Author's Note - Ok guys, well life seems to be getting busier for me, so I expect that now you will probably be getting one update a week. SORRY! I expected to have a lot more time than this, but I still really want to keep writing this story so I think one chapter a week will be good! Anywho... I'm leaving for vacation on Sunday (7/2) and I won't be back until next Monday (7/10) so I probably won't be updating until then either. Ok, and also, I just want to say that you can think ok this story as a roller coaster. It goes up and down a lot with the good and bad. So if it's good (like in this chapter) it probably won't stay that way! But it'll get better again! Thanks for the reviews!

Temperance stood there for at least 5 minutes, in complete shock, before she realized that the director was still sitting at their table, probably getting a little pissed off at the fact that she wasn't returning from her "bathroom" break.

She had to walk past Booth's table as she returned to hers, and as she did, it was like she could almost feel the tension coming up onto her. Why had he done that, she wondered to herself. Now, she was never going to be able to look at him the same. They would definitely have to talk about this. Maybe she would go over to his house later that night… she thought to herself.

Booth, on the other hand, was smiling like a fool to this woman sitting across from him, and she had no idea what was about to hit her. Booth licked his lips, the taste of Temperance still there. He nodded politely when his date said something, but he wasn't really listening. He couldn't get the kiss out of his head. He hadn't expected to do it at all… she was just there… it was one of those 'in the moment' things.

He knew that he was probably going to get his ass whooped the next time he saw her, but he didn't really care. It was worth that one kiss.

"So I'll call you when we get more information about the movie," the director was saying as he stood up.

"Uh, yeah," Temperance agreed with him, although she really didn't know what he had just said.

They shook hands, and walked their separate ways as soon as they were out the door. Temperance headed for her car, but decided that she needed a little fresh air to ease her mind. She dropped her purse in her car, and making sure she had her keys, began to walk slowly down the street.

All she could focus on was the fact that Booth had just kissed her. She walked around for about 20 minutes, thinking of the possibilities that this had on their relationship.

One, it could completely wreck it, or two, it could be very good. She wasn't sure which one was going to play out at the moment.

When she got back into her car, she pulled out her cell phone and immediately dialed Booth's number. He answered on the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Booth, it's Temperance," she said kind of shyly.

"I know," he said starting to grin.

"Where are you?" she asked him nonchalantly.

"I'm at my house," he told her, already knowing the reason for this particular phone call.

"Can I stop by for a minute," she commented. "I think we should talk about, you know… tonight."

"Yeah, sure. Drop by," Booth said into the phone, trying to sound as calm as he could. He hadn't expected her to want to stop by tonight!

"Ok, I'll be there in a few," she said before hanging up the phone.

She headed over towards Booth's house, literally shaking, because she was so nervous as to what he was going to say. She was engaged, god dammit. She could NOT be having any feelings what so ever for another man. No.

She didn't know why she found herself checking out her appearance in the mirror the second she pulled up into his driveway. It was Booth. But oh man, she wanted to look good.

She got out of her car, but before she was even able to knock on the door, Booth had pulled it open, and was standing there smiling at her.

She laughed at the look on his face, he looked like a scared puppy. Much like the way she felt!

"Hi," she began.

"Hey," Booth said to her looking around as if he was expecting someone else. "Come on in."

"Thanks," she said as she brushed by him in a hurry.

She sat down on his couch, and a minute later, he was sitting across from her on the chair.

"Ok, so obviously," Temperance began, "we need to get rid of the elephant in the room."

"Yeah, look," Booth said scratching his head, "I shouldn't have done that earlier. I'm sorry."

"Why did you?" she asked him, truly wanting to know the reasoning behind the kiss.

"I don't know," he said shaking his head. "I just did what I felt."

"I don't know what you mean," Temperance said back to him.

"Well I can't really explain it Bones," he said.

"Why not?" she started questioning him.

"Because!" he half shouted at her. "There's nothing to explain! I wanted to kiss you, so I did!"

"Why did you want to kiss me?" she asked, seemingly confused by what he was saying to her.

"You want to know why, Bones," he started to say, "I did it because I want you. I WANT YOU!" he said louder. "I always have. And I know that you have some guy in your life, OK. Believe me, I hear it from Angela all the time, but I don't really care. Because I just want to be with you," Booth said, starting to get upset, but sounding defeated.

Temperance, sitting on the couch, still shocked and utterly confused, could think of nothing else to do, than what she did next.

She got up, walked over to him, and kissed him.

It was a slow and sensual kiss. Booth eventually worked his tongue into the mix, and hers made its way in there too.

Something that had started out slow, soon turned to raging passion and fire. Before either of them knew what was going on, shirts were being shed onto the floor, and pants were being unbuttoned and pulled off. They took their activity to the bedroom, and were soon panting from lack of oxygen and pure physical exhaustion.

Temperance lay there, her chest heaving up and down. What the hell had just happened? Did she really just have sex with Booth?

Booth rolled over closer to her, and immediately started kissing her neck. His hands roamed her body, and she moaned in pleasure at the way he was making her feel. She guided his head towards her mouth, and soon there tongues were going at it again. She could feel him lingering above her, and all she could think about was how good – how right this all felt.

The thought never occurred to her that this might be wrong – but then again, she was too caught up in the sex to really think coherently about anything.

So they did it again – many times over actually. And when she woke up in the morning, she wasn't surprised to feel giddy when she felt his arm draped lazily over her hips. She knew that what had happened, would definitely have some serious consequences. She would be in trouble when she got back home. She knew she needed to tell Chad, but she was afraid of what would happen. She really did care about him.

And although she cared about him, she couldn't get over the fact that she seemed to care even more… about Booth. He wasn't her fiancé! Hell, two days ago he had been a total jerk to her. But then again, she assumed it was partly her fault. She didn't know what to think at the moment.

Booth started to stir about twenty minutes later. He opened his eyes to see her looking at him, and a big smile arose on his face.

"Morning," he said sleepily.

"Morning," she said back to him, brushing the hair out of her face. She continued to just look at him, unsure of what to do next.

"Are you OK?" he asked while rubbing her shoulder. He noticed that she seemed to look kind of lost, but she had a lustful look in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she started. "This whole thing," she said gesturing between the two of them," is just kind of shocking. I really wasn't expecting it.

"Is it a good shock, or a bad shock?" Booth asked her with a small smile on his face.

"It's definitely a good shock," she said back with a smile, and leaned in to give him a small kiss on the lips. He gratefully accepted it.

They laid in bed talking for another few minutes, and then both decided that they should probably get up and get their day going. Since it was the weekend, they didn't really have anything planned, but they figured that they could go out to breakfast together, it would give them a better chance to talk about things.

Neither made a move to get up. They were both consciously aware they were naked, and the idea kind of made them nervous. After about two minutes, Booth made the first move to get up, but Temperance grabbed his arm pulling him back down.

"Is this weird to you?" she asked him, starting to laugh.

"It's a little uncomfortable," he said laughing along with her.

After that, they both decided that they were mature adults, and that they obviously had both seen a naked person of the opposite gender before, so what did it really matter.

Besides Temperance had added, "They'd just had sex, so he had seen all there was to see."

While Temperance was searching around his apartment for her discarded clothing, Booth jumped in the shower. When he came out, she appeared to be ready to go eat, so he threw on a t-shirt and pants. He walked down the hall, gave her a kiss, grabbed his keys, and they were out the door.

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