Characters: Brennan, Booth
S/N: This is a drabble set in the not-too-distant future.
A/N: I wrote this just because. :)
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“Well, I would use the length of your femur”--she squeezed his thigh--“to estimate your height.”
“Very, very tall, right?”
Brennan rolled her eyes in response.
"The distinct prominence of your brow ridge"--she traced a finger over his eyebrows--"would suggest that you're male."
"All man—that's me," Booth replied with a smirk. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face before taking her hand and placing it on his crotch. “And what does that suggest, Dr. Brennan?”
“That this lesson is over.”
“Wrong,” he murmured, “I think it's just beginning.”