Bones Drabble: Debits and Credits
Brennan sipped her coffee, eyes closed as she savored the fragrant brew.
“Tempe.”
Her eyes snapped open. “Sully.” She looked up to see his familiar smile. “When did you get back?”
“Yesterday.”
Honoring their history, she slid from the booth. They hugged; when his head tilted, she turned so his lips found her cheek.
Sully pulled back, brown eyes edged with disappointment.
“You look well,” she said, observing his bronzed skin.
”You don’t. Are you happy, Tempe?”
Thinking of another pair of brown eyes, considering what she’d gained and lost, Brennan struggled for precision. “No. But I’m happy I stayed.”