A/N: Please note, this chapter needs to be rated M as the content got away from me... Please be aware that it is not for underage readers.

Booth looked around the room, checking that there was nothing out of place. Bones was dropping the twins and Christine round Angela and Jacks place for the night. He felt a shiver of anticipation run through his body. A year. I can't believe it's been a year.

Nights alone with each other were few and far between these days. He picked up and plumped a cushion and dropped it back on the sofa. Then picked it up and rearranged it's angle and stood back. I have absolutely no idea why I just did that he thought to himself, shaking his head and smiling. Nerves? You're being ridiculous Booth. She's your wife. Not a girl you're going to try to get to first base with for the first time. Shake it off man! Get a hold of yourself!

"I'm back!" Brennan's voice called, cutting off his thoughts, as she opened the front door and came through it, her smile wide, her eyes sparkling. Her hair was just past chin length now, curling around the base of her jaw. Soft, shining auburn in the low light of the living room. She had bangs again. He remembered when she cut them the first time. Now that was a long while ago, and not such a wonderful time either he thought to himself. He did remember thinking that she looked so pretty with them at the time, but never told her. You were an idiot back then Booth. Just look at what you almost lost forever. Idiot. Don't ever be that stupid again.

She walked towards him, smiling at him "Hello husband" she practically purred. Booth felt that shiver again. He felt his hands shake a little. She didn't even have to touch him and he was already feeling that pull in the pit of his belly. He held out his arms and she walked into them, readily wrapping her arms around his back, pulling him against her body, her lips connecting with the base of his throat. "someone's happy to see me!" she said, glancing down then looking up into his eyes, giggling.

Booth felt his face start to burn. Jeez Booth, what are you? Twelve? "See what you do to me Bones? But" he said pushing himself away from her. "Not now. Come and sit down. I have dinner ready for us" he said proudly. "Ooh, special!" she said allowing him to guide her to the table and taking her seat as he held the chair for her.

"Now" Booth said, rubbing his hands together gleefully "I have a treat for you" he said as he dropped into the seat opposite her. He reached to the edge of the table and picked up a small silver bell and rang it, grinning widely at Brennan, who was frowing at him. "What?" she started to ask him when a small woman came through the door followed by a tall, thin young man. Both were dressed in black, the woman with a white apron on, carrying a tray with two steaming bowls, and the young man with a white cloth over his arm carrying a tray with a bottle of wine balanced on it.

"Madam. Please enjoy our Suruwa. Yellow and black lentils and spinach enriched with the flavours of cumin seed, garlic and bay leaves" she said as she placed a bowl in front of her. Brennan bent and inhaled the appetising aroma rising from the dish. "Booth! This smells amazing!" she said looking at him across the table. Booth grinned like a Cheshire cat as the woman placed a bowl in front of Booth. "I hope it's as good as it smells" he said. "Remember that Himalayan restaurant we used to drive past and always say we wanted to try?" Brennan nodded, remembering they never seemed to find time to go there. "Well I called, and told them that I wanted to arrange a special dinner, and they prepared all the food and delivered it here! And I hired Amita and her son Bijay to serve us tonight and clean up so we don't have to do a thing. It's a sort of, we survived celebration." he grinned and held up the glass that had just been filled with a light fruity wine. Brennan nodded her thanks as Bijay filled her glass, then held it up.

"To us. Over the last year we've traversed the wildest of waters, the harshest of deserts, and the depths of despair, and come out the other side stronger and more in love than we started. At least, that's how I feel Bones" Booth said, his voice cracking slightly. He cleared his throat and continued his toast "Bones, I've given you my heart, my whole self, willingly, happily. I want you to know you'll always come first, before everything and everyone else. I give you my faith, my trust, and my confidence. I made a promise to always be true, loyal, and honest. Bones, you're a part of my life, my dreams, my future, now and forever. I don't know what I would have done if I'd lost you. You're everything to me. I love you, with everything I am." he choked back a sob and dropped his head.

Brennan put down her glass and stood up. She came around the table and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, resting her head upon his. This man had given up everything for her. To care for their children and her. He worshipped her, she knew. "Booth. Thankyou. For everything. For being the man that taught me to love, to care, to be a mother and a wife. Oh Booth" He spun around and wrapped his arms around her waist burying his face in her stomach.

A soft cough interrupted them. Brennan stood up and turned around and smiled at Amita who was standing awkwardly in the doorway of the kitchen with a wooden bowl in her hand. "Sorry Amita, please come in" she said, walking back around the table and taking her seat. The woman approached, feeling as though she had interrupted a really important moment "I'm sorry, your bread" she said as she put the bowl on the table and retreated quickly. Booth looked over the table at Brennan and smiled "Poor woman, she probably feels completely awkward now". Brennan grinned and picked up her spoon "Let's eat while the soup is still warm" she said. "This really is wonderful Booth. I don't know how you did it. But I'm really glad you did." She lifted a spoon and took a sip "Delicious! Booth! This is amazing!"

Booth tasted the soup and his eyes lit up "You're right! It is amazing" They sat in silence for a few minutes eating their first course quickly. Brennan wiped her mouth with the napkin and watched Booth scraping at the bowl with his spoon. She smiled watching him trying to get every last skerrick of soup. "Booth, I'm pretty sure they would have more if you wanted it" she said laughing at him. He looked up at her "I know, but it's so good!" he lifted the bowl, as if he was going to lick it.

"Booth! Don't you dare!" she exclaimed. He put the bowl down and laughed loudly "got ya! The look on your face!"

"Very funny. But don't forget, I've seen you do that before" she said folding her hands primly in her lap.

Amita came to the table and cleared their plates. Their glasses were changed and replaced with large bulbous wine glasses. Bijay poured a dark red aromatic wine into their glasses then quickly disappeared back into the kitchen, then reappeared behind Amita carrying two plates of steaming food. They placed the plates in front of Booth and Brennan. Booth felt himself start salivating. The dishes were filled with a variety of vegetarian and meat dishes.

Amita smiled "If you would allow me" and pointed to one dish, "here we have Buteko which is sweet, ripe eggplant, stir fried with onion, potato and capsicum, complimented with the flavours of garlic, ginger, fennel seed, cumin, ground mustard seeds and a hint of lemon juice and chilli." Brennan smiled at her as she pointed to the second dish. "And here is Phulaura. Traditional crispy patties prepared from black lentils, chickpea flour, spring onion, spinach & coriander blended in Nepalese herbs. And last we have Khasiko Maasu. Slow cooked tender pieces of lamb, with subtle hints of freshly ground garlic, ginger, cardamom, cinnamon and turmeric." She smiled at them both, bowed slightly, then retreated with her son to the kitchen.

Booth rubbed his hands together and licked his lips "Smells so good" he said as he spooned a hearty helping of lamb onto his plate. "It does smell fantastic!" Brennan said as she helped herself to the vegetarian patties and eggplant dish.

They ate in relative silence, enjoying their food. Booth picked up his glass and held it out to Brennan who clinked her glass against his. The smooth robust wine rounding out the flavours in their mouths, making Brennan close her eyes and sigh loudly. "You like?" Booth said. She opened her eyes and nodded, taking another mouthful of wine. "It's wonderful. And so romantic! I feel quite spoiled Booth" she said smiling at him. "Thankyou" she added. Booth grinned and took a bite of the garlic roti and rolled his eyes "Oh my god" he said with a mouthful "so good" as he chewed the flatbread. Booth loved food. Any food. But this meal was really something special. It had texture and aromas and flavours that just set his senses tingling. He mentally patted himself on the back for making such a great choice.

"You're praising yourself right now, aren't you?" Brennan asked, a large smile on her face. She knew Booth well. He got this look on his face when he was pleased with himself. Booth opened his eyes and felt himself blush a little. "Kinda" he said and swallowed. Brennan shook her head and took another bite of food. "I don't blame you" she said as she reached for a roti. "We so need to go to this restaurant" she added, as Booth continued to shovel food into his mouth and nod.

Dessert was a traditional, milk based sponge cake in rose syrup flavoured with green cardamom and served with a scoop of vanilla ice cream, which they both adored. By the time the table had been cleared and desert wine had been served, they were relaxed and full. Booth held out a hand to Brennan, and lead her into the centre of the living room. The coffee table and end tables had been moved, the rug rolled up and the timber floorboards were glowing in the soft light.

Booth picked up a remote from the couch and pointed it, pressing a button. Soft music filled the room. He turned and held out a hand "Dance with me Bones?" he asked. Brennan blushed. Only he could make her feel this way, his eyes were dark, velvety, drawing her in. She lifted an arm and let her hand drop lightly into his. He curled his fingers around it, and pulled her towards him, wrapping his other arm around her, his hand settling in the small of her back, holding her close to him. He smiled that slow, sexy smile that made her belly clench and her skin tingle.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me Booth?" she whispered, her voice failing. Booth raised an eyebrow and smirked crookedly "Is it working?" he growled. Brennan closed her eyes and swallowed "yes" her voice almost non-existent. Booth pulled her close to him and began to sway, keeping it simple, moving from side to side in time with the music, turning in a slow lazy circle.

Brennan relaxed and lay her cheek against his chest, letting the music wash over her. It was slow, lazy, lush. It made her smile and remember moments from their past. Booth closed his eyes and rested his chin on her hair. Her hand, small and delicate within his grasp. Her skin smooth and soft. He smiled, letting his hand work a slow circle on the small of her back.

He heard the back door close. Amita and Bijay had been given instructions to simply leave when they had filled the dishwasher and put the left over food in the refrigerator. He smiled wider, stepping back and swinging Brennan in a circle, the pulling her back close and dipping her gently over his left arm. Her head dropped back, then he pulled her up towards him, dropping his mouth over hers, his tongue slipping through her lips gently, teasing her own. Her mouth opened, her eyes closed, her arm slipping up over his shoulder and wrapping around his neck, her fingers creeping up through the hair on the back of his head.

Booth stood her up straight and pulled back from their kiss. His eyes were hooded and looked almost black. Her lips were red, flushed from their kiss. "Bones" he said huskily. She managed to take a deep breath and felt herself shiver. "Are you cold?" he asked. She shook her head "No. Aroused" she replied, looking down as she began unbuttoning her shirt. Booth's breath quickened, "here?" he asked, not expecting this. He had planned dancing, more wine, then retiring to their bedroom to make love, maybe a shower. But clearly, Brennan had other ideas.

"Here" she replied, smiling seductively. Booth swallowed. That smile was all he needed. He began untucking his shirt "No. You sit down" she ordered him, her hand covering his. Booth's eyes widened. She gave him a push in the middle of his chest and he landed heavily on the sofa. "turn up the music a little" she said. Booth picked up the remote and pressed the volume button several times until the music filled the room.

Brennan closed her eyes and tried to remember what to do. She had seen strippers before. And exotic dancers perform. She didn't want to be sleazy. She wanted to tease him. Entice him. Turn him on to the point of driving him crazy. Almost. She let the rhythm fill her, take hold of her. She started to sway, her hips rolling from side to side in time with the music. Her hands slid through her hair, and down the sides of her head and neck, crossing over her chest, her hands caressing her breasts through her shirt. Booth's eyes were riveted to her, his mouth hanging open slightly. He licked his lips. His mouth was getting dry, but he didn't want to get up to get his drink. He didn't want to move an inch.

She continued to move with the music, her fingers slowly unbuttoning her shirt letting it hang open. She turned in a circle and ran her hands down the back of her skirt. Her fingers started bunching it up, pulling it up, inch by inch until it was so high it almost revealed her panties, but not quite, she let it drop. Booth felt himself shudder. Is it getting warm in here? he thought, still watching his wife moving in a slow circle, her hands slowly traversing every inch of herself. He shuffled in his seat. His pants were getting tight.

Brennan slowly let her shirt drop off her shoulders and down her arms, tossing it aside. Her hands slipped up her stomach and across the front of her lacy brassiere. She felt her nipples peak under her fingers. She reached back and unzipped her skirt and she slowly slid it over her hips and let it drop to the floor. She tried to kick it towards Booth, but her shoe got caught in the waistband and it wouldn't come off her shoe. She felt herself blushing, but tried to keep her sexy show going and bent down and pulled it off her shoe and threw it towards Booth.

He caught the skirt and held it up to his face so that she wouldn't see him grinning. He didn't want to embarrass her or, for that matter stop the show she was putting on. He was enjoying it way too much. Brennan caught his eye and tried to pout, but felt awkward and ended up looking away as she turned her back on him. He watched her undo her bra and toss it to the side , her hands splaying across her behind, her thumbs hooking into the top of her underpants and pulling them down slightly. Booth gasped, his hands rubbing at his thighs. He wanted to jump up and grab her, but she wasn't done.

Brennan turned around, her hands holding her breasts. She smiled slowly at Booth, and let her hands slide down her stomach. She slipped her fingers into her panties and started to slide them down her thighs. Once they got to her knees, she let go and they dropped to the floor. She stepped out of them and bent down, her hands resting on her shins. Booth leaned forwards, in anticipation. Her hair was flipped forwards, her curls bouncing slightly. He could see her breasts hanging, her nipples peaked and hard. He tried to swallow, but couldn't.

She began to slowly slide her hands up her legs, past her thighs, past her pubic hair, up her stomach across her breasts and up into her hair, pulling it up into a bunch on the top of her head before letting it drop back down, her hands linked above her head. She stared at Booth, wondering why he was just sitting there. She blinked, then walked towards him, wearing nothing but her heels. She reached out, Booth took her hands and stood up. She circled around him, her hands dragging across his chest. She stood behind him and reaching around his body started unbuttoning his shirt.

Booth could feel her breasts pressing into his back through his shirt. He groaned and leaned back slightly, so he could feel her pressed against him harder. She pulled his shirt from his trousers and dragged it off his shoulders, dropping it to the floor. Still standing behind him, she undid his belt and pulled it from the loops in his pants and dropped it. Then undid his fly and slowly. So slowly it almost killed him. Slid his pants down. Her hands slipped back up his thighs and slipped across his erection.

He couldn't take it any more. Booth spun around and grabbed her, his hands exploring her body. He was stepping up and down, trying to get his feet out of his pants, but his shoes were stopping him pulling his feet through the legs.

"Wait" he gasped and bent down, pulling off his shoes, and stepping out of his trousers, kicking them aside. He pushed his underpants down and kicked them aside as well pulling her to him, pressing against her. "Bones" his voice, hoarse with desire. "That was" His mouth crashed into hers, his tongue sliding across hers, slipping between her teeth, over her lips. He dragged his mouth across her cheek to her ear, his tongue dipping into its shell like form "amazing" he growled into her ear.

Brennan moaned loudly "Booth". He rumbled, deep in his throat and slipped his tongue down her neck to her breast. His teeth gently nipping at her nipple before flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Her fingers curling, digging into his shoulders. She felt a warm tingling between her legs. She wanted him in her, plunging deep into her depths. She wanted to taste his skin, feel him pressing against her. "Booth" she said again. He was on his knees now, his face pressing into her pubic hair, one hand sliding up the inside of her thigh and gently forcing her legs apart.

Her hands were threaded through his hair, wanting to pull him closer and push him away at the same time. She was wet, hot, ready for him. His fingers had made sure of that. He moaned into her, lapping at her, making her shiver. Suddenly, he was on his feet, lifting her, his hands grasping her buttocks. Her legs wrapped around him as he carried her to the sofa and they fell onto it, her legs still circling him. He slipped into her without any effort on his part. It was like his body was on auto pilot, knowing exactly where to go. He groaned as he felt her body gripping him, pulling him deeper into her, pulsing around him. He rolled his eyes and gasped. "Bones, you're driving me insane", his mouth finding hers again. Their lips pressing against each other's, hungry for the taste of each other.

Brennan moaned as she took him deeper into her, each thrust sending her rushing towards the precipice that she longed to fall over. She began to buck, not consciously. Her body just took over driving them both towards the peak. Booth's chest was heaving, he pushed up, holding himself away from her, his hips still grinding into her. "Watch me" he whispered. She dragged her eyes away from his and watched his cock driving in and out of her. It was mesmerising, but distracting at the same time. She let her head drop back and arched up into him. "Now Booth! NOW!" she literally screamed at him. Booth sucked in a deep breath and heaved deeply between her thighs, grinding himself into her to the hilt. He felt her shuddering, pulsing and it pushed him over the edge. He joined her, yelling out as he came deep inside her "Temperance! Oh Bones! God!" his voice raspy.

He collapsed onto her, unable to hold his weight any more. His hands were tingling with pins and needles and he had cramp in his right thigh, but he didn't want to move. She was warm and wet and soft and smelt like summer, or maybe it was winter, he couldn't tell any more. She made a small kitten noise and wriggled under him, making him slide from her, unwillingly. He felt her lips on his neck, her hands sliding slowly up and down his back, her fingers tracing an lacy pattern on his skin. He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't. Every nerve ending felt like electricity was running through them. He finally opened his eyes and stared into hers. Blue. But not the bright blue they usually were. They were dark, deep. They were so deep he felt like he could fall into them.

"I love you Booth" she whispered, her lips barely moving. He saw her tongue flick behind her teeth as she spoke. Her lips were dark pink, swollen and flushed from his kisses. Her skin was shiny with perspiration. She was smiling now. He smiled back. "Oh Bones" was all he could manage. He tried to adjust his position. Their skin was stuck together with heat and sweat. He finally managed to push himself up, peeling himself off of her. "sorry" he said as they separated.

She shook her head "This has been. Wonderful. Amazing. Perfect" she said still smiling at him, her eyes starting to lighten and sparkle. "although I am a bit uncomfortable now" she admitted, screwing up her nose "sorry" she added. Booth quickly rolled to one side, misjudging the amount of room he had and fell, unceremoniously onto the floor, landing on his bottom. Brennan half sat up and reached out for him "Oh! Booth! Are you OK?" she asked before bursting out laughing. She covered her mouth, trying to stop, but couldn't "I'm sorry!" she giggled. "You just looked so funny when you fell! You're legs were all up in the air and your" she burst out laughing again pointing at his flaccid member now stuck to his belly.

Booth looked down and quickly readjusted himself and sat up, feeling a bit embarrassed "Well, I couldn't help. That" he said, wanting to cover himself now. Brennan pulled her hand away from her face, but still smiled "I'm sorry. I wasn't laughing at you. Just the way" and she burst out laughing again. Booth stared at her for a moment, her breasts were jiggling, as was her belly, her face was shining, her mouth smiling widely as she laughed. He felt himself start to smile, then he was laughing too, imagining how it must have looked with his old fella stuck to his stomach.

Booth stood up and held out his hand. "I think we should take this to the bathroom and then, perhaps, we can move it to the bedroom for a follow up show?" he said cheekily. Brennan's eyes popped open "Really? Again?" she said as stood up, holding onto his hand.

"You're up to it?" she asked. Booth grabbed her and pulled her against his body.

"Oh I'll be up to it alright" he growled grinding against her, and proving that he would be.

"Oh Booth!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. "Do you think we could just go straight to the bedroom?"

"Oh hell yeah!" he responded, as he started to run towards the stairs, pulling her with him as she laughed loudly.