When she finished talking, she looked over at him and realized that he was just staring at her. Her own brow wrinkled in confusion even as her heart rate sped up. His looks like this were becoming more frequent and although her mind worked hard to remain neutral to the situation, she could not help her body from reacting naturally. A flush crept into her face at his scrutiny and she removed her hand from his.
"What, Booth?" she asked with an eyebrow raise, trying to sound annoyed and not flustered. She disliked that he could so easily make her feel this way. He was only looking at her for god's sake.