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She awoke feeling warm and content, though her head was slightly pounding. She felt a broad, bare chest against her palm. Wait...

Booth grinned at her, his brown eyes caring. "Mornin' Bones." He drawled, his voice still raspy from sleep.

"Good... morning..." She sat straight up and surveyed their compromising position. She couldn't remember exactly what had happened last night. Booth's calloused hand was rubbing her bare arm as she tried to think, to piece together the events that had led them here. She shook her head. Surely she should remember. But Booth's touch was distracting.

"Booth, please." She moved her arm, catching her partner's eyes.

He was happy, ridiculously so. His grin was more cocky than usual, and his eyes gleamed with affection.

"Going so soon? C'mon Bones, it's too early for work." He pointed towards the clock. Booth was right it was too early for work, being only five am.

Brennan flopped back onto the pillows and ran her hands through her hair. The night was completely lost to her. Compartmentalized and put away in the deep reaches of her mind along with other memories.

Booth leaned in towards her. "You okay, Bones?" His eyes filled with concern.

She nodded. "I believe so. Although my circadian rhythm must be off, because I am never awake so soon before work unless something is on my mind."

He groaned. "Don't get all scientific on me. It's too early in the morning for that."

"But Booth, I am a scien--" Her sentence was cut off by Booth's warm lips on hers. She started to push him away, but lost sight of that once his tongue slipped into her mouth. She found that against her better reasoning, she was kissing her partner back. They kissed lazily for a few minutes, before breaking apart to catch their breath.

Booth smiled, happiness flooding his features. Brennan meant to complain, but all that came out of her mouth was a soft sigh. Something was wrong with her logical reasoning this morning.

"Well, since we're awake, I'll make us some coffee." Booth stretched before heading towards the kitchen, and Brennan couldn't help but appreciate his body structure.

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She headed into the kitchen of Booth's apartment wrapped in a sheet, considering her clothes were nowhere to be found, at least not in the bedroom. She didn't miss the way Booth's eyes raked over her figure as she entered.

"Here." He handed her a cup of coffee. She took a sip and leaned against the counter, the cup in one hand and holding the sheet closed with the other.

Booth tousled her hair and took a few sips of his coffee. "My head is pounding. How about yours?"

She nodded. "Slightly."

"Well," Booth let out a long sigh. "I must've done a few too many shots after you."

Brennan was still trying to get a handle on the situation. She looked over at Booth, gripping the sheet tighter around herself. "Will last night change our interactions at work today? Because I believe sex is just sex. A basic human need to be fulfilled, nothing more."

Booth blinked and seemed a bit taken aback. But Brennan didn't notice his reaction to her words. "Straight to the point, huh Bones? Let's not cut any corners." Booth set down his cup and headed for the bedroom. "Work will be work. Same as always."

Brennan sighed in relief, relaxing. "I concur." Although she still had no memory from last night, she was certain that it would have no effect on her partnership.

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A/N:

Foolish, foolish Bones.

Poor Booth.

Please R&R.

More details of that fated night to come. *wink wink*