Disclaimer:
I don't own the sun
Or own the time zones
I don't own fun
And I don't own Bones.
AN: Another one of those stories that came to me at night when I'm trying to fall asleep, and I just can't shake it from my mind. It's kind of petty, but I decided to post it anyway. A little out of character for Brennan, but hey--its fanfic.
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Title: How to Score
There was a knock at Dr.Brennan's door, so she casually walked over and opened it.
"Hey, Booth." She said, standing aside so her partner could enter.
"Sup, Bones?" he asked, catching site of a young college boy sitting on her couch. "Who's that?"
Closing the door, she answered him. "That's Michael. He needs some help with the ladies."
Booth raised an eyebrow. "Girl trouble, eh?" He sat down next to Michael. "How bad is it?"
Brennan sat down next to Booth. "Well, I just gave him a bottle of water and asked him if he wanted anything else. His response: 'Yeah. You.'"
Booth shook his head. "Dude…that's old stuff. Tell me, Mike. How would you get ready to kiss a woman?"
Mike, obviously uncomfortable, shifted slightly in his seat. "Well, uh…I'd just…" he stuttered, draping an arm around Booth's shoulders.
"I said tell me, not show me!" Booth exclaimed, shoving Mike's arm off. "And that's not how you do it anyway." He turned to Brennan. "Do you mind being an example?"
She shrugged.
"Ok. Mike, here's what you do. Stare into her eyes. Make sure that you really like her, understand?" Booth showed what he meant, his gaze piercing into Temperance's icy blue eyes. "Then, make contact." He said, gently brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "And finally, you…" trailing off, he leaned closer to his partner, lost in her eyes. She did the same until their lips brushed. What began as a lecture had ended in a demonstration.
Booth captured her lips with his, crossing the line he had set with her so long ago. Instead of backing off like he thought she would, Brennan accepted the kiss, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He held her waist between his hands, kissing her passionately.
Mike, now way uncomfortable, froze for a moment before speaking. "Well, I guess, umm…I think I'll go." He answered, backing towards the door.
Brennan waved him away, giving all her attention to the task in front of her. Mike nodded once and quickly left the apartment.
They stopped only when their heads screamed for oxygen. It was then that realization hit.
"I…I'm sorry." Booth muttered, backing off.
Brennan pulled him back until their lips were millimeters apart.
"Don't be." She whispered before they began again.
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See what I mean by petty? Anyway, please review:D