Hey guys, sorry this is so short, and that it has taken me a while to post. It is end of month at my job and things get hectic… don't really have time for anything else. Besides after spending all day crunching numbers it's hard to be motivated to do anything by the time I get home. This is just a filler chapter.. longer chapter later, I promise. Also, thanks for the reviews. Y'all humble me by telling me that I write well. Love y'all! -Misty
The moon was still out when Temperance arose from a much needed slumber. Her house was dark and still, peacefulness surrounded her and she loved the feeling. Calmness that she so seldom lets herself experience overcame her as she started to shift and then she heard it. Breathing from the man that lay wrapped around her. She could feel the warmth from his arms that now cradled her like a small child, and as her eyes finally came into focus from the lack of light she could see the faintest of smiles that graced his handsome face.
"Oh my god, what have I done?" She thought to herself. "I can't do this."
She quickly shuffled to her feet in an exuberated state of panic. "Oh, my god, oh my god…"
The sound of her bare feet on the hardwood floor woke Booth, but the look on her face kept him from saying anything, he lay in silence watching as she scrambled to leave; Scrambled to get away from everything she had done and said the evening before; scrambling to get away from him. As his eyes began to water he closed them, rolled over and pretended to be asleep, more for the sake of Tempe not seeing him cry verses the impending drama of Temperance gone crazy.
Thirty minutes later she was gone. Out the door with not so much as a look back in Booth's general direction.
Booth sighed heavily as he rose from the couch and walked directly to the kitchen to retrieve the note that Bone's had left for him.
Booth,
At work, see you later.
Temperance
P.S. Please lock the door.
"Well, if that doesn't just scream emotional attachment, I don't know what does." Booth said aloud in a mocking tone. He had a sneaking suspicion that Bones would do this, she always did. Give a little, tuck and run. That was in her nature, but he was damn determined that he was going to break that cycle.
"You want to play hard ball Tempe…. Bring it on."