"Hopefully he won't take too long to get to sleep," I told Penelope. I carried my son, Evan, into her guest bedroom to try and get him to sleep. It was after 10 pm, so hopefully he would pass out quickly. She had recently introduced me to the show Doctor Who, and I am in love! I have no idea how I haven't seen this show before I met her. I moved in next door to her about 3 weeks ago and we've been hanging out quite a bit, mostly at our apartments because of my son. It's really hard to find a sitter that knows how to care for a special needs child.
I laid Evan in the bed and sat in the chair next to it, waiting for him to go to sleep. He giggled, rolling around on the bed in his usual fashion. Sometimes it was hard not to laugh at his behavior at bedtime because he was so funny. I faintly heard a knock on Penelope's front door and her greet a guy. She'd told me that she'd invited her coworker over because he was a major Doctor Who fanatic, and to help me make friends. I moved here from the Midwest and knew no one.
It took roughly twenty minutes for Evan to pass out. I quietly left the room, cracking the door, and headed into the living room. I blinked my eyes a few times so that I could adjust to the light.
"Sorry it took so long," I started, but stopped the second I saw him. I felt like all the air in my lungs froze as I took him in. He was so incredibly handsome that it hurt. It physically hurt me. He stared back at me with those big brown eyes, making me feel weak.
"Hi," he said timidly.
"Hi," my response came out a little breathy. Penelope walked into the room from the kitchen with a bowl of freshly made popcorn.
"Oh hey! The little guy out?" She asked and sat on the couch, leaving the only open spot next to him.
"Uh, yeah. He's asleep," I looked away from him and met her smiling expression. She could tell what my thoughts were.
"Kristin, this is Spencer." She was smiling brightly. I looked back to him, giving him a closed-mouth smile.
Spencer cleared his throat. "Nice to meet you."
"You too." I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Come, sit!" Penelope prompted me and I followed her request, sitting down on the seat next to Spencer, where she had pointed to.
"I uh… hear you're new to watching Doctor Who?" He asked, seeming nervous.
"Yeah. I don't know how I survived my whole life not watching it," I joked and he smiled wide. Oh my, that smile. I am in serious trouble here.
"Well, let's get to it!" Penelope giggled and started the show. I leaned back into the couch, feeling anxious. How was I supposed to watch a show while sitting so closely to him?
I did my best to pay attention to the show, and soon began to feel more comfortable being in such close proximity with Spencer. I just couldn't get over how attractive he was. And he smelled so good. I could tell he wasn't wearing any cologne, but his clothes smelled like fresh laundry and he had a faint scent of dial soap. There was something very refreshing about it, like that he was comfortable enough in his own skin that he didn't feel the need to try harder than necessary.
"Wait... what's the deal with the daleks again?" I asked. I knew that they were the Doctor's enemy, but I didn't really know the back story.
"The Daleks and the Time Lords got into a conflict and it resulted in nearly all of the Daleks dying. Because of this, they seek to destroy the Doctor," Spencer informed me and continued to elaborate. He seemed to know a LOT about this show and I didn't care that he was rambling. His excitement about this topic was cute and it was a great excuse to stare into those brown eyes and watch his mouth move.
"Reid, too much," Penelope scolded and I wanted to smack her.
"Sorry," Spencer replied, blushing slightly.
"No, it's cool. I thought it was interesting. Really helps me understand the story line better," I gave him a reassuring smile and he gave me a weak one back. We all turned our attention back to the show. Once the episode ended, Spencer excused himself to the restroom.
"So..." Penelope asked suggestively. She was referring to Spencer.
"A little heads up would have been nice."
"About what?" She was still smiling.
"That the 'coworker' you invited over is so good looking it physically hurts me," I whispered back and she laughed. "It's not funny," I commented.
"Your face when I walked in here and you two were staring at each other was priceless," she giggled some more. I just rolled my eyes. I heard the bathroom door open and we ended our conversation. I suddenly heard Spencer speaking softly. Is he on the phone?
"Kristin?" Spencer said a minute later. I turned around and saw him holding Evan, who looked sleepy.
"Is he okay?" I jumped up, walking up to them. Evan was letting a stranger hold him?
"He walked up to me after I left the bathroom and said 'please', then raised his arms." Spencer gently transferred Evan to my arms.
"Thank you," I smiled at Spencer before carrying Evan to the bathroom. I took him potty and laid him back down. When I walked out into the living room, Penelope was discussing Evan with Spencer.
"I was just telling Spencer about Evan and why you moved." She stated. I nodded.
"Applied behavior analysis, huh?" Spencer asked with a smile. I nodded.
"It's definitely not the same as what you do, but still psychology." I stated and Spencer nodded.
"I've read much of Skinner's work. Radical behaviorism is rather fascinating," Spencer stated and I smiled. A person with knowledge of my field is rare.
"I obviously think so too, obviously. I got my Ph.D. because I was so interested."
"I've got a Ph.D. in psychology, as well," Spencer was smiling at me.
"Yeah, and two other Ph.D.s," Penelope commented. I gave Spencer a surprised look. "He's a genius."
"Really?" I asked and Spencer blushed, nodding. God, this man is so freaking amazing. I am definitely in trouble.