She had done it on purpose, Booth was sure. Just to rattle him, just to mess with him. Just to leave him hot and bothered and with no way out.
It wasn't fair. She should not be able to unhinge him with two carelessly delivered sentences. But that was exactly what she'd done.
He saw her eyes trail over him, lingering on his holster and a tiny smirk settled on her kissable lips. Damn. Her. Oh, he was so not going to take this.
"You know, Bones, I don't think it's fair that you get to avoid the gun range when I can't avoid the lab," Booth observed mildly as he escorted her out of the casual Italian restaurant.
"What?" she asked, frowning in confusion and walking right into the trap.
"Yeah, Bones," he drawled lazily, crowding her just a little against the side of the SUV. "You see, the lab coat, the million dollar words, the freaking forensic platform … it's all so, so fucking hot."
Her eyes went wide and he shrugged a shoulder, giving her back some of her personal space.
"I'd rather not spend my day thinking about sex either," he continued as nonchalantly as possible. "But you and your little blue lab coat and your squinty science talk that I can't possibly understand ... always makes me think sexy, dirty thoughts, Bones."
She was dazed as he whispered in her ear, "So, if I have to spend my days thinking about what it would be like to fuck you senseless in that lab, you can spend a few hours a week at the range with me and think about what it would be like to fuck me senseless right then and there."
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