Opps okay feeling a little guilty because I haven't updated for ages but things like exams and end of exam parties and rowing got in the way and then I had to go to Australia because my granddad was having a life threatening operation which turned into a four operations in four days marathon. I'm glad to see you all enjoyed the last chapter. In saying that I did get one particularly nasty flame. At the time I was seriously grumpy but I think I'm over it. Anyways I hope this chapter was worth waiting for, enjoy it, and have a great day…hope you're on holidays like me!! – Kate
Brennan had hardly sat down at her desk when Angela bounced in, slamming the door behind her. Brennan's gaze flicked to the wall clock. 7.10 am. Okay, this is seriously out of the ordinary for Angela. Angela was wearing the cheeky smile that always graced her face when she was about to pump Brennan for information. As Brennan finally comprehended the situation, panic gripped her heart. Angela knows I kissed Booth. Brennan couldn't stop a gasp slipping out. This was not good. The game had just progressed to the beyond points stage and now it seemed that Angela had somehow managed to catch them playing. She focussed on regulating her breathing, logically sorting out the situation. Then she felt the blood drain from her face. What if she knew about the couch as well?
If Angela knew that Booth had gone full frontal, there would be hell to pay. And she would want details, the kind of details that Tempe would have to get out the tape measure in order to satisfy her curiosity. She suddenly realised that she had been silent for almost five minutes as she processed the available information.
"What can I help you with Ange?" She went for the subtle approach. It didn't work.
"I hear that you kissed Booth." Angela cut straight to the heart of the matter.
"Where did you hear that?" Brennan wanted to know how bad this was going to be.
"Sid told me. He saw you guys on Sunday morning."
Brennan breathed a silent sigh of relief. That had just been a peck compared to the one in bed. Then she hung her head, showing Angela that she had been caught out. As Angela realised that Sid's info was correct she jumped up and let loose an ear-piercing shriek.
"Sweetie! Why didn't you tell me?!" Angela hugged herself and bounced on the balls of her feet. "I'm so happy for you," she gushed. Then her demeanour changed. Sitting back down on the couch she eyed Brennan with a serious expression. Brennan couldn't help the sigh that escaped through her lips. Here we go.
"So, what was the kiss like?"
Tempe had just opened her mouth to reply when the door swung open. Brennan couldn't help the broad smile that spread across her face. Booth always arrived in the nick of time to get her out of tight situations. Although after yesterday, he does need to do some serious grovelling.
"Hey, Booth" Brennan greeted him casually. "What are you doing here?"
"I've just got some evidence files for you to sign, but they can wait if you're busy."
"Come in and sit down," she said with a cheeky smile, "Angela was just going,"
"No I wasn't…" Angela began and then found herself distracted by other events occurring in the small office. Booth had just winced as he sat down at the chair in front of Brennan's desk; a gesture that had resulted in Brennan's rarely used 'sorry expression' appearing on her face. Weird she thought. I always thought it was girls who couldn't sit down after sex.Still the opportunity was too good to be wasted.
"Any particular reason you can't sit down this morning, Agent Booth?" Angela asked cheerily. "And you look a little tired too…like you haven't slept all weekend." She grinned when he glared at her implication. And when Brennan opened her mouth to shoo her away, Angela couldn't help winking at her.
"It's okay, sweetie. I'm leaving."
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Upon leaving the office, Angela broke into a jog as she followed the corridor down to Hodgins work space. As she crossed the threshold, she skidded to a halt, placed one hand over her heart and spoke in a rush.
"We kissed."
The words she spoke didn't exactly have the desired effect on the bug and slime man. Instead of reaching for his calculator and a piece of doodling paper, he blushed so much even his beard looked crimson.
"Why aren't you more excited about this?" she demanded impatiently.
"Um, Ange, are you aware of what you just said?" Hodgins asked tentatively.
"Huh?" What on earth is Hodgins on about?
He finally enlightened her. "You just said that we," he paused and indicated himself and her, "we kissed."
"Oh." Angela was rendered momentarily speechless. "I meant Booth and Brennan kissed."
Hodgins suddenly grinned. "Did they really?" he asked delightedly.
But Angela was still focussed on her earlier slip of the tongue. "Would it really be so bad?"
"What?" It was Hodgins turn to be confused.
Angela found herself feeling unexplainably unhappy. "Oh just forget it," she replied angrily, then turned on her head and flounced out of the room.
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Back in Brennan's office, the two enrolee's in BB 101 were also talking about touchy feely things.
"Booth, I'm so sorry about my couch." Brennan was apologising for the second time this morning.
"Bones just shut up about the couch, alright? Booth replied testily.
"You know, if it's feeling tender, you could go to the doctor. I'm not an M.D. so I could have missed something when I put that bandage on."
Booth gritted his teeth. "Actually Temperance, I don't think you missed anything when you conducted your examination," he finished a little bitterly.
As if he had pushed play, a repeat of the various naughty thoughts she had been experiencing ran through her mind. She shivered as she recalled his musculature stomach and carefully sculpted thighs. Just as her thoughts strayed into M rated territory, Brennan was distracted by Booth's hands on her hips.
"You know Bones," he said thoughtfully, "you're going to have to make this up to me."
Brennan bit her lip a little uncertainly. Is he really suggesting what I think he is? Her doubts were assuaged as Booth wrapped his arms around her waist and dragged Brennan towards him. Her eyes focussed on his mouth and she angled her head slightly to allow him better access.
"That's not gonna do it Bones."
Brennan looked slightly put out. Damn this was hard Booth thought. He had the woman of his dreams asking for him to kiss her. He needed to keep his resolve.
"This is what you're going to do. You're going to make a booking at a posh restaurant for Friday night and you're going to get dressed up." He lowered his voice, and only a slight gruffness in his tone betrayed his excitement. "And that includes heels, a nice dress, lingerie, suspenders, the works."
Brennan gulped.
Booth continued. "And I'm going to wear a nice suit, we're going to eat delicious food and drink champagne and you're going to pay." He changed his tone again. "Then we're going to go home and have mind-blowing sex." Booth paused. "You got that?"
Brennan nodded. She wasn't sure if her voice worked anymore.
"You can give me that kiss now".