He watched as Bones got up, her back turned to him. Effortlessly he strode across the living room and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her hard against his chest as his lips rested next to her ear. Quickly yet seductively, his tongue darted out and stroked her earlobe. A chill traveled down his spine as tongue touched the warm, velvet flesh as she moaned loudly.

Bones and Booth walked out of the apartment, Parker walking between them. A grin was plastered on Bones face and Booth was watching his son as he interacted with Bones. He reached for hand as Oarker walked ahead glad to go to the Royal Diner. Bones wouldn't tell Booth but their usual meal tasted disgusting now that she was pregnant. But to keep the peace she would silently eat it.

Parker and Booth sat together in the booth, Bones sitting across from Seeley, his hand resting on her knee. Parker ordered a cheeseburger and fries, Bones ventured out and got a salad while Booth got a burger with his son. The sight of Booth acting fatherly to his son warmed Bones' heart. She knewe he was looking forward to their child and he was definately a good dad. But, that did not stop her from worrying. With her luck, he would abandon the two of them leaving her heart broken with a child she originally did not want.

Wordlessly she pushed the lettuce around on the plate, her true cravings were for him and not the food. But she knew between them there were words unspoken. Bones knew in that silence feelings were hurt and emotions were high. She tried to move on, but part of her was angry. Who was he to tell her what she could and could not do? He was not her parent or her husband. He was her lover.

If Booth wanted a say he had to ask, he did not need to forbid her. She loved him, but love only goes so far. His hand rested on her knee and his touch sent eletrical shocks through her. Yet, part of her wanted to remove it to prove a point. The point being that sometimes sorry does not fix everything. But she was so erotically charged in her pregnancy she welcomed any silent sexual advances. Besides between them there was a mutual understanding she was pissed. Tonight, she would give in to her weakness, tomorrow would always be a chance for punishment.

She ate silently and listened as Booth and Parker talked about sports. She was uninterested, her eyes fixated on Seeley's grin, his hand stroking her inner thigh, slowly working up courage as he became more daring in his touching. It was the closest they had been in over a month, and her grin told him she was not as mad as she put on. He knew Bones, and if she was so pissed she would not allow his bold under the table advances.

Bones was melting under his touch. He had caught her glaring at him with lustful apologetic eyes, as his hands lingered on her inner thigh as she began to grow wet. To avert her attention she began to nibble on lettuce and tomato. But in her mind they were in her bedroom releasing a month's worth awkwardness and built up sexual energy and tension.

But a voice in her head told her not to jump in the sack with him. Sure she loved him and could not manage with out him, but she did not want him to think all she was good for was sex. She felt since the announcment of the pregnancy all she was to do was to please him. Hell, she was still on the fence about this child. She felt she owed. All she knew is she loved him and acted on her urges to fuck. And now she was expected to have his child and be his girlfriend. She was not sure she wanted this, but part of her told her to let go and lose herself in him. So she put herself out their, listened to the voice and now was vulnerable.

She always wanted a child, but like this she was not sure. She pictured herself alone raising a child. She was not use to depending on someone. It was new and unlike anything she had ever exprienced. Bones was afraid of being betrayed. He could talk a good game and promise the world. But, would he deliver? She did not want to go through everything for him to crush her. Yet, her body betrayed her. It complied with his touch and aroused at the sight of him, even if her mind was not. Her emotions also took advantage of her body's compliance, it too did as it pleased.

It let loose a flood of emotions that she had supressed, it caused a plethora of sensations she had never had before. And, her mind did not react but the emotions just piled up and her body complied to any sexual emotions that were there. Her mind on the other hand, begged her not to comply. it begged her to think it through and not to get to attatched. Not getting attatched was her game plan for years and it worked-it was her game until this boy showed up. Her game was to be emotionally distant and not let anyone in ever since her family and life fucked her over.

Part of her mind told her not to get attatched, to be just partners with him. But the urge to hook up with him overtook her. She decided then that it must just be a good lay and nothing more. But before she could enact her plan he took her by storm. He was playing with fire. Though it was a bad habit, she just wanted to fuck him. Nothing more nothing less. But it was hard to think like this seriously when, he was stroking her inner thigh and her womanhood was growing wet and swollen with his every stroke.

Instinctively, Bones' hand flew to his inner thigh where as she stroked it her hand brushed up against his erect penis. She could tell the cloth was containing but just barely. Her mind told her to run... to not given. But the lustful, love sick look in his eyes told her more. It told her to let it go, to surrender and she would be happy. Her happiness maybe only physical or temperorary. But the pangs of depression in her beckoned her to submit along with her erotically charged mind. Plain and simple, her horniness was telling her to put her sexual apettite first and the rest would perhaps figure itself out or fall into place.

In addition, another part of her told her that the deed was done. That she and Booth could never go back to being just partners. She loved him and he her. Plus, she had been a conquest of his. She knew that partners don't fuck and they did. To go back to being partners could not happen, he would still have the memories of that sultry, hot sweaty night under her sheets. That he would never look at her with the same respect ever again if they were just partners.

Booth eyed her lustuflly, wandering what was on her mind. He knew deep inside he was moving way too fast for her. But, it had been years. He had years worth of love to share and make. He loved her plain and simple, and would never leave her. It seemed, at least to him, that with every day she was pregnant she grew sexier. He was elated she decided against adoption or abortion, but was not convinced she shared in his joy. From the empty look in her eyes, he vowed that he would make her feel the joy at all costs.

Silently they finished their meal and Parker was dropped off at home with a promise that next weekend they would go to hockey game. No words left Bones' mouth as Booth rested his hand on her inner thigh and looked over at her.

"Bones?" it was a question not a statment.

"Mm."

"What's wrong? I can feel it, see it in your eyes."

She cursed mentally at Booth and put on a brave face.

"Just hurting," it was not a lie she was hurting- she just omitted some of the truth.

"Tell me now. Do you want this?" tears were threatening in his eyes as his voice cracked while he spoke.

"I...well yeah," she sputtered uncertainly.

"Really?" he asked dubious as his eyes were never averted from the road, but he knew her too well. He could hear the hitch, the doubt in her voice.

"If I did not want to or was unsure would I do it?" answering his question with a question seemed fit.

"Would you is the real question."

"And if I did would it matter. I love you and nothing is going to change that."

"Of course it would matter. When I saw you I knew I had to have you. I knew there were no regrets and no going back. The question is did you?"

"I knew there was no going back, and I am not saying I did not love you. But a child? Seriously Seeley," her voice shook as tears welled. So many words unspoken flew out, emotions and tensions running high.

"Yes a child. I knew it was a possibility and I am manning up to it. I love you and see a future. I love children and being a father. But if that means you resenting me I am sorry but it was the chance we took."

"Yes it was a chance, but not undoable. You expect me to step into the mould you have for women. You expect me to be a mother at conception and some sort of wife to you. Well I need time to adjust and I don't believe in marriage," she raised her voice not due to hormones or pregnancy but to rage.

His grip on her leg tightened- he wanted her to give him a shot but it seemed she lied about her feelings.

"What do you want from me Bones?"

"Time. Give me a chance to get use to this. I understand we both want this to be physical, but give me a chance to get my emotions right. Don't force me into this."

The light turned red as he came to screeching hault, his eyes locked on hers. Something in his mind told him to make his move. He leaned in his lips merely inches from hers and stole a brief kiss. His body craved her, he went hard just from a kiss. He felt her body shiver as she trembled.

"See there is something." He claimed this as she trembled.

"I never denied a mutual physical attraction. I want you as bad as you want me, but I'm not sure we want the same things."

"I doubt you want me as bad as I do you," he mummbled his knuckles turning white as his hands crept a long her inner thigh.

"Really," she chuckled as his hand dipped below the waistline of her pants. He could feel the heat coming offer her anatomy, his finger stroking her wetness.

"Maybe not," he grinned but she didn't.

"Just trop trying to make me fit in to your mould. Let me be me, not some wife figure," she demanded, her voice firm and unwavering.

"Fine," he compromised knowing in his heart of hearts he would win her over in the end.

"So we are clear, no strings attatched?"

"Yes," he whispered regretfully praying to his god she would not do him wrong. But he agreed because if you love something, you must set it free. If you love someone let them go and if they come back that is true love.

Booth withdrew his hand from her skin, and grew strangely silent for him. And, Bones had no random fact or anecdote for him. The silence was worse then before. Booth had unspoken words of love and unfufilled actions. Bones had a gut feeling of guilt like she should apologize.

Unable to stand the silence he turned on the radio. The speakers of his SUV were blasting I Was MAde FOr Loving You by KISS. He could not help but think this was the case with him and Bones. The awkwardness growing as he turned and stared her in the eyes, his eyes were like that of lost puppy, he spoke.

"Bones I'm sorry," he whispered his voice uneven and cracking like a boy going through puberty.

"You seem to be saying that a lot Seeley," her tone angry.

"What do you want from me Temperance? What can I do?" His hand rested on her thigh as he squeezed her letting her know he was there.

"Take me as I come, as I am."

The rest of the ride back to her apartment was silent and awkward. Once at her home, Bones went to her room and Booth sat on the couch for a moment. He began to ponder why he was there, but he knew if he left it would speak volumes about him. He had promised he would never leave or hurt her and intended on keeping it. But, she needed her space. He got up and fumbled for his keys, and walked to the door. His hand on the handle, he contemplated leaving but something in his stomach told him yo go to her room.

He cautiously entered the room and was suprised at the sight he saw.