Chapter Twenty seven

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Temperance felt stupid wearing Booth's oversized T and the shorts he had given her, but she had to agree it was much more comfortable than her clothes. Her body was aching from the fight with Lisa and just the thought of her tight jeans made her want to vomit. She was exhausted, but at the same time she felt relieved.

Booth and Temperance was sitting in the sofa, staring at the dark TV just to have something to focus at. The room was dark except a dim lamp hanging in the window. None of them had said a word in a long time.

Temperance curled up in the sofa, carefully leaning her head against Booth's shoulder. "Are you sure you're not mad?" she asked for about the tenth time.

Booth smiled. "I'm sure. How many times do I have to say that Bones, we've already talked that through. Everything is okay," he assured her.

"Are you moving back to my place?" Temperance suddenly asked.

"Uh… well, uhm… that depends on you. You want me there?"

"You still have your stuff there so it would be practical if you…" she was cut off.

"Bones… my stuff doesn't matter…"

There was a silence. Finally Temperance spoke. "Yes, I want you back."

"So you missed me?" Booth smiled.

"No, I didn't miss you," Temperance lied.

"Oh yes you did!"

Another long silence.

"More than words can say," Temperance suddenly whispered. First Booth was confused, but after a few seconds he understood.

"You'll never have to miss me again," Booth put his arms around her and Temperance took the opportunity to get closer. When she was finished shifting and lay comfortably in Booth's arms, she suddenly realized she was almost in his lap. Her arms around him and her head rested on his chest. Temperance felt her cheeks go red as she realized how she must look. But Booth seemed happy and she relaxed again.

"Comfy?" Booth asked amused. Temperance mumbled a yes and Booth couldn't help but chuckle. "That's good, because I wouldn't want you anywhere else."

Temperance almost blushed again.

Booth's hand was running up and down one of her arms. Temperance closed her eyes. The hand continued to her belly, finding its way under the T. She shivered with pleasure as she felt the hand on her skin. She couldn't believe how Booth made her feel so special just by touching her. She never wanted him to stop. As the hand slowly moved upwards, Temperance suddenly got aware of her lack of underwear. She tried to not panic. She felt both relieved and disappointed at the same time when Booth suddenly moved his hand.

"Sorry Bones…" he mumbled.

Temperance didn't know what to say. She remembered how she'd felt when Booth's had seen her in the shower. She did want more than friendship, so what was she being so afraid of? That was a question Temperance couldn't answer.

"I uhm…" she started. "Don't apologize," she let her hand touch his face. Booth kissed her fingers and Temperance smiled. "It's okay," she was surprised to hear herself say those words. What was okay? That he touched her? That they had sex? Temperance tried to not think too much and just let her heart speak for her. For once in her life she'd try to listen to her heart, not her brain. She knew both herself and Booth deserved that after all they'd been through.

"Tempe?"

Temperance turned her head to look up at him. "Yes?"

Booth didn't say anything. He just kept on looking at her. Temperance could see the love and passion in his eyes.

"Seeley?" she whispered.

Booth smiled. Their lips met in a soft kiss. Temperance smiled back, shifting so she was sitting in his lap facing him. Booth looked at her. Her face had several bruises and her hair was still wet from the shower. But to him, she was still the most beautiful woman he knew.

"Does it still hurt?" Booth whispered.

Temperance shook her head. She wondered if Booth knew she was lying. She didn't want to ruin their moment and it didn't hurt that much. She knew it wasn't possible, but she felt like just by being with Booth, all the pain disappeared.

They kissed again, this time more passionate. Temperance wrapped one of her arms around his neck; the other hand was in his hair. Booth's hands were on Temperance's back, pulling her even closer to him. He could feel her breasts against his chest; he could almost feel her heart beat against his. Booth let his hands slide under the t shirt, caressing every inch of her skin. He heard Temperance moan as he kissed her harder. All their feelings for each other couldn't be held back anymore. They'd wanted to do this from the very beginning, but none of them had taken the first step, none of them had dared to give in for the well known sexual tension between them. And once they'd started, both Temperance and Booth knew there was no turning back.

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TBC.

AN/ I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit short. But I think it's more suitable for this story if I leave the rest to your imagination ;0)