Derek Morgan prided himself on getting what he wanted especially if that included a woman he had set his eyes on. So he didn't understand why he couldn't get with Penelope Garcia, the perky, gorgeous BAU tech.
"You know what my thought is?" Reid asked turning to face Derek curling his leg underneath him on his friend's couch.
"What?" Morgan asked.
"You're so used to getting in and getting out. Penelope doesn't deserve that and you seem to realize that and that's making it hard."
"So, what do you think I should do?"
Reid shrugged, "Show her that you're interested but in more than a friend and way more than just a one night fuck."
Morgan frowned, "You're saying I have to date her?"
Reid smiled, "Yes. Did you know that courting occurred here in the West in the early 20th century?"
Morgan chuckled, "Reid, no offense man, but I don't need a history lesson."
Reid rolled his eyes, "I'm not giving you a history lesson, Morgan. I am saying that you should court the girl. She's worth it, right?
"I don't…" he began, but then stopped himself. He did know the answer to that; it was a resounding yes. Morgan sighed and put his head in his hands, "How do I even know she's interested? What if she's not?"
"They're only one way to find out, man," Reid said getting up and going to grab his jacket. "Ask her."
Morgan went to lock the door after Reid left and sat on the couch. Clooney came up and rubbed against his leg before jumping onto the couch and sat his head on Morgan's lap. Morgan chuckled softly as he pet him.
"What am I gonna do, boy? I'm no good at this courting stuff."
Clooney gave a yip and licked his master's face causing Morgan to laugh, "Thanks boy."
Morgan sighed and went to grab the phone to call his baby girl.
~{CM}~
Penelope had just gotten out the shower planning to sit on the couch and veg in front of the television as she popped in her favorite movie Sleepless in Seattle. She had just gotten comfortable with her popcorn and soda when her phone rang. She sighed and reached for it.
"Please don't let it be Jayje with a case. Hello?"
"Hey, baby girl. You busy?"
"Derek! Hey, I'm kinda busy but I always have time for my Thunder God. What can I do for you?"
"Listen, I was wondering would you like to have a sleep over."
Penelope frowned. A sleep over? With hotter than hot Derek Morgan? The ever gorgeous hunk who…
"Penelope? You still there?"
Penelope chuckled, "Sorry D, um when do you want to do this sleep over?"
"Is tonight too soon?"
Penelope gave off a nervous chuckle, "Kinda, gorgeous, why not tomorrow?"
"Sure. Sweet dreams, mama."
"I can count on it," Penelope smiled.
Penelope hung up the phone and smiled to herself. I'm going to be alone with Derek in his apartment. Wait, will it just be us? I should've asked. Penelope shrugged. "Doesn't matter, because this will give me the opportunity to turn on the charm," she said giggling to herself.
~{CM}~
The next afternoon found Morgan and Garcia, outside Morgan's apartment building. Penelope was holding her bag in front of her as she stood staring at the building. Morgan chuckled as he reached for her bag.
"You coming, beautiful?"
Garcia chuckled a little girl chuckle as she played with a strand of hair and followed Morgan inside. "So, um, what's the plan?" she asked as he led her into the elevator.
Morgan noticed how they practically were on top of each other, "Um, nothing big just some dinner, movies, maybe play a little Truth or Dare," he replied as he reached up and pushed back a lock of blonde hair.
"You know, I'm glad you decided to go back to blonde. I mean don't get me wrong, Pen, I loved the red but you're much prettier with blonde. It's natural and it totally fits you."
"Um, thanks," She smiled as she inhaled his cologne. "Anyone else joining this little impromptu sleepover?"
Morgan shook his head as the doors opened on his floor, "Nope it's just us. That doesn't bother you does it?"
"Oh, no, o-of course not."
"Good."
Morgan led her inside and put her bag by the door and took her jacket. "Why don't you get a bit more comfortable, dinner's quite not ready yet."
"Wow, trying to get me out of my clothes already? How romantic," Garcia teased.
Morgan started to sputter and Garcia laughed, "I'm just teasing, hot stuff, relax."
Morgan watched as Garcia took her bag into the bathroom with her. He went to check the pasta primavera which was the dinner he was making. He turned off the pasta and put the food on two plates and set it onto the table and grabbed the wine from the fridge. It was Garcia's favorite, Carmenere. He popped the cork and poured into two glasses. He had just replaced the bottle to the fridge when he heard the bathroom door open and out walked Garcia.
She had on a short, white, lacey nightgown that went down to her knees and showed her cleavage. Her hair was unpinned and her blond trellises fell behind her back. Morgan's mouth went dry and he had to swallow a few times. He cleared his throat.
"Uh, I have a bathrobe if you want on the back of my door. My mom left it here the last time she visited."
Garcia shrugged and walked to the table, "I'm fine," she said.
Morgan cleared his throat, "Uh, right, okay. Well if you get cold just go ahead and use it."
"Where's Clooney?" Garcia asked sitting down.
"Rossi's watching him for the night."
"Oh." She took a sip of the wine and moaned, "Sugar, how did you know this was my favorite wine?"
Morgan shrugged, "I think you mentioned it one night," he said sitting down across from her nervously.
"This looks delicious," Garcia smiled taking a bite and moaning like a pornstar.
"Uh, I'm glad you like it, I know that you're not a big fan of red meat so…"
It's…just…so…good!" Garcia panted in between bites.
Morgan chuckled even as he felt himself harden in his pants. He groaned softly. That was not what he needed right now. He made small conversation as they ate their dinner and drank their wine. The one difference was that he couldn't use the same lines that he used with other women with Penelope. She was different. She was special. After dinner Morgan collected their dished and gestured her to the couch and told her to get comfortable.
"I can help clean up, you know."
Morgan chuckled, "I know but I don't want you to."
Garcia pouted but went to sit on the couch and flip through channels as Morgan cleaned up. Afterwards Morgan joined her on the couch.
"What're you watching?"
Garcia shrugged, "Nothing really, just flipping channels."
Morgan scooted closer to her and took the remote from her and shut off the television and turned to her and smiled.
"I have an idea," he said.
Anything, Garcia murmured. "What?" she asked.
"How about a game of Truth or Dare?"
Garcia giggled, "Derek, that's a kid's game."
"So, come on Penny, it could be fun."
Garcia chuckled, "Alright. You go first."
Morgan chuckled and turned to face Garcia and tucked one leg underneath him. Garcia copied his position so they were face to face.
"Okay, Truth or Dare?"
"Hmm, truth."
Morgan smiled, "Okay, is there a guy you like but wish you could love?"
Garcia smiled at his game and nodded, "Absolutely."
Morgan waited for her to elaborate but she just smiled. He chuckled and shook his head.
"Okay, Morgan, truth or Dare."
"Truth."
"Okay. Do you have a girlfriend?"
Morgan chuckled putting his head down for a moment, "No. I haven't had a girlfriend for a long time and before you ask, no, I haven't had any one night stands either."
Garcia smiled as she licked her lips. That simple action had Morgan groaning. "Truth or Dare, Penelope."
"Truth."
"Would this guy be someone you work with?"
"Yup, and he's so strong too, but sometimes incredibly stupid. He sometimes rushes into situations halfcocked."
Morgan chuckled.
"Your turn hot stuff, truth or dare."
"Dare."
Penelope's eyes lit up, "Okay, I dare you to tell this girl that you love her. I want you to say it like you mean it."
Morgan shook his head laughing as he scooted even closer to Penelope. He took one of her hands and placed it over his heart.
"Penelope, I love you. I've been falling in love with you since we first met. There's nothing more I'd love to do then to make you smile. Just looking at you in this flimsy nightgown has my heart racing. I want to kiss you but I'm afraid."
Garcia smiled and pulled Morgan close to her and melded their mouths together in a breath taking kiss. Morgan pushed her back on the couch as he deepened the kiss. Garcia gasped as she arched into the kiss and lifted her legs to wrap around Morgan's waist. Suddenly Morgan pulled back.
"Pen, stop."
Garcia put her legs down and sat up confused, "Thunder God, what's wrong?"
Morgan sat back shaking his head, "Nothing beautiful, I just can't do this right now."
That made Garcia even more confused I don't understand. I thought you wanted me."
"Pussycat, I do," Morgan affirmed.
"So take me."
Morgan shook his head, "Not yet. I have to do this right."
Garcia frowned wondering what he meant by that. Morgan kissed her then and smirked, "Don't worry sweetie, you'll find out soon. C'mon, let's head to bed," he said and showed her to the guest room.
Garcia lay in the bed as she tried to figure out what Morgan was up to.
TBC...