100 Drabbles~Chapter One
"What do you mean, Booth? I don't understand."
"You don't get the meaning of the word 'someday', Bones? Or you don't get the meaning when I say it to you?"
"The latter, of course."
He stepped around her desk slowly, like a jungle cat stalking its prey, permeating her senses by leaning dangerously over her shoulder and letting his breath slide hotly over her neck.
"Someday, Bones. Someday…this will not be an invasion of your personal space. It will not be me, crossing a line and triggering your flight or fight response. It will not be an excuse for you to rebuild those walls I've spent six years tearing down. It will be me…and you…naked, sweaty and unapologetic. It will be sexy and erotic and time consuming and passionate and exhausting and I will make you scream my name and it will be everything both of us has ever wanted. And then it will be soft and slow and deep and long and passionate and exhausting and I will make you whisper my name and it will still be everything both of us have ever wanted."
He stood and idly ran one finger down her spine, slowly. Her whole body tensed, waiting for the inevitable punch line.
"But it won't be now. You're not ready. But, Bones?"