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Chapter Ten: Tutor

Daisy Brennan sat on the bench in the Quad, with her knees pressed to her chest, watching Cam laughing and flirting with Hacker. She really didn't care so much that they were flirting (she hadn't really liked Hacker, anyway) She just really missed her best friend. Lately, she'd had no one to talk to and her grades were starting to slip, especially in French. Her father had contacted a tutor for her who was supposed to meet her ten minutes ago, but was nowhere to be seen.

Daisy was about to pack up and leave when a timid voice behind her said, "D-daisy Brennan?"

Daisy turned around and smiled at the new boy she'd noticed a few days ago who'd caught her interest as a cute and nice-looking boy. "Hi." she said, smiling. "Yeah, that's me. What's your name?"

The boy smiled. "Lance. Lance Sweets. Your father called me last night and asked me to be your French tutor."

"You speak French?" Daisy asked, in surprise.

Sweets nodded. "Yeah. Fluently. My mother is a linguist of sorts and thought it valuable to teach me a few languages. I know French, Spanish, Italian, German, and some conversational Japanese."

Daisy's eyes widened, as did her smile. "Wow...impressive. So, you're gonna teach me French?"

"Well, I'm gonna help you go over what you've already learned, so...pretty much, yeah." Daisy giggled.

"You're funny."

Sweets blushed. "Thanks. So, shall we go to the library?"

Daisy nodded, grabbing her books. "Lead the way, Lancelot." She teased.

Sweets chuckled, leading her towards the library, smiling like a fool the entire time.

"You're failing psych?" Booth asked, his lips seemingly fused to Brennan's neck.

Brennan nodded, moaning a little. "Yeah. Dr. Wyatt is a real...tough grader. Would you please stop? I'm trying to study." She was attempting to focus on her Psychology textbook but Booth was making it hard for her. They were currently sitting under a large oak tree next to a small pond in a local park. The park was mostly empty except for the occasional jogger, so Booth let his hands and lips wander over Brennan's body. They'd been dating for a week and a half and already he was growing attached to her.

"Mmm...sorry, Babe, but you taste so good. You're addictive." Booth mumbled, against her neck.

"As are you, but I've been able to keep my lips off you." Brennan leaned back into Booth's chest when he nibbled on a particularly sensitive spot. "Booth..." she moaned, "I really need to study."

Booth glanced up for a second at her textbook. "Oh, that's so easy, Bren. It's basic stuff. I learned all of it last year."

Brennan turned to look at him, surprised. "You took psych already?"

Booth nodded. "Yeah, I'm in AP now. It's my best subject."

"Can you-can you tutor me?" Brennan asked, almost shyly. She usually wasn't the one to ask for a tutor, but she was desperate.

Booth grinned. "Sure, but it'll cost you..."

Brennan grinned and leaned up so that their lips were a breath apart. "Name your price." she said, before capturing his lips.

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