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WHEN YOU KNOW – Chapter 5
Their plates still sat on the dining room table along with one empty bottle of wine.
After they had finished their meal, Booth had suggested they take their complementary wine to the couch.
Booths jacket was draped across the arm chair while the partners occupied the couch.
Brennan sat sideways facing Booth, her feet tucked underneath her.
Booth was sprawled over the other end smiling at her.
"I could really get used to this" he spoke with a grin.
"Get used to what?" her words escaped just before her glass met he lips.
"Hanging out here, with you"
"It's no different to any other night Booth. You eat here a lot"
"Ah!" he took a mouth full of wine and swallowed it before placing his glass on the floor. "It is different Bones. Where are the case files? And since when do we usually have an encounter like that before dinner?" he motioned to the kitchen counter with his thumb.
"Point taken" she smiled and took another sip.
Without warning, Booth leaned forward and pulled her legs from underneath her, resting her feet in his lap.
Acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world he started to rub the underside of her feet. He watched her as she instantly relaxed and slid further down into the couch.
Her eyes closed momentarily causing an intense feeling of self satisfaction to flow through him.
"How did you know?" her voice was content and only served to add to his satisfaction.
"I don't know what you mean" his tone was innocent but teasing at the same time.
"My feet have been killing me all day!" she opened her eyes "new shoes" she explained. "How did you know they were hurting?"
"Oh now that would be telling wouldn't it" in truth he'd just needed to touch her again.
She gently kicked his leg, unable to hide the goofy grin as it took hold of her mouth.
"That hurt!"
"Wimp!" she was sure he was teasing her again. Her mind quickly questioned the assumption as he looked at her unsmiling, hands frozen in place.
"You're serious, I didn't mean…." The apology was cut short as he began to laugh. "Booth!" she wined, sounding like Parker when his dad played a trick on him.
"C'mon Doc, I'm a touch guy. You couldn't hurt me if you tried"
"Yeah?" she sat up and placed her glass on the floor "care to place a bet?"
"That's not funny! And actually no I wouldn't. I know you could kick my ass if you wanted to"
His hand resumed their previous actions.
"Answer my question Booth. How did you know?"
"I just knew. I'm in your head; I know what you're thinking"
She simply gazed at him, frozen where she was. She hadn't realised it but she was holding her breath,
"You know what I'm thinking?"
"Of course I do Bones, you pointed it out yourself." He couldn't help but smile at her blank expression. "Remember? At the lab?"
She thought about it then realised that she had indeed told him that he finished her thoughts sometimes. Was it possible that he actually tell what she was thinking?"
Seeing her expression change slightly to one of apprehension, he chuckled.
"Relax! I'm just kidding. Truth is I just wanted to rub your feet" he grinned again. "And I wanted to see something"
"See what? My feet?"
"In a manner of speaking." He sat forward and pretended to inspect her skin. "I wanted to see…" he paused trying to locate a certain area. "...if this works"
She jumped backwards with a yelp, and booth erupted into a rich sounding laugh.
"You're as ticklish as Parker!"
"Don't ever do that again!" her threat was ruined as she started to laugh.
" Tempe, if tickling your feet makes you laugh like that, then I'm going to do it again!"
She stopped laughing and kept eye contact as she tucked her feet back under her.
"Spoil sport!"
Booth settled back against the couch and picked up his wine.
"Are you ticklish anywhere else?"
She smiled a small smile.
"That's for me to know…" she picked up her glass, moving it slowly to her lips. Her eyes never left his. "…and for you to find out"
His charm smile spread across his face.
"Dr. Brennan, That was an invitation!"
A/N short I know, I'm sorry.
I'll work on making the next chapter longer.