This is the first time in the character's point of view. Sorry if I have many mistakes, I just wanted to try something new. Hope you enjoy, please review when you finish...
I watched him move throughout the room, shirtless. He placed the suitcase on top of the bed; he was searching for the right shirt to wear. Booth's muscles bunched and relaxed. I could feel myself wanting to jump on top of him, the things that could be done with those muscles, before I knew it my mind had shifted into dirty scenarios. Stop it Temperance! If you keep thinking about it we may never get to the bar in time. Trying to relax my mind and other parts of my body I moved into the bathroom, stopped in front of the mirror to apply the rest of my makeup.
Seeing my reflection I couldn't help but laugh; I wore a blue dress, Angela had picked it up for me, she said it was "hot", whatever she meant with that. I had also on high stiletto heels, giving me a few inches more of height. My hair was loose, why bother tight it up when at the end of the night it was going to be where it was right now; in curls framing my face. I gave one more look at the mirror, I had no idea if I looked good, but judging by Booth's words, I looked great.
He walked into the room, hugging my body from behind. Booth's arms crossed at my waist and he rested his face on my shoulder
"You look so beautiful" He said as we both looked at the mirror in front of us. We both looked good together, like if things where finally in the right place
"Thank you, so do you" I said as my heartbeat increased, feeling his body so close was some kind of sweet torture, if that actually exists
I turned around in his arms. He had picked a black shirt; though I would've preferred him shirtless it looked great on him. I tugged his collar and kissed him, he kissed back
"Ready to party Bones!" Though it sounded nothing like a question I answered
"Yes" I said smiling
He grabbed my hand and walked me until we reached the lobby. He told me he had to talk to the manager, I asked him why but he just strolled away, after several minutes he returned
"What was all that about?"
"Oh nothing Bones, I just"- I could sense he was searching for words "Ask them if they could straight up the room"
What? The room was clean, we both are very organized people, maybe I'm a little more, but it was clean. I decided to ignore the conversation; the personnel would enter the room and probably leave when they see it was clean.
Apparently he was surprised by me not asking him more, his eyebrows stood up, he smiled and grabbed my hand once again.
He guided me through the streets of Veracruz. Many people had told me about this place, it was an archeological site so many of my fellow coworkers had mentioned it to me. But they had never told about how beautiful the town was as well. People strolled down the sidewalks, couples, children, seniors with a bag of seeds to feed the birds. It was nothing like D.C. I looked at Booth, his face changed colors as the lights illuminated his body. Every time we would pass a male, he would squeezed my hand stronger, or tried to cover my legs to prevent anyone else to see them, he thought I didn't notice, but I did. Most men who have been protective with me had always finished getting on my last nerve, well he also gets on my last nerve but I wouldn't have it any other way.
We stopped in front of some kind of club, but it was like none I've ever seen. We entered through a door where a gigantic man stood, he nodded as we continued walking, then we had to walk several stairs down, like you would in a basement. Booth yelled the name of the club as we reached the end of the stairs, due to the load noises I didn't quite hear him, but I could tell it had a Spanish name.
Before we knew it, we where surrounded by many couples dancing salsa, hips moving as if they weren't supported by bones.
"I didn't know it was a salsa club!" Booth shouted as his grip on my hand increased
"It looks fun" I said as I looked at the people laughing, drinking and dancing. I felt his stare, his face stunned by surprise "I mean because of the cultural activities these people enroll down here, very ritualistic"
"Culturally? Huh" Sarcasm and laughter covered his words
"Yes, culturally" I said smiling, though cultural rituals where the last things on my mind
"Want to get a drink?"
I nodded, and we started walking to the bar; we each took seats next to each other. We order two drinks of the same thing, Booth asked me to just try it. I liked it. I heard the music play, my foot started moving as if possessed by the tune. I looked at Booth; he was moving the alcoholic beverage in his hand. I decided to take the chance
"C'mon let's dance!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the crowd.
She had actually asked me to dance. Yep, Miss. I'm an anthropologist with too many doctorates for a lifetime plus I have a kicker ass body, had asked me to dance!
I could tell my body freeze, the alcohol was just starting to flow through my blood
"You want to dance?" I asked in disbelief
"Don't you?" Her beautiful eyes stared into mine. Of course I want to!
"Yeah, yes, I do" I placed one hand on her waist and with the other covered her hand, she placed her free hand over my shoulder "I just never had guessed you liked salsa"
"Well, I don't think I dance well, but I respect the emotions that can be transmitted through this specific form of art" The music started and every thing she just said banished away. Not a good dancer! She was great! Her hips started to move, my hand involuntarily landed lower on her hip. Bones was dancing as the music played. I've never considered myself an amazing dancer, but I don't think I'm bad, she was better, so much better than me. Who would've thought, Bones such a sexy salsa dancer
"Where did you learn to dance like this?" I said as she turned in my arms letting me speak to her ear
"College" Bones said in between laughs
College! What the hell happen in college to Bones? To be honest I was not in the mood for asking at that moment, talking was the last thing on my mind. I tried to focus my mind on something else that wasn't so sexy, but every time her body got close to mine I couldn't help but react, especially one part of my body react. The music stopped and with that she withdrew from my hands, the crowd clapped, we clapped. My breath was heavy as if just finishing a marathon, maybe I had, and maybe keeping me from jumping on Bones was the greatest most tiring sport of all. In that case, I was a pro since the first day we started working together.
I looked at her. Her hair was across her face, she was clapping and laughing. Sweat was staring to form on her neck and disappearing in between her cleavage. My mouth suddenly felt dry. I watched Bones once again; her eyes greener than ever before, the heavy makeup making her look sexy and mysterious. She felt my stare and looked at me.
"That was fun" She started to walk back towards the bar. I had to hurry to get to where she was, no way I was letting her out off my site in a bar wearing that dress
"Wait up" We sat at the same place we had been before she pulled me to the dance floor "Bones you are the best dancer I've ever danced with"
She smiled "No, I'm not, my spine is not properly coordinated"
"That's not true" I snapped back
"Booth, I'm the one that knows about bones, I think I know when my spine is not coordinated" She was right, she was the one that knew about bones
"But I'm the one that can tell if somebody dances great, plus ask every other guy in here, you dance amazing" Honestly I really didn't want her asking any other guys anything
"So do I ask them?" Bones grinned
I grabbed her by the waist before she stood up "No, its okay Bones I believe you"
She laughed.
"How long?" The voice spoke with a strange American accent, though it was almost impossible to say if the guy was American and had gone to leave in Mexico, or the other way around
"How long what?" I asked back
"C'mon how long have you two been married"? The man pointed at Bones and me
Brennan spit a sip of the drink that had just been served to her. I patted her one the back
"No man, we are not ma"- he caught me off
"Do you have children?" The man asked again, though he was being polite he was getting on my last nerve
Bones almost drowned again on her drink
"No" Bones spoke "We are not married nor we have children, no, we don't" She was trying to get the point across but the guy just didn't understand, he insisted we where married or something like that. We ignored him and left the club
What had been illuminated and complete with life was now dark and silent. We walked to the hotel, her heels making soft noises as they hit the cement, or concrete or whatever she called it.
"Are you still freaked out for what happened back there?" I was talking about the whole married thing
She thought for a moment then spoke "No" A pause "I mean, so he thought we where married, that only means we actually do look like a match"
I chuckled and pulled her closer to kiss her forehead, not wanting to discuss more about our relationship
I opened the suit's door, the smell of roses emerged from the room. The suit was decorated with white lighten candles, the floor and bed where covered by delicate rose pedals. Before I could turn around to see if he was the one responsible for this, he picked me up and carried me to the bed. Letting our bodies fall in the puddle of petals. It was an amazing day.
I laid her on the bed, seeing her surrounded of those delicate red petals just made me love her even more. It was an amazing day.
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