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Dave Rossi has his own beach house right on the beach. He figured it would be a great idea to have the team down for a few days and have a BBQ. They rarely got the weekend off so they were going to make the most of it the guys rode down in one car while the girls rode separate. The guys arrive first and are shocked by how big Rossi's house is.
"Holy shit grandpa! This place is huge!" Morgan says while grinning ear to ear.
"Who the hell are you calling grandpa? I can disinvite your ass you know," Rossi replies with a smile.
Morgan holds his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. But I think I need to write some books so I can live in luxury like you."
"I'm glad you like it. You guys can go up and pick rooms. There are enough rooms for everyone to have their own."
As the guys set off to find rooms the ladies pull up. They get out of the car and gape at the house in front of them. "If I'm in love with the outside I think I'm going to die when I see the inside," Garcia says in a chipper voice.
"Let's go," JJ prompts.
The three ladies walk in and Garcia squeals loudly. "OMG! The living room is as big as my apartment! And look at the carpet and wallpaper! Holy shit! Look at the size of this kitchen!"
Emily and JJ are laughing at how excited Garcia is at the house when the guys come back downstairs. "You think this is awesome baby girl, wait until you pick a room!"
"I get my own room? Oh my God Dave, I love you!" she runs up and plants a big kiss on his lips. "Thank you!" Rossi blushes and nods as Garcia runs away with Morgan to pick a room.
"You two ladies get a room as well so don't fear. So why don't you to go pick one and come back down and we'll get something together for lunch. And go put on your bathing suits because I want to eat on the beach.
JJ and Emily rush past the guys and take the steps two at a time to pick a room and get ready. They hear Garcia going crazy in her room and Emily almost falls over when she sees hers. The bed is huge…she has her own bathroom and there is a door joining her room with the one right next door. She pokes her head in but can't tell whose room it is because all of the bags look the same. She secretly hopes it's Hotch's. She is planning on making this trip worth her time and energy and she wants to tell Hotch how she feels about him and what better way to do that than being half naked in the water? She changes her clothes then heads to find JJ. The two wait for Garcia then heads back downstairs.
"Wow ladies. I don't think I've ever seen you look so hot," Morgan says.
"Always the charmer huh?" Emily replies with a smirk.
They were all wearing shorts over their bathing suit bottoms. JJ picked a blue suit, Garcia purple, while Emily had a blood red one. They all had tank tops over their tops but it still got Morgan's blood pumping.
"Thanks McHotStuff! Just wait until after lunch," Garcia giggles.
"Okay then shall we?" Hotch breaks into the flirting between his agent and tech analyst.
They all head outside to the beach carrying the food. The ladies put towels down onto the sand for everyone to sit on. They spread out the food then dig in. After they clean up Morgan jumps up, "Who wants to play some football?"
Reid ducks his head, "No thanks. I'm not any good."
"Who cares kid? It's just us."
Emily stands up. "Actually, I'm gonna go test the water first but then I'll be back up to kick your ass," she laughs. "Are you coming JJ? Garcia?" The ladies nod then stand. The ladies strip in front of the guys then head for the water knowing the guys are looking after them.
"Okay, did any of you guys know Emily had legs that go on for days?"
"Stop staring at her Morgan," Hotch scolds. He's sending death glares to the back of the mans head but he sees Emily run into the water out of the corner of his eyes and he's drawn to her. Red really did things for her. She looked amazing in it. He couldn't help but stare, she was beautiful. He knew he was starting to have feelings for her, and he didn't know what to do about them. He didn't want to share them with her considering he didn't know how she felt about him. He shakes his head then stands up. "So are we playing Morgan?
He shakes his head. "Yeah, but I figured we'd wait for the girls." The three choose this moment to walk up soaking wet and laughing. Hotch couldn't tear his eyes away from Emily. The way the water was glistening off of her body had his mind spinning.
"Okay, so we were thinking we'd play girls vs. guys. What do ya say?" Emily asks.
"Sounds good, but prepare to be annihilated." Reid decides to sit out, thankful that there isn't one more girl in the bunch.
The game begins and the guys are at a real disadvantage considering they can't stop watching the ladies running around in their swim suits. Also, they didn't know where to grab the girls to tackle them, and they tried to keep their hands to themselves. Garcia gets right past Morgan and he says he got sidetracked on the object of the game.
Finally the game is tied. The next play wins. Emily has been eyeing Hotch up the entire game and she was going to take him down. She knew how she was going to do it. The guys have the ball and they pass it to Hotch. Emily runs towards him and jumps into his arms. He wasn't expecting it so he falls backwards with her securely placed on top of him with her thighs at his side. Her hand is on his chest and her breasts are crushed down on top of his chest. She leans back slightly and gives him a saucy grin.
"Aww, I'm sorry Hotch. But man, that's got to hurt; I mean you got tackled by a girl. That's got to be bad for the ego huh?" His hands find her thigh and resist the urge to squeeze it. JJ and Garcia run up, "We WON!" they scream. Emily throws her hands in the air.
"This means the guys owe us dinner. You coming Em?"
"Yeah, in a second. I'm enjoying rubbing it in Hotch's face," she laughs. The two walk away to gloat and Emil puts her hands on his chest and leans farther back. She lets out a small moan when she feels how excited Hotch actually is pressed against her ass.
"Emily, I uh, I can explain," Hotch stammers.
Emily looks down at him with fire in her eyes. "It's okay Hotch really. It happens, it's a natural reaction. Nothing to worry about."
"No, Emily, it's-"
"Hotch, it's fine, I promise. If you didn't get that kind of reaction from a half naked wet chick on top of you I'd worry," she says with a smirk. "And don't worry," she leans down to whisper in his ear. "I like that I can give you that kind of reaction." She leans back and hides the smile forming at the shock on his face. She pushes herself off of him before heading towards her group. She looks back and sees him still staring at her ass as she walks away, then his eyes snap up to her eyes and she winks. This weekend was going to be fun, she thought, and so much easier than she planned! She for one couldn't wait.
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