Tomas and Greer
"Come on, Annie. Toro. Toro. Toro for Daddy! Just like his stupid friend."
"Hey--"
"And what exactly do you two think you're doing?"
Greer flinched and dropped the red handkerchief to the floor. Forcing his most innocent smile, he looked back over his shoulder and up to his wife who was standing in the doorway that led from the sitting room to the kitchen. Her arms were crossed and she was giving him a look that could see straight through his soul.
Greer swallowed. "Just playing with Annabelle, love."
"Bull and Matador," Booth chimed in and stuck his forefingers up to either side of his temples for emphasis.
Olivia rolled her eyes and turned to head back into the kitchen. "Our daughter is not a heifer, Greer."
"She's the bull!" both men chimed after her.
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