Sorry it's taken me so long to update! I started school this week and it has been crazy…
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Brennan followed Andrew closely as they walked towards the back massage room. Booth however, shuffled grudgingly behind. His eyes followed Bones, but Bones eyes followed Andrew. His day couldn't possibly get any worse.
"Alright if you could go in there," Andrew gestured into a dimly lit room. "I'll give you a few minutes to cover yourselves."
"I am covered," Booth stated.
"Yes but you need to be just wearing a towel," he said trying to hide his smirk.
"I am not going to wear only a towel. There is just no way," Booth began.
"Booth, get in the room." Brennan took a hold of his arms and shoved him into the empty doorway. A grunt of surprise escaped Booth's lips. He was always surprised at how strong Bones was. Brennan turned to Andrew and put her best smile on. "We'll be ready in just a few minutes."
"Jesus, Bones. Flirt a little why don't you?" Booth huffed angrily after the door shut.
"I was not," Brennan tried to defend herself. "And I thought you couldn't say Jesus. Isn't that against the Church?"
"Yes, Bones. But, I was caught up in the moment and it just came out." Booth rolled his eyes at her attempt to avoid the topic at hand.
"So, that would be considered a sin? Right?" Bones looked genuinely interested.
"Yeah, I guess it would. That's why they have confession," Booth sounded like her was talking to a toddler, slow and annunciated.
"I was just wondering. There's no need to talk to me like I'm incompetent." Brennan put her hands on her hips and glared her partner down.
"Wait. Wait. Wait." Booth gestured wildly with his hands. "You are getting way off the subject here."
"What subject is that?" Brennan asked innocently.
"You and your boy toy," Booth hissed.
"I haven't had a boy that was a toy since I was a little girl. I think it was named something like Keith or Kyle." Brennan's eyes glazed over as she lapsed into thoughts of her past childhood.
"It's Ken," Booth remarked off handily.
"Yeah, that's it. How did you know that?" Brennan questioned skeptically.
"Everyone knows that, Bones. Barbie and Ken," Booth stated, happy that he knew something Brennan didn't.
"I didn't know that, so obviously not everyone knows about Barbie and Ken," she shot back, logically.
"Whatever. I was talking about Andrew, anyway."
"Why would you call him a toy?" Her eyebrows quirked in confusion. Throughout the conversation, they got closer and closer to one another. They would have been touching if one the massage tables hadn't been in the way.
"It's an expression, Bones."
"I," Brennan started, but was cut short when a loud knock penetrated the air. Both partners turned towards the door quickly. They had forgotten where they were and what they were supposed to be doing.
"Are you ready in there?" Andrew's voice sounded husky through the door.
"Could you give us another couple minutes?" Brennan asked loud enough to be heard from the other side.
"Sure," he said. "I'll be back in a few." Retreating footsteps could be heard because the room had turned into absolute silence.
"Alright, turn around." Booth motioned a circle with his hand.
"Why?"
"Because I need to change." His eyebrows rose at her ignorance.
"Fine, but I already know what the other gender looks like. It wouldn't come as a surprise to me," Brennan began, but Booth spoke over her.
"Would you just turn the other way?" He sounded exhausted. This day was supposed to be relaxing, but it anything but that. With an exaggerated sigh, Brennan turned to face the creamy, tan wall.
"Ok. But, you can't turn around until I say I'm done either."
"Deal," Booth declared.
The two stripped out of their robes and hurried to cover themselves with the extremely small towel. Brennan, for the first time that day, felt uncomfortable. Silence encompassed the partners as they wait patiently for the other to state that they were finished changing.
"Are you done yet?" Booth whined.
"Yes, are you?"
"I have been dressed for a while now."
Booth turned around and sucked in a small breath. Bones looked beautiful. She looked more natural then he had ever seen her. Brennan however, averted her eyes and tried to keep her mind off a Booth without his shirt on. She walked a couple of steps forward and lay down on the cushioned table. Booth followed suit and soon they were both laying on their stomachs, waiting for Andrew.
Only about another minute passed until Andrew made his way to their door again. He knocked rapidly and waited for a reply. Hearing none, he opened the door hastily. In front of him were two people, completely lost in their trains of thoughts.
"I am going to start with you Booth," he uttered. Booth wasn't paying attention, so he nodded his head in agreement.
Andrew walked over with a bottle of lotion in his hand. He flipped the container upside down and squirted some of the ointment into his palm. Lowering his hand, Andrew began Booth's massage. At the first touched, Booth flinched and tensed up. Andrew worked his hands over his muscles, relaxing almost every muscle in his body. The massage went on until Andrew's hand came a little lower and he felt something hard.
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