Chapter Four: "The plan part 2".
They walked into the lobby and Booth headed for the elevator.
"Don't you want to take the stairs?" Brennan asked, confused.
Booth smiled a wicked grin. "Not tonight."
She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment.
The door dinged, and the elevator doors slid open.
As one, they stepped inside. Booth pressed the button for his floor, and the doors closed. The elevator jerkily started to rise.
All of a sudden it ground to a halt.
Booth stabbed at the button a few times, then when nothing happened, he sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall.
"Why is it not working?" Brennan asked, startled.
"They're probably doing maintenance on it Bones, sit down, relax. If we get bored, we can always read this." He said, pulling the book out of his laptop case.
She sat down slowly, but with a thump.
Her book.
"It's really pretty good you know." He said in a silky voice, loosening his tie. "One of my favourite parts is when Andy invites Kathy over for a drink."
Her jaw dropped. "You lied."
"Yes." He said simply. "I read all your books. I just didn't want to discuss it with Angela yet. I really like this line: 'Andy reached across the table and swept everything to the floor, then leaned her backwards onto it whilst ravishing her mouth with his.' That's some pretty good imagery Bones. Is that your imagination, or something else talking?"
She blushed.
He knew.
And he wasn't going to give her what she wanted till she suffered. .
"Imagination." She said bluntly. Then curiosity took over. "Did you like it?"
"Not as much as I liked this line: 'He undid the top two buttons on his shirt, and then she took over, undoing them one by one using only her mouth and teeth, as her hands roamed over his broad shoulders; as she sank slowly to her knees.'"
He grinned wickedly at her obvious discomfort.
"Is that even possible?" He asked her, with a twinkle in his eye. "I've never had anyone undo my shirt with their teeth before. They usually just try and rip it to shreds." He mused.
She rolled her eyes at him. She'd often wanted to do that herself. "I don't know, I made it up."
"When you were fantasizing about me?"
She froze.
"About me, and my star shaped birthmark?" He laughed delightedly. "You know, If you wanted to be with me romantically, all you had to do is give me a kiss. I'd have figured it out."
She blushed and looked at her feet.
Seeing the embarrassment on her face, he confessed. "I've been doing it too you know. For years. Since we first met. I was waiting for a sign from you that you felt the same." He lowered his voice to a gravelly pitch. "I just never thought I'd read about myself in a chapter long sex scene in a best selling book, identifying marks and all, before I even got to first base with the woman I love."
Her head came up and her eyes met his in surprise. "What?" She squeaked.
He chose to misunderstand her.
"You can't say that isn't me Bones. Anyone who has seen me naked, including my own mother, is going to know it's me the second they read that line."
She crawled across the elevator floor towards him, until they were nose to nose. "You love me?"
"Didn't you just hear what I said about my mother?" He stalled, looking at her innocently..
She licked her lips slowly..
His eyes dropped to her mouth, and his pulse shifted into overdrive.
"You love me?" She repeated.
"Yes." He said, staring at the mouth he wanted so desperately.
"What did you think of the rest of the chapter?" She said, reaching down and undoing the top two buttons on his shirt.
"Very inventive." He whispered, "In fact, I found it incredibly arousing."
She kissed him gently. "I'm glad."
Booth banged on the floor three times with his fist, and like magic the elevator started to rise.
"How did you?" Brennan started to ask before he took her mouth in a deep kiss..