Chapter 6
The car ride was no longer filled with bickering about when I was supposed to eat, or how late I was staying at work, it was a lovely silence that was broken only when "I love yous" were whispered over our joined hands. Pulling up to his place, I pulled out my key and beat him to the punch. His apartment was open and I stood in the doorway, stunned.
"What the hell happened? Did someone break into your apartment?"
"No Tempe, its just a mess. But I'm a guy so, you'll have to learn to deal with it."
Leading me back into his bedroom, I stopped in the doorway. Mimicking what he did last night in my apartment, I spoke.
"Wow, FBI Special Agent Seeley Joseph Booth's master bedroom. What a sight. I never would have thought we would walk in here fully clothed. If only."
"Yeah, Bones, you know, I think your room is a temple, and you can't even step into it? Honey, you better learn, cause you are going to be spending much more time in here. Not to mention with much less on."
"Will you get dressed? We have to go pick up Parker in like 20 minutes!"
"Can you pick me out something while I jump in the shower?"
"Sure. But be warned, Seeley Joseph Booth, I am picking something I like on you."
"I wouldn't have it any other way." He pecked me quick on the cheek and started peeling off his clothes as he made his way into the bathroom.
By the time he hit the bathroom door, all I saw was perfectly tanned and toned legs and a nice butt. He turned his head around quickly and beckoned me forward. It felt like I had cement shoes on. But by dragging my feet along, I advanced on his position in the doorway of the bathroom. Reaching to snake his hands through my hair, I lay my hands on his lower back, just above his tailbone. A slight shiver escaped from him as my cold hands touched his fiery hot skin. With his hands on the nape of my neck, I reached down and gave his butt a quick, but firm squeeze. Before he could react, I was out of his grip and in his closet. From my defended position behind all his suits, I yelled.
"Get in the shower you dirty Special Agent!"
"Oh Temperance, you are going to get it tonight!"
And with that last remark, the bathroom door slammed shut. I forced myself to think about tonight. Was he really planning on getting me into his bed? Am I ready for that? In the past, I have made the mistake of jumping into bed too quickly. Just look at what happened with Sully. I quickly squashed all fears of tonight and started sifting through Seeley's clothes. I picked out a pair of cargo shorts I knew fit tight to his firm butt as well as accentuated his toned legs. As for on top, I would prefer for him to go shirtless, but that's just a little too much too soon. I picked out a thin, black v neck t-shirt like the one he was wearing last night. This one had silver stitching. I recognized it because I had gotten it for him for his birthday last year.
"C'mon Bones, have you picked out my clothes yet?" he screamed from the bathroom.
"Yes, darling, I will bring them to you right now, " I responded back, trying to sound as domestic as possible.
"Why thank you wifey."
I had laid out on the floor in front of his bed, different shoe options. On the left, there were brown leather flip-flops that coordinated with mine. I didn't know if he was ready for wardrobe coordination yet. On the right, which I thought was a better option, was a pair of Nikes that made the muscles in his calves bulge with every step he took.
Upon hearing the bathroom door open, I turned toward the window, knowing that he would come to me and wrap his arms around my waist. Doing exactly what I had predicted, he asked softly, "Are you trying to sex me up, Temperance Brennan?"
Turning towards him, I asked back, "Why would you say that Seeley Booth?"
"Well, you picked the tightest shorts I have, along with a black t-shirt that defines my biceps and triceps. You picked sneakers that make my calves bulge. You really picked something that you liked on me, didn't you?"
"Of course, that's what I said I was going to do. Would you expect any less from me?"
He gave my waist a squeeze as he bent down to grab the sneakers. Tying them onto his feet, I looked at his neck and realized that the hickey was really noticeable now. I blushed, and him seeing this, asked what was wrong.
"Did you see that hickey on your neck? It's super visible."
"Did you look at your own neck Temperance?"
My eyes widened. I rushed into the bathroom and noticed that there were two hickeys forming on my neck. One on each side. Walking back into the bedroom, I pulled out the cover-up from my bag. Going back into the bathroom, he questioned my intentions.
"Are you trying to cover up that I love you so much?"
"No, I just don't want Parker to think that I'm some trashy scientist. That's not the impression I want to make on your son when he finds out we are involved."
"Oh, I hadn't thought about it that way Bones. Lemme put a cold spoon on mine."
"Why don't you just let me cover it up?"
"'Cause make up is for girls, I am not a girl. I thought you would have noticed that when you squeezed my butt."
I shrugged and laughed, all while following him into the kitchen. I watched as his calved bulged out and I wished I could just run my hands down his legs. He caught what I was staring at a sashayed into the kitchen. Opening his freezer, he got out a frozen spoon.
"You actually keep a spoon frozen? Use it often?"
"No woman, I only use it when the occasion comes up. And lemme tell you, it hasn't come up in quite a while."
