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Two weeks later
Reid checked his watch for the third time and confirmed to himself that he would have enough to sneak in and buy himself a Starbucks coffee.
Walking faster than his usual pace, Reid opened the door to allow another customer to walk out before he entered into. He mentally thanked God for the small queue ahead of him.
Reid took his drink, paid cash and probably would have taken another step forward when he heard his name.
The same voice again.
Reid turned around to see at the direction of the voice and was greeted by Grace's smiling face.
Returning the smile, Reid walked to the end of the shop.
"Grace, how are you? Well, how's your ankle?"
"I'm fine, thank you." Grace moved her ankle where Reid could see it. "As good as new."
"Why don't you take a seat?" Grace gestured the chair opposite her.
"I can't." Reid politely declined. "I'm actually on my way to work."
"Oh." Grace tried to hide her disappointment. "So, stopping by to get your drink?"
"Sometimes, when I have some extra time or I make it myself, my friends say that I'm not the usual me if I don't drink coffee in the morning."
Grace chuckled. "So …" Grace trailed but finally found the courage to ask him. "You think I can buy you a drink tomorrow morning?"
Reid wanted to say yes, but he knew he would be flying out of town for a case. "I will be going out of town today, not really sure when I will be back."
"Not your lucky day, Gracie." Grace thought to herself.
"But I usually don't decline when people want to buy me a coffee."
Grace looked up hopefully.
"Why don't you give me a call on Friday night and I will let you know if I can make it on Saturday morning, if Saturday is okay with you?"
Grace smiled. "Saturday is fine."
"Okay." Reid smiled in return. "See you." Reid was about to turn around and walk away when Grace stopped him.
"Spencer, wait."
"Yeah?"
"I don't have your number."
"Oh, it's actually behind your barrette." Reid said as he pointed towards her hair. "Bye." Reid waved a little before he walked away, leaving a rather surprised Grace.
Even before she could fully grasp what he meant, Reid was out of the shop. "My barrette?" Grace whispered to herself before she ran her right hand through her hair and pulled out a card. Holding the card, Grace grinned to herself.
"Kind, warm, handsome and a magic man." Grace said to herself. Grace looked at the plain white card with just his name and number. "Dr. Spencer Reid."
"I'm impressed, Dr. Reid."
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"You're smiling."
"What?" Reid turned and saw Morgan looking at him.
"I said you're smiling."
"It's not a crime to smile." Reid replied defensively, mentally hoping for Morgan to drop the subject.
"It's not but you want to know what I'm thinking?"
"What?" Reid asked, a little afraid of what Morgan might say.
"I think there something that making you smile."
Shifting his gaze back to the table, Reid showed his Starbucks. "Perfectly made Starbucks coffee gives me a million reasons to smile for the day."
"Only you, Pretty Boy. Only you." Morgan shook his head and went back to his case file.
Looking outside the window of the jet, Reid exhaled in relief. He would like to keep his coffee date with Grace with himself for now.
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With one hand massaging his neck, Reid walked into his apartment. Reid crashed onto his couch, closing his eyes, giving it the rest it needed.
Just when his mind was slipping its way to a peaceful sleep, his phone rang, cutting him off his slumber.
Rubbing his eyes with his knuckles, Reid saw a new number flashing on his screen.
"Grace." His mind voice echoed.
Almost instantly, Reid sat up straight. "Hello."
"Hello, Spencer?"
"Grace?" Reid asked, pretending, although he knew the moment he heard her voice.
"Yeah," She answered cheerfully. "I wanted to ask if you're still up for the coffee offer."
"Yes, I can make it."
"Great, then I will see you tomorrow morning, is 8am sounds good to you?" Same place?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay, then. See you tomorrow. Good night, Spencer."
"Good night, Grace."
Reid slid back on the couch. Reid could feel his lips curving into a smile as he drifted back to sleep.
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"You're early."
Grace snapped out of the book she was gazing through and saw Reid taking a seat opposite her.
Grace shrugged. "Simply."
Just when the waitress was serving the coffee, Reid really looked at what Grace was reading, it's not a reading material. It was a wedding photo shoot album.
Reid cleared his throat, not knowing if he should be disappointed, but clearly he was. But why should he? It's not like she meant something to him.
"Planning for your big day?" Reid asked, unable to hide his curiosity.
Grace looked at the album and back to Reid. "No."
That one answer seemed to lift Reid up to the roof.
"I'm actually a wedding planner. One of my recent client, they wanted to have a classic yet stylish photo shoot, so, I'm trying to find the best one, that's it."
Reid smiled, somewhere deep down, thrilled with the answer.
"The moment I saw your name card, then, I knew how you could be correct about my sprained ankle, Dr. Reid."
"Oh…" Reid got the meaning behind her word. "I'm not a medical doctor."
Grace furrowed her brows. "Then?"
"It's because of PhDs."
"PhDs?" Grace stressed the 's' word.
"Three of them actually." Reid took a slip of his coffee.
Grace blinked eyes, she was clearly amazed. "Wow, you must be a genius, then."
"If having an IQ of 187, eidetic memory and ability to read 20, 000 words per minutes, is a genius, then, I guess I am."
For the second time, Grace was more than fascinated "Wow. Impressive."
Reid couldn't hide her smile seeing her childlike attitude.
"So, I'm just curious, what do you do for a living?"
"I'm a member of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, we catch criminals through behavioral profiling."
"You're full of surprises, Dr. Reid."
"Well, what did you think about me then?" Reid asked.
"I can't say that."
Reid pretended to be serious. "So, you actually thought badly about me."
"What? I didn't say that."
Reid chuckled. "I was just joking."
"Actually, I am quite impressed."
"Really?" Reid asked.
Grace nodded and both locked their eyes for a moment and awkward silence filled in.
Reid cleared his throat. "So, tell me something …"
And the talk went on and on, both losing the sense of time.
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It was early in the evening when Reid walked Grace back to her house. It started with a coffee in the morning, movie in between, late lunch together and before, finally, both stopped in front of her house.
"I had fun today." She smiled.
"Me too. Maybe …" Reid continued. "We can go out again next time."
"I like that idea." Grace smiled before she closed the distance she had with Reid. Standing on her balls of her feet, Grace kissed Reid's cheek.
"Bye, Spencer."
"Bye." He looked into her eyes and smiled a little.
Something about her sparkling eyes rose a newly undefined emotion in him. His high IQ doesn't seem to help him at the moment and for the first time, he was stuck in a sweetly comforting feeling and he liked it.
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