A/N: Hello dear readers! If you hate Hannah and Booth, this is not the snippet for you XD. Next point on the agenda: I promise that I am still working on the Legal intern. However, I want to make sure I got the next couple of chapters down before I leave you all hanging too long in the middle of it all XD. If you made it to the end of this author note (which is about 22% of this whole story XD): enjoy!
Hannah moaned as she saw Booth putting on his suit. Turning around to face his grumbling girlfriend he knotted his tie. "You can go back to sleep you know," Booth spoke softly. "It is only 4.30 am."
A smile formed under her half opened sleepy eyes. "I will, but I was admiring the show of you getting dressed. I think the FBI regulation dress code is biased against women. How are female suspects supposed to be able to concentrate with men like you in the room?"
Booth grinned. "Not all men within the FBI are like me and not every woman has the desire to get into my handcuffs like you do."
Hannah rolled over onto her stomach, keeping eye contact. "I'd say that is their loss."
Smiling Booth bend over to give her a bye-for-now-kiss. "Go back to sleep, we'll meet for lunch." Brushing a lock of hair out of her face, taking the opportunity to caress her cheek with his thumb.
Rolling back onto her back Hannah grabbed his tie holding him close to her. "Are you sure you don't have 5 minutes to spare?" Pulling the sheets partly of her, showing him some leg. "I sleep a lot better after an official special agent Booth induced orgasm." Despite her sleepiness and the early hour her request more than obvious and enticing.
Booth chuckled. "We both know that we'd take longer than just 5 minutes and I have to keep my suit wrinkle free here."
Hannah grumbled unhappily. "Arghh okay then. You better make it up to me tonight. Good luck at the crime scene." She let go of his tie. When her head hit the pillow her eyes already got too heavy to hold them open any longer.
Before Booth could have made it out of the bedroom she was already back to her peaceful slumber. Booth couldn't help it but look at her sleeping in his bed for a second, replacing the warm covers to envelop her again. This is the life.