Hey, guys! So, this isn't my first fan fiction. I had another account, but, removed it, and my stories. I didn't like them. So, I wanted to write this, because, I can't find any fics about Spencer without them being slashes? So, I wrote one with a very new girl. I hope you enjoy the first chapter! And, also, I was kind of thinking of getting a beta, but, I haven't really decided yet. I will, if you all like it, that is, try to update at least once a week, and as often as possible. I try to write longer chapters and I like to avoid grammar errors. I like to make my stories as good as possible. So, enjoy!
Chapter 1: Normalcy is Accepted
It was a normal Autumn day in West Virginia. Spencer Reid pushed open the door to the BAU office. A sense of warmth and familiarity washed over him as he entered the same, tired building. His coffee was still warm in left hand, his right was in his pocket, holding onto his phone and car keys. His eyes quickly ran over the entrance lobby of the building. It had become habit.
"Hey, Spenc!" He heard the familiar female's voice from behind him. He turned and smiled at the blonde. Jennifer stood in four inch stiletto heels while seeming extremely intrigued with her phone.
"Hello. You're running early this morning." Seeing her this early in the day surprised him. She was usually the last one on the team to arrive.
"Will said that he would handle getting Henry ready and too the baby sitters this morning. I figured I should be here pretty early anyways. Hotch said it was extremely important." Spencer nodded at JJ. He pressed the up button on the elevator. "So, any plans for the vacation time Hotch is forcing us into?" Spencer hadn't really thought about it. He would most likely do what he did on the rest of his vacations; visit his mother in Las Vegas for a couple days then fly back and sleep the rest of the time.
"No. Not really. Probably going to fly out to see my mother. That's about it. What about you?" The elevator dinged and the small framed blonde smiled.
"Well, of course, the trip with everyone else. And, other than that, me and Will are taking Henry up to see mom and dad on the farm. It's going to be so much fun. He's going to learn how to ride horses and…." JJ trailed on. But, Spencer's attention was elsewhere. The elevator door opened and two people brushed by him to the elevator. One was a medium height, heavy set man with dark blonde hair that was highlighted with streaks of silver. His face was sagging and he had faded blue eyes. He had a large build and was giant compared to his companion. Next to him, was a very small framed girl. She was pale. Nearly as white as the walls. She had long, dark, wavy brown hair that contrasted her skin tone. She wore a dark, low cut, blue shirt and light jeans, along with a pair of black and red Chuck Taylor's. She had a black messenger bag hanging on her shoulder. But, what really stuck out, were her eyes. They were a deep dark brown, they were large and doll-like. Also, familiar. She wore light, neutral makeup. He knew that girl. Who was she? Where did he know her from? He searched the files in his mind, but, he couldn't place her anywhere.
"Excuse me." The man said. He had a thick English accent, Spencer could tell just from the two words the man said. Spencer snapped to attention. "Can you tell me what floor I can find the BAU offices at, please?" JJ nodded and smiled.
"Yes. Follow us. That's where we're going. I'm Jennifer. Call me JJ. This is Dr. Spencer Reid. We're with the BAU." The man nodded and smiled. JJ pressed the 5 on the elevator button and it lit up blue. Spencer kept his eyes on the button. He could feel the beautiful girl's eyes on him.
"I'm here to see Aaron Hotchner." The mans voice was naturally loud, Spencer could tell the way it boomed. Maybe this is why Hotch called us all here. The elevator dinged one, two, three, four times. By the fifth, Spencer's hands where sweating because he was so nervous. The girl was staring him down, like he was her. Perhaps he look familiar to her as well, and she was trying to place him. The elevator door opened and Spencer was relieved to feel the cool air on his face. JJ and Spencer stepped out and the people followed them. Spencer pushed open the doors to the main BAU offices and saw Prentiss, Morgan, and Garcia sitting at the desks, talking about the up-coming time off. They stopped when the four people walked in the door.
"Mornin', sugars. How can we help you two?" Garcia smiled and stood up.
"I need to speak to your unit chief, if you don't mind. My name is Hank Rogers. This is Faith Raven." The old man spoke again. Spencer took in the name and searched again in his head, but, again came up empty. The girl continued to stare at him. He caught her eyes and they locked gazes for a second. She gently shook out her hair in her face. "Which, by the way, you wouldn't happen to have a gym here anywhere, would you?" He asked.
"Yes, actually, we do. Basement. Third door on the left. Nobody uses it. Reid, go with her, please. Watch her." Hotch's voice surprised Spencer. He was also shocked that he wanted him to go with her. Spencer quickly nodded his head and laid his bag on his desk. He nodded at the girl as a sign to follow him. She pulled her bag closer to her shoulder and looked at the man she was with. He nodded. Spencer opened the glass door for the girl, Faith, apparently.
"Hotchner." The old man said.
"Rogers." Hotch replied. "This way, please. Rossi. Come with me."
The girl quietly stepped out. Her small feet carried her swiftly down the hallway to the door marked "Stairs".
"You know, there's an elevator that leads down there, right?" Spencer said, wondering why she would prefer the steps.
"I know," She said, in a musical voice. "I want to take the stairs. I like to move. I can barely contain myself for an extended length of time. You can take the elevator though. I'll meet you down there." She smiled a brilliant smile. For once, Spencer Reid was hindered speechless. But, he quickly shook his head.
"No, Hotch told me that I had to stay with you. Why do you need to go to the gym anyways?" He asked as she quickly walked to the end of the hallway and took the handle of the door in her hand.
"I'm a performer. Hank's best, actually. I was supposed to go to the gym this morning for my daily exercises. But, I wasn't able too, I had to come here." She said, stepping through the door with Spencer right behind her.
"Why did you have to come here?" He knew he was being nosy, but, he couldn't help himself.
"Do you normally ask so many questions on the first date?" She asked, even though her back was too him, he could hear the smile in her voice. That one sentence struck him. He'd heard that before. He knew her, he was one step closer to finding out how.
"Where do I know you from?" He asked. She bounded down the last set of steps with him in tow.
"Still trying to figure it out. I'll find out soon enough, I guess. It'll just take me a minute." She pushed open the door and Spencer furrowed his forehead. She laughed as she looked back at his expression. The sound was light, and extremely attractive to Spencer. He'd heard that before.
"So, where do you perform?" He asked. She pushed open the door marked "Gym. FBI personnel only."
"All over the place. I'm part of the entertainment at Hank's casinos. Different place every week. Apparently, I'm a sight to see. You people really call this a gym? This is pathetic." She looked around the near empty room, looking at the lack of exercise equipment. Spencer laughed.
"I've never been down here before, no one has, actually." He looked at her dumb-founded face. "I know I know you. But, how? Its killing me." Her joking expression turned slightly serious for a moment.
"I'm not sure. It's bothering me too. I've met you before." She said. She hesitantly reached her fingertips to his face. She traced them across his slightly scruffy face. He was frozen from her gentle touch. His breath caught in his throat. She shook her head and walked into the room. "I'm going to change. I'll be right back." She walked forward towards the girls locker room and disappeared through the door. Spencer sat down on the bare chairs that sat in the far corner of the small, dimly lit rooms. He figured that they hadn't replaced the lights down there because people were rarely down in the basement, let alone the gym. The only souls that ever came down here were the lab analysts that ran the D.N.A tests.
The door squeaked open and there was a light thump as it closed back.
"Spencer?" Faith's light voice searched for him.
"Over here." He told her. She jumped and the bun on the top of her head waved back and forth. Spencer gasped when he took in her body. She wore a light blue sports bra over her actual bra, and a pair of tight, black short-shorts. She kept on her converse that she had on earlier. Her body was tight and perk. Her abdomen was pale but muscular. Her face went a crimson red as she realized what Spencer was looking at. She promptly ignored him and got a small black I-Pod out of her bag. She walked over to the large stereo that Spencer hadn't noticed, and connected a cord to the I-Pod and the stereo. She quickly scrolled through and picked a fast tempo-ed song. Spencer had never heard it before. But, he was too busy paying attention to Faith spinning and twirling and moving in step with the music, too listen to the lyrics. He kept his eyes on her for as long as he could remember. He watched her move, twist, dip, and incorporate ballet into hip-hop moves.
Five songs had passed when she finally stopped. She was panting, her chest heaved up and down. Her body was streaked with sweat. Spencer was hypnotized. She said his name, and waved her hand over his eyes. He jumped and shook his head. She smirked.
"Enjoy the show?" She asked as she pulled as black bottle out of her bag. "I think I know where I know you from now. It was Las Vegas. About two years ago. I was working as a bar tender out there. You and your team came for food and drinks before you left the next morning. They all left, but, you stayed behind. You wanted a few more dinks. You came to the bar, it was nearly empty. You got drunk off your ass." Spencer nodded. He knew what she was talking about. But, he could barely remember it. He got really drunk that night. He had went to see his mother earlier that day, and was depressed. That was were he saw her. They'd talked when he was there.
"Yeah. I remember that." He smiled and nodded. He finally figured it out.
"Oh, so, you remember what happened next, then?" He frowned and shook his head.
"The last thing I remember was sitting at the bar when a beautiful woman walked up to me. Then, I woke up the next morning with a horrible headache" She smiled at his confusedness.
"We talked all night. I fell hard. Then, you got drunk. Like, hammered. I ended up frisking you for keys and a hotel key. I drove you back to your hotel, while you were getting handsy, mind you, and you invited you too stay with you for a while. We watched old cartoons together, until you passed out while fondling my boob." She smiled then continued. "Not that I minded, then, the next morning, at six a.m. I left." She smiled sadly. "Best night of my life, actually. All because of you. You actually talked to me as more than just a piece of ass. And, you made me actually feel again. It had been so long since I felt like that." Spencer nodded.
"Sorry, about getting 'handsy'. I'm not really me when I'm drunk. Especially when a beautiful woman is involved." He grinned at her, and she blushed. "I wish I could remember it. I bet you made me feel the way you felt."
"It's alright. Like I said, its not like I minded. You behaved pretty well." She smiled. "So, can you dance?" Spencer laughed.
"Nothing like you. I can waltz, but, that's it." She grinned and grabbed his arm. She pulled him up.
"Good. I needed a partner." She let go and ran over too where her I-Pod was. She scrolled down again and clicked on a song. Then she ran over to Spencer. She grabbed his hand and placed it in hers. Then took the other, and placed it on her waist. Her skin was warm and soft. The music started and he began to lead her into a waltz.
"I'm not very good." He admitted sheepishly and looked down at their feet. She moved her hand from his shoulder and lifted his chin up so they could lock eyes.
"You're the best dance partner I've ever had, honestly. There is no one I would rather have dance with me." She smiled and he spun her around. She hummed the words of the song and gently laid her head on his chest. He smiled at the warmth.
"So, will you tell me what you're doing here now?" He asked quietly. She lifted her head up from his chest, a look of sadness on her face.
"Someone who doesn't like Hank threatened to kill me. That's it. Hank is overreacting. He called in a favor. Agent Hotchner told him that him and his team would watch me till it was all said and done with. Stupid, really. But, I'm glad I found you." She smiled up at him, and laid her head back on his chest. He smiled.
"It's not stupid. He cares about you, he doesn't want you to get hurt." He said.
"No, he cares about money. I still have to do shows while I'm here. And, where ever you all go. Like I said, money. That's all." She sounded angry. Spencer shrugged.
"I think he cares about you." He said, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh well. So, me and you, dinner tonight, maybe?" She asked. He smiled so hard, his face hurt.
"I'd love that." He said.
"So, your place at eight?" She asked. "I just ride to your place, with you, right?" He was shocked, and heard the smile in her voice.
"I-if you want too." He stammered out.
"Okay. So, I put my luggage in your car and leave here with you. It's a date." She smiled and pressed into him more, taking in the warmth and inviting smell. She ached for more. But, she broke away. But, still held his hand in hers. "I'll be back. Don't go anywhere." She smiled, grabbed her bag, and ran for the dressing room. Once she was gone, Spencer let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his artfully-messy hair. The door creaked once more, and thumped closed. A flushed Faith lightly skipped to his side. "Ready?" She asked and grabbed her I-Pod. She threw it into the bag that was now back in place on her shoulder.
"Yeah. I wasn't the reason we were down here." He smiled. She linked her fingers through his. She wasn't afraid to show her affection. Spencer was surprised at the touch.
"What? Is this okay?" Her face fell slightly. But, Spencer quickly shook his head.
"Yes, yes, it's fine. It just surprised me, you know? I'm not used to this kind of interaction." Her smile came back at his reassurance. She squeezed his hand tighter and pulled him towards the door. She decided to take the elevator, since apparently he liked it better. Spencer's mind was reeling. He had a headache from all the thinking he'd done in the past hour. They got in the elevator and the door opened just as Hotch and Hank were walking towards it.
"My lovely Faith. Take care of yourself." He noticed Spencer and Faith's linked hands, and looked back at Hotch. "Well, it seems like the sleeping arrangements have already been decided." He laughed a booming laugh and Hotch joined in lightly. The man's face went serious again and he leaned in to make it look like he was hugging Faith. But, he lowly whispered in her ear, "Remember our deal, dear Faith. Like that." He snapped his fingers and there was a shiver down Faith's spine. Spencer was confused.
"Of course, Hank. Always." She said warmly, but, her face was expressionless and she look straight ahead into space. "Good bye. I trust you put my luggage-"
"In the conference room." Hotch interrupted. He smiled at Faith and looked down at the linked hands. "Don't worry, Hank. She's in good hand's." He nodded at the old, heavy man, who turned his back too them and stepped in the elevator.
"I'll be calling you tomorrow, Faith. I'll give you the show times for the next two weeks. I'll even have a suite set up for you at the casino. Just in case." He looked from Faith to Spencer darkly for a moment. Then, he smiled. Spencer shrunk back from the shadiness of the old man. Faith looked straight ahead still.
"Okay, sir. I'll be waiting." She said quietly. The elevator door closed and the man was gone.
"Faith," Hotch said, smiling. "It's nice to meet you, finally. Hank has told me about you. And, I see you and Spencer have already made introductions." He kept his smile, but, his eyes were asking many questions.
"Yes, two years ago, actually." Spencer spoke up. Hotch seemed surprised, but, nodded knowingly.
"Well, everyone is filled in on everything. I trust Faith filled you in on it too. They're all discussing what they're doing for the next two weeks. Mainly discussing what we're doing while we're away." Hotch finished and turned. Spencer and Faith followed him into the conference room where the team sat, talking loudly about they're plans. They were all laughing. But, the room went silent when they saw Faith and Spencer standing so close together. "Everyone, this is Faith." Hotch said. Garcia was the first to break into a huge smile. "You may all make the introductions yourselves. I need to go grab something from my office." With that, he smoothed down his tie and turned out the door.
"I'm Penelope Garcia. I'm the brains of this place, although, Reid would beg to differ, I'm sure. I'm the computer analyst." Faith smiled and nodded. She hugged her body closer to Spencer's.
"Don't let Pretty Boy here, make you think he's so smart. All he really is, is a big sack of statistics. I'm Derek Morgan." He stuck his large hand out too her and she shook it gently.
"I'm Emily Prentiss." Faith looked at her for a moment, but, smiled. She was surprised none of them recognized her.
"Well, we already met this morning, so, you know I'm JJ."
"I'm David Rossi. I'm the one that keeps these people in check. They're not as strange as they look. I promise. You just have to get to know them." The older man laughed and smiled at Faith. He was one of the one's she didn't know.
"It's nice to meet you all." Faith smiled.
"Well. She talks!" Morgan said, surprised. They all laughed at him.
"I'm not much of a talker. I apologize. And, I've met all of you before. All except, you." She said, gesturing towards Rossi. "It was two years ago. I met you all in a casino. I was your waitress. That's how I knew Spencer. Except, I knew him a little bit better than you all. I was his bartender too." She blushed crimson and Spencer laughed. The whole team was exchanging shocked looks, and they were wondering why Faith and Spencer were reacting the way they were.
"No wonder you looked so familiar. But, why are you and Spencer acting like that?" Prentiss spoke up. She was curious. And, no one else was going to ask.
"Like what?" Spencer asked.
"Like… That! Lovey, I guess." She responded. They all waited anxiously for the answer.
"We'll let you know tomorrow." Faith said. She stood up straight and put a smirk on her face. She winked. "Right, Spencer?" She grabbed his tie and wound it around her hand. She pulled him down towards her and pressed her lips to his. He was confused at first, but, quickly caught on. There was a since of familiarity to her lips. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. She broke off the kiss and looked back at the shocked faces of his team mates. "Anyways. I need to put my stuff in your car, right?" Spencer looked at her for a minute, looking for his words once more.
"Um, y-yeah." He scrambled over to her bags and grabbed two of her large, purple bags. She had an entire corner of the conference room piled high in purple clothed luggage.
"Let us help." Rossi said. He gestured to him and an open-mouthed Morgan. He smacked Morgan in the back of the head, who shot Rossi a dirty look, but, scrambled up to help the girl with her bags. Faith grabbed her costume trunk and began to drag it out to the elevator.
"Good, God, girl. What do you have in all these bags?" Morgan asked as he picked up two of her bags.
"Well, in all of them, there are my normal clothes and shoes, then I have my costumes, jewelry, shoes for shows, hair supplies and makeup. I'm a performer for casinos, dear. I need a lot of different outfits. Otherwise, people get bored. I'm the main event." Faith said with a sad tone in her voice.
"Oh." Morgan said. He got a look from Spencer that told him too stop. So, he did, and carried on. She drug the trunk out too the elevator.
"Please, tell me your car is close." Faith heaved.
"Yep. First spot next to the door." Spencer said as he loaded all of her stuff into the elevator.
"Good." Morgan said, out of breath as well.
"Oh, stop whining. You're an FBI agent, and you're complaining because you have to carry a few bags? Shameful." Morgan shot Rossi another dirty look and then rolled his eyes. They got all the bags packed into Reid's SUV and turned to go back into the building. When they got back into the Conference room, Garcia was hooking her laptop up too the main screen. They all took their seats, except Spencer and Faith. Spencer sat down and pulled Faith down with him. He hoped nothing popped up. Faith showed no sign of being objective to sitting on him.
"So, As you all know, we have a new friend." Hotch walked into the room, looking as serious as ever. He gestured to Faith. "Now, No. You're not going to have to come back to work for two weeks. But, let me make this clear too you." He paused and looked around. Faith knew what was about to be said, and, she wasn't happy about it. She leaned into Spencer and looked down at their intertwined hands. "The reason why Faith is here, is confidential, except for the essential information. The man that is after Faith, is dangerous. Very dangerous. And, Hank Rogers, sent her here as a precaution. Now, we don't know if he knows she's here or not. But, I want all of you to be careful. And, Faith. I don't know your arrangment for while you're here, but,-"
"I appreciate it, Agent Hotchner. But, I'm not stupid. None of this is new too me. Don't worry. I'm safe." She stated with confidence.
"Well, anyways, Hotch, most of us are going other places as it is. Me, Morgan, Garcia and Rossi are heading down to Hawaii tomorrow. And, JJ, her family, and you and Jack are coming down in a few days. Reid is still undecided right now, but, I hope him, and Faith, come down too." Emily spoke up. They had all been planning out the trip to Hawaii for some time. They were all going down to meet up for their time off. Spencer was the only one that didn't really want to go. He'd rather spend it like all the other times he had off. He didn't know what Faith wanted to do, but, he was pretty positive that he wanted to be involved with whatever it was.
"Hawaii? Oh, that sounds like fun. You didn't want to go?" She sounded surprised that Spencer would turn down an offer like that.
"I'm not much of a beach person." Spencer explained while shaking his head.
"Can we go?" She asked him, giving him puppy dog eyes. "I hoped we could spend your time off together, if you wanted too. We can go to the beach. It'll be wonderful. Please?" She stuck out her bottom lip. Spencer was just happy she wanted to spend his time off with him.
"I guess." Spencer said wryly. The whole team laughed because of Spencer's inability to say no too Faith. But, secretly. They were all happy for him. They could tell Spencer was happier already.
"Oh, Thank you, thank you!" She exclaimed and threw her arms around an unsuspecting Spencer. He chuckled and patted her head.
"Well, guys. I want to go home and get packed. Plus, me and Kevin probably need to talk. So, I'll see you three tomorrow morning at the air port. I expect to see the rest of you within four days, or I will fly back to D.C for your asses. Love you all. Bye!" Garcia moved her arms around wildly as she put her purse over her arm along with her computer bag. She gently kissed each of them on the cheek and patted Faith on the head. They all laughed as Faith attempted to get the deep purple lipstick off her pale cheek.
"Am I getting heavy, yet?" Faith asked Spencer. Spencer rolled his eyes.
"You barely weigh ninety-five pounds, at most. Its going to take a lot longer time for you too feel heavy too me." She laughed.
"I weigh ninety-seven pounds, thank you." She responded back playfully.
"Well, I've got to get going too, if I want to get packed and get up in time in the morning. Have fun, you two. Not too much fun, though." Morgan said as he stood up and laughed. They both blushed deep crimson.
"I've got to go too. I need to make sure Sergio is still able to go to his pet sitters for two weeks. And, I've got too pack." Prentiss stood up and grabbed her black purse. She threw it over her shoulder and grabbed a file off of the table that was laying near her. "See ya." She threw her hand up and waved goodbye to them. Morgan slipped his sun glasses on over his eyes and started to walk out the door. He waved goodbye to them.
"Well. I guess we'd better get going." Spencer said. "We've got lots of stuff to do." Faith stood up and grabbed her messenger bag off the floor. Spencer stood and straightened out his clothes.
"I'll talk to you soon. Oh, and, Faith, when you talk to Hank, tell him that I'm taking you too Hawaii as a precaution. Just so he isn't mad. Okay?" Hotch looked at Faith. She smiled and nodded.
"Thank you, really." He nodded.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" Spencer asked as they walked out of the building. He had his arm around her.
"Whatever is okay. I'm up for anything." She smiled up at him. She loved the way the sun lit up his hair.
"Chinese?" He asked. She laughed.
"Chinese works." She said.
"What do you want for dessert?" He asked.
"How about strawberries. And, chocolate. And, whipped cream. And, me?" She giggled at his shocked expression. He quickly composed himself and pushed her up against the side of his truck.
"I think we can arrange that." He said, his voice low. The way her talked, set her body on fire. His hand was on her waist. She smiled seductively.
"Good." She said. Her hand was on his upper thigh, moving closer to his ideal destination. "I'm glad we could make arrangement that suits us both." She smiled at him and then ducked under his arms. She walked around to the passenger side of his car and hopped in. He cursed under his breath as she smiled a dazzling smile through the window. He opened his door and turned on his car.
"Ready?" He asked her. She looked at him with hungry eyes.
"More than ready." She said. She moved her hand too were it rested on his upper leg. He shivered at the touch. He promptly turned the air conditioner all the way up as cold as it would go and as high as it would go. "Jesus, Spencer. Are you trying to freeze me?" She bent forward to turn the cold air off. As she did, Spencer was able to get a full frontal view of her cleavage. That made his little soldier stand at almost full attention. He gripped his steering wheel tightly. She laughed as Spencer pulled out of the parking lot. She bent over to his ear. "I know what you're doing. If you don't stop, I'll make it ten times worse." She very slowly and gently bit his earlobe and her hand trailed to the growing bulge in his pants. She rested her palm on it.
"Faith, please? I'm driving. We're almost there. Can't you wait for a few more minutes? Please?" He was desperate and pleading. She smiled at him again.
"Sure, but, you better drive fast. I mean, lightning speed. We can get my luggage out later on, 'kay?" She said innocently.
"That works." He said. It was nearly two in the afternoon. She grabbed his right hand began playing with his fingers. She slowly and carefully placed his hand on her neck. Then, she moved it down. And, down. Until it rested on her round, firm breast. "F-Faith. Please. Hold on. Two more minutes, tops." He pleaded again. He didn't want to loose control. She let go of his hand.
"So, what do you plan on doing to me, when you get me in your lair? I'm curious to find out what the great Spencer does with all of his victims." She smiled seductively. He stared straight ahead and didn't say anything. She placed two fingers just above his knee, and began to trail them up his leg. They pulled up to a large brick building. Spencer pulled around to the only entrance and showed a gray haired man his I.D. The man opened the gate for him. Spencer pulled into a spot close to the building and cut the car off.
"We're here." He said. She smiled.
"Finally. It took forever." She said and jumped out of the car. Spencer did the same and ran around to the other side and grabbed her hand. They ran as fast as the could into the building. Luckily, Spencer's apartment was on the first floor. He quickly opened the door and let her in. She walked in and he quickly shut and locked the door behind them.
"So, this is-"
"Shut up." She said, she turned around and brought his mouth to hers. She took off his jacket.
"Room." He said, breaking away. She nodded and quickly brought his mouth back to hers. He gently picked her up off the ground without breaking their kiss. He stumbled his way through to the room. She was too incoherent to take in her surroundings. He laid her gently down on the bed. He broke the kiss long enough to take off his shoes and tie. Then, his mouth was back on hers. She broke the kiss after another few minutes.
"So," She said. "You have a condom, right?"
So, What did you think? I hope you liked it. And, maybe. Just maybe. There will be a lemon next chapter. Maybe. So, review, review, review! I love them!
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