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[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

Tempe :: folds her arms across her chest and flashes him an arched eyebrow look, complete with a smug smile. ::

"Maybe it's perfectly possible for me to resist you, Agent Booth. Did you ever think of that? That possibly I just don't need your body?"

( god, i love teasing him. )

[MacBooth]

::Booth wants to reply but it's hard not to giggle at her teasing.::

"Yeah, it did occur....momentairly." ::he listens to the rest of her quip :: But you can't deny *wanting* my body, though....right?"

[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

Tempe :: gives him a world class eye roll. ::

"I can deny wanting your body right this moment, Agent Booth, that's for sure."

( but as to later on tonight? I don't know... damn, he has such an affect on me. )

[MacBooth]

::He glances at her as she talks, though he has to keep most of his attention on the road.::

Booth: Uh-huh, I can see how I have an effect on you ::he chuckles:: "Yeah maybe now you can but we'll see what happens later"

[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

Tempe :: sighs and smoothes her hair behind her ear. ::

"You've never had an ego problem."

:: She watches the traffic as they drive to the restaurant. She lets him get her door when they park and she pauses as she stands in front of him. She places her hand gently on his chest, resting it there as she looks into his eyes. ::

"Hey."

:: She stands up on her tip toes and steals a gentle slow kiss. ::

"I wanted to do that all day."

( He makes me so giddy. )

[MacBooth]

Booth: You can do it several more times if you'd like ::chuckles:: "I wouldn't mind at all." ::He gives a big smile before saying "after you":: as they start to walk.

[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

Tempe :: leans back just a bit against his hand on the small of her back. It's so comforting. And it's something she never thought she'd like. But around Booth, the feeling of his hands on her, even while just walking somewhere, is something that she can't imagine having to live without now that she's gotten used to it.

They're seated at a table in the back corner of the restaurant and she's thankful not many people are there tonight. She keeps a watchful eye on Booth's reactions to the room, having gotten used to him having honed FBI instincts regarding which people to trust and which ones to be wary of. She, herself, has had to develop similiar instincts, having spent so much time alone, but ever since she started working with him regularly, she'd come to realize that his in intuitions came in handy many times.

Just as she's opened her menu and started to try to decide what she might want to eat, she hears a man's voice and feels a presence near their table.

Man :: holding out a copy of her book and a pen. ::

"Dr. Brennan, would you sign my book?"

Tempe :: her eyes shoot up to Booth's and then up to this mysterious looking man. There's something creepy about the gleam in his eyes, but she can't place it. It makes her hairs on the back of her neck stand up and her heart beat double. ::

( What, was this guy just carrying around my book waiting to see me somewhere? Or did he follow me here? What do I say? I don't want to be rude, but he looks strange, and he's staring at me so intensely... )

[MacBooth]

::Booth is uneasy too, but he can't place why either. He watches, noticing the eyes, studying the man, waiting for Brennan's reaction, also ready to take action should it become necessary. His own neck hairs are also standing up.::

[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

Tempe :: hesitates for a moment, then reassures herself. ::

( It's irrational to just fear someone because he's asking for a harmless autograph. )

She reaches for the pen and the book, opens it to the title page and takes the cap off of the pen.

"Um, sure. Who do I make it out to?"

Man :: pulls up a chair to their table and sits down in it, as if he'd been invited to join them. He leans in closer to her, his elbows on the table, completely acting as if Booth isn't even there. His eyes still gleam towards her, with more than just a passing adoration for her. ::

"Make it to... Ben."

Tempe :: starts signing the book, then closes it and pushes it towards the man. ::

"I'm flattered that you like my writing, Ben."

Ben :: smiles, but doesn't make a move to take the book or leave. Still ignoring Booth, he continues to talk to her. ::

"You're.... absolutely ... brilliant... Temperance. I can call you that... can't I?"

Tempe :: glances quickly over at Booth, getting a strange sense about this man again. Then looks at the man cooly. ::

"Call me Dr. Brennan. Please. And we're in the middle of a ... meeting ... right now."

Ben :: not taking the hint, nods to her and reaches out to touch her hand. He whispers, but it's loud enough for booth to hear. ::

"I've been watching you for a long time. I think you're the most beautiful sexy woman I've ever seen."





ooc :: heh, have fun with that one, Mel.

[MacBooth]

Booth:::He swats the guy's hand away , glaring at the guy annoyed and angry that he isn't getting the hint ::

Hey, she wants you to back off, so do it. Or I'lll make you do it.

[CSI_Bones_FanGirl]

ooc :: Just wanted to say I'm sorry I've been on "hiatus" from writing for so long, Mel. I think it's the depression.

[MacBooth]

No problem, work keeps me busy anyway. Take all the time you need.

[Tempe_B]

Angela sits in her office, working on a self portrait.

Angela: Everytime I draw myself I look like a fat pig!

Not that she was talking to anyone in general, maybe God, maybe Buddah, maybe Brad Pitt, if any of them we listening. She slammed her sketch pad down and let out a long stream of curse words, making her feel slightly better.