Bones?

Don't text me, if you want to talk to me, talk.

We can't talk out loud now.

Why not?

We are sitting in the waiting room, you know that he has spies

Sweets does not have spies.

He could have spies

He could also have your text messages released to him as public information.

He glared across the waiting room at her.

Don't glare at me, it's not nice. Don't ignore my important conversations

I did not ignore your conversation

Did so!

Did not!

Did so!

Fine, we'll tell Sweets

What?

We. Will. Tell. Sweets.

Tell Sweets what?

That you and I are carrying on a sexual relationship, and we like it.

Hey, I never said I liked it.

Hey!

She giggled from across the room, and they both looked up to see that the secretary was watching them, their attention going back down to the phone.

She's onto us.

Booth, I'm closing my phone now.

No, talk to me more.

Booth…

I love you, my little sex kitten.

Just as the text message beeped on her phone, the door to Sweets office opened and he stepped out with a smile, noting that Doctor Brennan's face was unusually flushed, and Booth had a very guilty look on his face. He glanced to the secretary who shrugged, and he opened the door wider for his patients to enter.

They stepped passed him and exchanged a glance, and Sweets could immediately tell there was a level of tension between them that he had never before experienced. As he turned and moved toward his chair, he watched them situate themselves on the couch. There were no noticeable differences to where they sat, still far enough apart to be professional, yet close enough to be perceived as intimate. He settled in his chair and sat back, a smile on his face as Booth looked at him expectantly, while Doctor Brennan looked down at her hands, something she rarely did at their sessions. She seemed preoccupied, and Sweets was a bit concerned that there had been some issues between the two of them. "So, how was your weekend, guys?"

"It was great…" Booth replied, at the same time as Brennan's 'fine', answered the question.

"Did you do anything exciting?"

"Actually, I did…" He said, smiling as he opened his mouth to completely confess of their weekend, when Brennan interrupted.

"Yeah… he did something exciting… and her name was Candy." Brennan blurted out, and a stunned and absolutely confused silence filled the therapists office.