"It's not much," he mumbled between kisses. "But it's newer, neat.  A little garden outside. Lots of bookshelves." The both of them were avid readers, Brooks mostly for information, but sometimes for pleasure. She had aways had an interest and so it had been what had sold him on that particular property. "A nice master bedroom," he paused, waiting on her expression. They hadn't been shy in their minimal private time, but he'd by lying if he said it wasn't a struggle sometimes, to keep it reasonable.