His place was pretty simple as far as decor went. He'd actually painted it a nice color of cool green. Very, very light with a strip of black in the center wall. It was modern with a touch of old school feel in the furniture. He didn't like that plastic look and feel most modern furniture had adopted. He wanted something rustic and manly, but comfortable at the same time and he got it. He had an entertainment center in the living room where he stored up his comics and his movies, the large screen t.v. he splurged on a few months ago, it was obvious he made a decent living. It wasn't like he had many real bills to take care of. He chipped with the complex so everything wasn't riding on Andrew's shoulders incase anything needed fixing or what have you, but still. He was adult and alone. He didn't have the expenses he had back in D.C. For better and worse.
"I like the way you think, Summers." His lips curved upward in pure amusement. "Food and sex. I think you just nailed my two favorite activities in one." But then she was all close and warm and Booth settled back against his bed. His arms wrapped warmly around her. "I'm okay with that." He only moved slightly to reach for his phone and turn it off completely. A thing he never would have done usually, but for some reason he felt a need to break the cycle and brushed his lips against her neck.
His arm slid around her waistline and fingertips toyed with her bare skin. Slow and careful circles. "What round were we on?" He grinned.