A/N: A short one today because I had a long day and The Sound of Music is on and my head hurts.

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Dec. 5th: Frankie707 chose the word "eyeglasses".

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"How did it go?"

"Geez!" Booth started as Brennan nearly pounced on him, but she didn't care. She was so curious, she could barely stand it. "Hi honey, how was your day?" He flashed an artificial smile as he took off his jacket. She sighed at the attitude but kept focused.

"It was wonderful. How was yours?" She asked.

"Fine."

"Did you get them?"

"Yes." He sighed, obviously losing the battle of wills.

"Well?"

"Well what?" He asked. "They're reading glasses, Bones. It's not a big deal." She stared at him. After all the fuss he had made about needing eyeglasses in the first place, he wasn't fooling anyone.

When she had first recommended he get his vision checked, he had rolled his eyes and reminded her that he was a world class sniper who had "eagle eyes". She told him if that was true then he had nothing to lose by getting them checked out. It was clear after his appointment that while he did have superior long range vision, his eyes were now struggling with reading things close up. If he wanted to keep reading the paper in the morning, something had to change. She had volunteered to go with him to select a pair but he shrugged her off. So instead, she gave him his space, but the waiting had nearly killed her.

"Well, if it's not a big deal, you won't have a problem showing me what you chose." She smiled.

"If I show you, will you let me sit down?" He asked as he pulled out a small box from his coat pocket.

"Mmhm." She said as she pressed her lips together in excitement. She had been trying to picture him in glasses but she had only ever really seen him in sunglasses. She bit her lip and waited to see the results as he slipped them on. She stared blankly as she took in the thin metal frames. They were just standard reading glasses but they completely changed the look of his face.

"That bad?" Booth asked as he moved to take them off.

"No…" She swatted his hand away from his face. "That good." She said as she tried to pinpoint the exact cause of her sudden arousal. Booth furrowed his eyebrows at her comment.

"You like 'em?" He asked. She smirked as she knew exactly how to answer his question. She moved in close.

"I want you to take them off very slowly and ask me if I know what the penalty is for an overdue book." She confessed quietly. The memory caught him by surprise but the slow grin that slid over his features let her know that he recalled his statement to her so many years before.

"That good?" He questioned as he raised his eyebrow. Brennan nodded and kissed him.

"Take me into the office?" She requested.

"Yeah?" Booth grinned as he tugged on her hip. Brennan nodded.

"Christine is at her Woodchucks meeting with Katie for another 45 minutes." She conspired quietly, her low voice dripping with wantonness. "And I think that I have been very, very, bad." She informed him as she trailed a finger down his chest and headed toward the sturdiest desk in the house.

"I think I'm going to like having glasses." Booth declared out loud as he followed her down the hall.