The drive to Brennan's apartment was quiet. Part of it was awkwardness, part of it was anticipation, and part of it was that they just didn't know what to say. Booth drove quietly, his focus on the road for the most part, though he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, you okay?"

"I'm fine." She nodded, her eyes falling to his hand as it sit tapping on his leg, and then up to his face. "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay." He nodded. "I just thought of something though."

"What is that?"

"We have to meet with Sweets tomorrow."

"Right." She nodded.

"It's not going to be a big deal for you, is it?"

"We meet with Sweets every week, Booth."

"Yes… but it's not every week that you and I are sleeping together."

"I wouldn't classify what we have been doing together as… sleeping, exactly."

"You know what I mean." He said, giving her a faux glare that she simply smiled to herself about. "What would you define what we've been doing?"

She turned her head and looked at him, noticing that he had pulled into one of the parking spaces for guests to her building. "I feel like you're trying to trick me."

"Are you saying that you don't trust me?" He asked, his voice serious for once. She could tell that he wasn't joking around.

"Of course I trust you, why would you even ask a question like that?" She asked, her tone quite defensive as she knit her brows in frustration. "I was just saying, that it sounds like you're trying to catch me saying something about our time together that you would disapprove of… just in case I am not taking our time together seriously."

"Do you think about things before you say them, Bones?" He asked, watching her eyes narrow.

"I am always thinking." She said, sighing.

"Then tell me… tell me what you think we were doing in that cabin."

"We were…having…" She watched his facial expression remain blank, his eyes were doing the daring, but his face remained completely blank as he watched her flounder for only a fraction of a second. "I think… I believe, and I felt… like I've never felt before when I was making love to you, Booth."

"When we were making love together." He whispered.

"Yes." She nodded. "When we were sharing our love for one another… together. Booth, I love you." She said in a voice soft and vulnerable.

"You don't sound confident when you say it. You always sound confident, and when you say that… you don't sound like you know it to be true."

"Booth."

"I'm not saying it's bad." He replied, his voice softening, his hand finding hers in the darkness of the car. "I'm just saying that I'm not used to it… and that is kind of scary for me."

"I'm not running from it, Booth. Where would I go? I invited you to my place tonight."

"I'll give you that much." He said, surprised to find her hand on his shirt, pulling him closer to her as she leaned in. Her nose was practically touching his. "Bones." He whispered.

"You'll give it all to me." She said, her eyes burning into his, the look of seriousness made his heart soar, and his fingers tremble. "I want all of it. I love you… and… how you show me what love is. Maybe I'm a little apprehensive, but if that's true, then you're going to have to show me that there is nothing to be afraid of. Do you think you can do that?"

"I can do that." He whispered, his lips following her warm breath to her mouth, his hand moved to the base of her neck, and he heard a deep, throaty moan entering his mouth behind her tongue, her own fingers tracing the buttons on his shirt before she pushed against his chest and broke the contact. "Bones?"

"Why don't we get inside, and you can start the lesson." She tilted her head playfully, she leaned back and grabbed the door handle as she slipped from the car and onto the sidewalk. As she headed toward the door, she heard his door slam and the sound of his feet rushing to catch up with her, his hand swooping down to gather hers within it as they made their way to the apartment.

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Once inside, a different kind of awkwardness began to grow. Brennan watched as he stood nervously at the door after they had entered, and she moved toward her bedroom. "Wait." He said, watching her stop to turn around to look at him, he looked like he wanted to say something, or that he was confused. "We're not just going to jump into bed, right?" He asked, watching her eyes lighten up as a smile slid onto her lips.

"Eager?" She asked, her voice purring, and she watched his mouth open and close a couple of times, trying to formulate a response. "I'm going to go get ready for bed." She said, humored by how anxious he looked standing there. "You can make yourself comfortable, or follow me, or… do whatever it is you want to do." She shrugged. "Are you nervous?"

"No." His response was quick and short, and she smiled brighter. "What?"

"It's okay that you're nervous." She said, turning around to head toward the bedroom.

"I said, I'm not nervous." He replied, following after her, she stepped into the bathroom just as he stepped into her bedroom. "Bones?"

"Hm…?" She said, glancing out at him.

"I'm not nervous."

"Okay." She said, turning back into the bathroom, she thought she heard a frustrated sigh. "But if you were." She said, looking up, she jumped when she saw him standing in the doorway, his reflection in the mirror as he watched a streak of fear in her eyes that disappeared when the surprise wore off in a split second, and her lips curled to a playful smile.

"I'm not." He said, moving up behind her, she smiled at him in the mirror as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and watched them both in the mirror. He kissed her cheek, both of their eyes remaining on their reflection. "We make a good pair." He whispered.

"We do." She said, watching a smile appear on his lips as he kept his eyes on hers, and smiled brighter when her smile became brighter.

"I'm going to go wait for you." He said, leaning forward, he kissed her cheek. "Let you get ready for bed."

"Okay." She said, turning in his arms, she looked up at him and smiled. "I love you, Booth." She whispered.

"I bet you say that to all the guys." He teased, dropping a kiss on her nose, he turned around and chuckled to himself as he walked out, hearing her frustrated sigh from behind him, he entered the bedroom and rolled onto the bed, his feet hanging off the end as he closed his eyes and listened to her getting ready.