78. Entrapment
Brennan looked up as Booth entered his apartment. She heard the opening, then slamming of the safe before he appeared, face conflicted as he smiled genuinely at her, sat on his couch, feet propped up on the coffee table, laptop resting on her thighs, the slight swell of her baby bump visible from under her, his, t-shirt.
"Hey, Bones." The murmur came as he sat down beside her, pressing a kiss to her lips and then to her bump as he mumbled a quick hello to their baby.
"What's wrong, Booth?"
"Nothing, just the case I got called in on."
"What about the case?"
"They can't tie their guy to the robbery, they want to set him up so they can connect him to the other crimes."
"Entrap him?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind but I don't think he did it, Bones."
"Did you tell the other agents?"
"Yeah, they're still going ahead with it. I just think it's a waste of time, this guy won't fall for it because he's not guilty, they could spend their time looking for more evidence to link to the actual thief. They asked for my input and I gave it but they're still sticking to their guns, I just wasted an entire Saturday with a bunch of morons when I could have been here with you two."
"You're here now."
"That I am." He grinned, "D'you want takeout for dinner?"
"Maybe later. Right now, I find I am quite aroused—"
"Bonesssss—"
"—and I would very much enjoy it, and be very thankful, if you took me to your bedroom and made me orgasm a minimum of three times."
"Okay, no more talking, come on."
He stood up, helping her up too, before he led the way towards his bedroom, the door falling shut behind them.