Crush

Brennan watched as Booth maneuvered around his tiny kitchen. He seemed to be everywhere at once, though in the small space, it wasn't such a feat. He was humming some sort of song as he prepared their dinner, and either she didn't know it or she couldn't place the melody. At one point, he tossed an eggshell over his shoulder, and it was a straight shot into the wastebasket.

"Impressive," Brennan commended, and Booth grinned at her with a quick wink.

She blushed, and he caught it, immediately reaching out and wrapping his fingers around her wrist to pull her closer. "Ah, Bones…are you blushing?"

Her brow furrowed, and she grew slightly stiff in his grasp. "I…" she tried to formulate an appropriate and still truthful response. Booth grinned and placed a quick kiss on her lips.

"Admit it, Bones. You've got a crush on me."

"I will admit it." she declared. "As soon as you admit you have a crush on me."

"Oh, I'll admit it," Booth quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close. "I'll admit it any day of the week, baby."

"Baby?"

"You know it," he replied.

She shook her head, but smiled, and their teasing banter fell away, leaving them both slightly nervous. But neither one wanted to move away. Brennan rested her hands on his chest and leaned in for a soft kiss. "I like you, Booth."

He smiled against her lips and pulled her even closer. "I like you too, Bones."

-b&b-