(The Lost love in the Foreign Land)
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Dancing was their thing. It has been for a while. Whenever Brennan felt sad, Booth would put on some slow music and they'd dance. It made her feel better and to be truthful, it made him feel better too.
"Bones, you remember that time when we were at your High School reunion and you wanted to dance a slow dance?" They were barely moving, but that's how they danced most of the time anyway.
Her left arm was hooked around his shoulder, her right hand clasped in his hand. "Yes, they were playing Kiss From a Rose."
Booth hadn't thought about that dance for a while, but holding her in his arms, he realized just how far they'd come. "I'm sorry I hesitated about dancing with you. I didn't mean to . . . you know, make you uncomfortable."
Relaxed in his arms, Brennan swayed to the music, her eyes closed. "Why didn't you want to dance with me? You danced fast dances with me . . . why did you hesitate over that song?"
A little embarrassed when he thought about it now, Booth pulled her closer towards his body. "I . . . um . . . well, you wanted us to be just friends and to tell you the truth, I was afraid to dance with you this close."
Her body pressed against his, Brennan leaned her chin on his shoulder, "You wanted to keep room for the Holy Spirit. I didn't know what that meant."
Hips pressed against hips, they swayed to the music. "Well Bones, when you keep room for the Holy Spirit you don't let certain parts of your bodies touch because it might cause . . . reactions. We were just friends and I didn't want to um . . . react to you pressed against me when we were dancing."
"I see." Moving her arm, Brennan placed her arm around his chest and continued to sway to the music. "But we don't need room for the Holy Spirit now."
"No, definitely not." He kissed her cheek and continued to dance. "I love the feel of your body next to mine . . . us just dancing. It makes me happy."
She felt him stop moving and she stopped with him. Her eyes now open, Brennan stared into Booth's eyes. "It makes me feel wanted. When we dance . . . it makes me feel like we belong together."
Slowly releasing her hand, Booth brushed her hair aside and kissed her once more. "You are wanted Bones." Moving his arm around her chest, he started to move them back into their very slow dance. "You and me this is what I've always wanted."
As she moved against him, Brennan felt his arms hold her in a comforting embrace. "I love dancing with you."
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