|| We back with chapter 7 of should be ours! Finally gained some muse to write during this timeframe.
Chapter Seven || Solidarity
Dating, they were dating. Seeley Booth was dating his partner and loving every second of it. In an effort for some sort of normalcy, they had chosen to go on dates and completely start over on their romantic relationship. It didn't make much sense since his girlfriend was also his wife but they had found a routine of going on weekly dates and getting to know each other outside of their partnership.
For the most part it was working, they would work during the day or into the night and every Thursday they designated time spent on their relationship and nothing else.
"I just can't understand how you can completely wipe out your identity and pretend your past never happened." Temperance mentioned as she sat plates on the table, speaking of their current case of a soccer mom.
"Bones, that's work." He warned as he poured her a glass of wine as she rolled her eyes at him. "I know that but I'm serious. Look at my dad, he's completely remade himself a dozen times over the years and he's still in jail. I just don't understand how anyone can just pretend it never happened or just hide it from others."
She shrugged and he frowned as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her head. "So this is actually about your dad." He murmured holding her tightly when she tried to protest and move away from him. "I told you, forgiving him doesn't mean you have to forget what he did. Amy Nash did what she needed to do to protect herself and her family and so did he. You can't hate him for that."
Temperance wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. "I don't understand how you can always manage to say the right thing to me." She sighed happily as the oven dinged and she successfully managed to pull away from him.
Deciding to 'date' has seemed like a ludicrous idea at first but they were keeping things completely a secret and so far not one person was questioning it, and now she actually felt happy regarding her life. It had taken a couple awkward dates to realize that they were both over thinking things. Instead of just being themselves they were focusing on their marriage and letting it rule their relationship and it wasn't working. Once they decided to basically forget about being married they realized that a relationship was actually quite doable.
"Can I convince you to stay tonight?" She asked hopeful that she could get him into her bed for the first time since their first night together. It had been a rule at the very beginning that they were going to focus on their relationship emotionally and leave the sexual aspect out of it. Despite agreeing to the rule, she had been trying to talk him out of it since that very moment.
"What do you mean by stay?" He asked, his eyes narrowed towards her but a smirk on his lips. She rolled her eyes and took a drink from her wine glass.
"I mean what the very question asks, Booth. If you will stay here, with me, tonight." She said slowly as she leaned towards him. "I didn't ask you to have sex with me, just if you'd stay the night with me." She laughed lightly as he got up from the table and shook his head. "Hey!"
"We agreed Bones, no sex until we're comfortable with our relationship. If I stay here tonight I know exactly what you're going to try and do and I am not going to let you." He shook his head again as she got up and walked towards him. "You think you can seduce me and you will most definitely succeed. So no, not doing it."
She pouted as she ran her hands under his shirt and looked into his eyes. "But Booth, what if I promise not to seduce you. What if I just want you to sleep next to me? I am fully capable of being innocent." She whispered as she pulled him closer to kiss him. "Please."
He groaned as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I don't believe for a second you can be innocent here, Bones." His self control was weakening as he played with a strand of her chestnut hair. "Fine, but we are only sleeping. Just sleeping, Dr. Brennan." Booth whispered to her as his hand fell to the arch of her back.
"Sleeping and kissing." She countered as she kissed at his neck. "Sleeping and kissing but no intercourse."
He groaned and looked up at the ceiling for help and strength. "Fine."
