Chapter three: Stage one of "the plan"
He walked into the Jeffersonian jauntily, hands in his pockets, the very image of cockyness.
Angela smirked at him over her clipboard. "How was the game Booth?"
Booth just smiled. "We won, 2-1."
Angela raised her eyebrows and grinned. "Uh huh. Say you wouldn't happen to know why Cam was acting so odd this morning do you?" She wiggled her eyebrows meaningfully.
Booth frowned. "No, but I'll go talk to her. Maybe she's fighting with her sister again."
Angela nodded. "Right. If you say so." She winked.
As Booth walked over to Cams office, Angela's grin widened. She was SO right.
Booth entered Cam's office and shut the door behind him.
"Cam?"
She stuck her head around a cupboard door. "Over here Booth, just getting ready for an autopsy."
He strolled over.
"Angela said you were behaving oddly this morning."
Cam looked at him sideways. "Well, that could be because of a certain birthmark I was reading about last night."
Booth smirked.
She raised an eyebrow.
He sighed. "She saw me in the tub once."
"So you have read the book then."
"Yes. And I'd appreciate it if you kept quiet about.. You know. At least for a while. I've got a plan."
"Look, do what you have to do Seeley. Your sex life is none of my business anymore. She knew that you'd read it, so she's obviously trying to tell you something." She pulled out a new box of gloves and a circular saw, placing them on the table.
"Thanks Cam. It shouldn't be too long." He said as he backed out of the office.
She shook her head and pulled on her rubber gloves with a snap. "I feel like I watched a porno with my ex-boyfriend in it. Creepy!!" she paused, considering.. "But very well written."
She started the saw.
Brennan looked up as Booth entered her office, her eyes wary. He looked normal. Maybe he hadn't read it yet.
"Did those lab results come in yet?" He asked, settling down on her couch.
"No, Hodgins is just finishing up."
"Oh. Ok." He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. "Wake me up when they're done."
She blinked a few times.
He was going to sleep?
Why hadn't he read her book yet?
What if he never read the book?
But he always read her books.
Every single one.
He memorized the reviews.
She bit her lip and went back to studying her notes.
"Are you still coming over for Thai tonight Bones?" He asked, watching the suspect walk away in cuffs.
"It's Friday, so yes." She answered, closing the door to the interrogation room as they left. "Unless you've made other plans?"
"I was just checking." He smiled. His "plans" included her. In various positions. He couldn't wait...
"Did you read my book yet?" She asked casually.
"Fell asleep watching the hockey game. Sorry." He lied, looking at the ceiling, ignoring the weight of the book in the laptop case he was holding.
"Oh. Ok. But you are going to read it, right?"
His lips twitched. "Absolutely Bones. I always do."
He guided her through the Hoover doors and over to his SUV.
"I thought I'd just drive my car over?" She frowned at him.
"Easier just to take one vehicle Bones. Besides, I've got a bottle of wine, and you shouldn't drink and drive." He replied, opening the door for her to get in.
Brennan got in and buckled up. Then her eyes widened.
That was Andy's line.