One week later

"Mmm, I don't wanna get out of this bed."

"Then don't."

"I have classes to teach, Booth. I have to go."

"Cancel 'em."

"I can't, Booth. I already canceled them for a few weeks for that dig. We've had a week to ourselves."

"What class is it?"

"Introduction to Prehistory."

"What's that even mean?"

"It's practically that same history class we took sophomore year for your historical perspectives general education credit."

"Why are you teaching boring stuff?"

She laughed and moved closer to the edge of the bed.

"Because I know this 'boring stuff' better than the rest of the Anthropology faculty."

She stood up, picked Booth's shirt off the floor and attempted to slip it over her head.

"Hey!" she shouted at him as he snatched the shirt from her.

"That is my shirt," he said, looking it over, "From two days ago."

"Well, it would've been cleaned if you hadn't left it on the floor," she countered.

"It wouldn't have been on the floor if you hadn't ripped it from my body."

She blushed. "I have to get ready to give my lecture. I have to leg it, you know? I spent all week in bed with you. We only got up to shower and eat. And to do some exercise that wasn't cardio."

He laughed. "Wing it, Bren. The saying is 'wing it'. So who cares if you don't have anything prepared for your lecture? You'll be the coolest professor on campus if you cancel your lecture. All the students will be lining up to take your class next semester. Just one day. Please, Bren, spend one more day in bed with me."

"Why? I feel extremely lazy sitting in bed. We should've gone on a real honeymoon like normal couples."

She walked into the bathroom to turn on the shower. Booth followed, not bothering to cover himself.

"We are not like normal couples, Bren." Booth leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom, watching her brush her hair.

"I know that. I have a bit of time before I have to go to campus…wanna shower with me?" She wiggled her brows at him before she shrugged off his shirt.

"Oh, baby, I thought you'd never ask!" He shouted with a hearty laugh, following her into the shower.


A/N: I know this one is short but I wanted to keep their 'honeymoon' in a separate chapter, sort of as its own event. A real honeymoon will come, as will a ceremony, but in time. Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think!