"Booth." said Brennan as she leaned over papers on the case.
Booth pulled his hand back from her lower back, but continued to look over her shoulder. "Sorry. When's our next therapy session?"
"Wednesday. Sweets will probably do that thing where he doesn't talk the whole time. I'd bring something to do." Brennan put the papers back in the folder and stood to walk out of the office.
"Yes! Now we can eat?" he said with a hopeful smile. Brennan smiled back and nodded, following him to his car. "What do you want? How about the diner?" Booth said as he opened her door.
"Sure." she replied.
They ate peacefully,...
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