I know the last chapter was brief, so hopefully the promptness of this will make up for it?
(I reeeeaaaaallly want to make a punny joke about Booth's underwear or something because of that last line, but I'll refrain. :D hehehe )
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Temperance Brennan sat at the usual booth in the diner, sipping coffee. She was used to having Booth sitting across from her, but this evening she was alone. She actually hadn't seen Booth since he had kissed her, and she was glad. She knew she'd have to tell him it was a mistake, and she knew he wouldn't react well. Booth was a man who relied more on his feelings and his gut than his brain, she had known this since the beginning. In fact, she had wondered for a long time if he would reveal that he had feelings for her, and now he had. Obviously, they couldn't work together and maintain a romantic relationship, and it would fall to her to end any wild ideas running through her partner's head.
She expected resistance, of course. If she knew Booth, he'd be testifying his love for her- that's just who he was. She wondered how much of a strain it would put on their partnership. She knew- she hoped- that they could overcome anything together, but this was not an invisible enemy or an insane serial killer they were up against. These were Booth's feelings, and she cared about him, and didn't want to hurt him, no matter what.
Honestly, she was flattered. Booth was certainly an ideal romantic partner, she knew this. His physical traits were very attractive and genetically desirable, and his protective nature and sweet personality were ideal. Her stomach did a small backflip as she considered him. Damned uncontrollable physical responses.
The problem, of course, was the job. They were too perfect together- on the job- to let something like this get in the way. Yes, she'd just have to be firm and tell him it couldn't happen. It just couldn't.
She opened her cell phone and quickly dialed the familiar number. No use postponing the inevitable.
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"Hello?" Booth tried to hide the surprise in his voice, but didn't quite manage. He hadn't talked to Bones since he had kissed her, and neither of them had initiated conversation- until now.
"Hi Booth. Are you busy?" she asked, her tone revealing nothing.
"I, uh… nope." he said quickly, picking up his remote and flipping the game off.
"Would you like to meet me? I'm at the diner." she told him.
"Of course. I'll be there in twenty." he said.
Well, here it is. He knew this conversation was going to happen eventually, and the time had come.
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