Chapter 2

NOTICE: Although I have left this as a T rating this may tip a little toward M, if anyone is offended, I apologize, although it is just a kiss…an erotic one, but still just a kiss.

He removed his hand from her lap and drew his legs toward himself and for one horrifying second she thought he was going to get up but even as she thought it she felt his arm slip around her and his other hand gently cupped the side of her face. He was so close she could feel the heat pouring off him, the scent of him filling her, stirring her desire. He grazed his cheek against her face, noting her soft intake of breath as he whispered against her, "I think it means dreams are predicators because I'm going to kiss you." He slid his tongue softly around the edge of her ear, capturing her lobe for a second between his lips and sucking lightly. She moaned, tilting her head toward him, her hand reaching out to his abdomen, fingers splayed she pressed it firmly up his body, over his shoulder and up into his hair. He drew back from her ear, looking into her eyes and was surprised by the blazing desire that was seething within them.

His lips were soft, tentative, just grazing and touching. She drew him against her, running just the tip of her tongue along his upper lip as he opened his mouth and pressed into her. He tasted her slowly, deepening and receding, sliding his tongue against hers, exploring her mouth. The feel of her set him on fire, his erection aching with the rapid growth, eliciting a groan from deep within his chest. He pulled her closer against him and felt her trembling as her arms tightened around him. She tilted her head slightly, deepening the kiss and pressing her breasts against his chest. She was vibrating with yearning, the hard throb between her legs causing her thighs to tighten. They separated slowly, simultaneously drawing in long pulls of oxygen, their bodies meeting in the heaving breath. He dipped his head to her neck, sucking in the flesh and nipping across the bone.

"Seeeely", his name hissed through her lips, a plea.

His hands were moving freely over her and her body moved into his touch. In the back of her mind a small voice kept saying stop but she didn't want to listen. He felt too good and his touch felt so right.

He broke from her neck and looked into her eyes, she was smiling at him, the warmest smile he had ever seen grace her lips.

"Are you okay with this?" He wanted her to be sure, as sure as he was that this was how they were meant to be.

"Yes, I just don't want it to go too fast. I'm adjusting and after all, just a few hours ago I was dating someone else." As soon as the words left her lips she regretted it. She saw the dark flash across his eyes and then he was smiling again.

"Did you just imply that we're dating?" The smile spread to a beaming grin.

"We haven't even left my sofa, I think calling it dating is a stretch."

"Well, does it mean we're going to date?" His voice was hopeful but his confidence was wavering a little. She had to smile a little, he was so disarming, especially now when he was unaware of himself.

"If we're dating, does that mean there will be more kissing?" She was blushing even as she said it. The twinkle returned to his eyes.

"There will definitely be more kissing." He leaned over, giving her the gentlest kiss, just brushing her lips and even this barely there contact sent a shock through her system.

"Well then I guess we will officially start dating." Her voice had a slight tremor.

"It's after one now so how about tonight at 8pm, I'll pick you up here."

"Booth, what about the not moving too fast part?"

"Well, since we have already been kissing, I figure we're a date behind. I'm just trying to catch us up."

She started laughing; it was everything, the dreams, David's face when he woke her, the kiss and Booth's crazy logic. For the first time in a long time she simply felt good. She shift and curled against him, her head tucked against his shoulder. She knew she should kick him out, go to bed and get some sleep, she was exhausted, but he felt so good that she thought she would sit with him for just a few more minutes. His arm tightened around her and she felt him kiss the top of her head. In turn she squeezed him around the waist where her arm was securely tucked. His hand began stroking her hair and while thinking about how comforting it felt, Temperance Brennan fell soundly asleep.