"It was nice of Max to offer to keep the kids for the weekend." Booth brought Brennan a glass of wine and sat with her on the sofa.
"I know. He couldn't decide what to get me for my birthday. I told him I didn't really want anything except time with my husband." She snuggled up against Booth.
" You want to go for dinner and a movie?"
"It's too cold to go anywhere, but I do have an idea about some entertainment. It's kind of unusual, but I think you'll like it."
"It's your birthday, so whatever you want."
Brennan gave her husband a sly little smile. "I thought we might engage in some creative role play."
You mean Buck and Wanda and the knife throwing act? Or the naughty librarian?"
"No, this is different. I'll be a bored housewife and you'll be the handyman that's here to fix things at the house."
"What kind of things?"
"Use your imagination. Here's your tool belt. It's supposed to ride kind of low on your hips. I'll be in another part of the house. Just let me know when you're ready."
Booth grinned. "I'm always ready."
"Call out to me."
"Oh. Okay."
Fifteen minutes later, with tool belt on, Booth called out, "Dr. Brennan? It's the handyman. I'm here to fix things."
"Can you come to the bathroom? I don't think the drain in the bathtub is working. There's still a lot of water in the tub."
Booth, wearing only his tool belt and a smile, opened the bathroom door to find his wife in the tub with lots of bubbles. His beer hat was on the floor waiting for him.
He laughed. "You know, Bones, I think I'm going to like this game a lot more than I've ever liked hockey..