With her head on his lower chest, she feels his hand on her shoulder, while the other plays with her hair. The sheet they were sharing did little in the way of modesty, covering just the bare minimum.

Raising her head from his chest giving him a full view of her breast as she supports herself on her elbows.

"Do you think we could postpone round three until after we eat? I'm famished."

He can't help but laugh as he lunges at her turning them both, he kisses her leaving her just as breathless as the first time he kissed her in the shower no more than two hours ago.

"Yes go get dressed. I'll take you out."

"I do have some food here you know? Huevos rancheros, with lots of jalapenos."

"I want to take you out, go get dressed."

He had always taken her to family friendly places because that is what Jack liked. This time he wanted a more of an adult setting. He had been to this restaurant before on a blind date with his office mate, Steve and his wife. That night was the first and the last time he had see the lady.

He ordered a Scotch and a glass of red wine. While they waited for the drinks they read the menu. Italian food with a good selection of meat and seafood,

She looked up only to see him observing her intently. "What did I dribble wine on my blouse?"

"No. I'm sorry I just wanted to look at you. Do you know what you would like to eat?"

"Nice deflection there Mr. Hotchner, a small salad, house dressing is fine with me, for the main course the baked seafood, no fries, if they can substitute some seasonal vegetables, that would be great. What about you?"

"The same, we can share the chocolate for dessert if you like. It's very good."

"Me, turn down chocolate cake, what are you daft? Of course I'll share, and then curse you. I'll walk an extra mile tomorrow on the treadmill."

"Only if you want to, I think you look just fine the way you are."

"Thanks for that, it means the world to me you saying that to me."

He just looks at her not quite understanding what she is trying to tell him. She see the confusion in his eyes then puts her salad fork down. She sips some wine then blots her lips.

"Dave was right you know."

"He usually is, what was he right about."

"My old clothes being a shield, the way I presented myself. Look around the room with your keenly toned profiler skills, don't give me 'I don't do that anymore', you breathe you profile you can't help it. Look at the couples, pay close attention to the women." She watches him as he observes the rest of the dinners. "You know Derek use to take me out for my birthday, we'd go for dinner have a nice meal with great conversation. Then he would bring me back to work so I could get my car. We did that for two years until I asked him to stop, We ate pizza or Chinese at work, watch a move at the round table then call it a night. I never told him why I didn't want to go out. But he knew just like you're learning now. Women who look like me, even now that I no longer dress like a rainbow. Don't go out with men that look like you. We end up being friends, pals, even friends with benefits. But nothing more, some of us get lucky and find a man who doesn't give a shit about society thinks and wants what he wants."

He makes one more pass around the room stopping to look into her brown eyes. "It's a good thing I don't give a shit isn't it?"

"Just like a true alpha, Vini, vidi, vici."

"Damn right, just so you know this isn't a passing thing I want more than just a fling."

"I should hope so. I'll never be able to take a shower again with out thinking about just how talented you are with your..." She stops mid-sentence as the waiter stops at the table.

Hearing a soft chuckle coming from Aaron she glares at him, or tries to glare as her cheeks turn a soft shade of pink.

They sipped their coffee while they waited for the cake to be brought to the table.

"What time do you have to pick up Jack tomorrow?"

"Around four, they went camping'" Seeing her expression he holds up his hand.

" I should say they went camping in the backyard of his friends house."

"Okay I feel better now."

"Jack is safe, his friends father is a police detective, he knows my history. I told him, so that if he needed to he would know what to look for."

"Do you still carry?" She asks.

"I do, is that going to be a problem?"

"Well if we are going to be spending some time together I should invest in a safe for you."

"I'll buy one."

They eat in silence for a few minutes she can see that he wants to say something to her but is debating if he should wait until later. "What is it that you want to say to me."

"Am I that easy to read."

"No, not really you just had this look, you use to get it before when you were about to read me the riot act as gently as you could, I think you were afraid that I would either cry or destroy your credit history."

"I wasn't worried about you and your threats, you were always a professional. I was going to ask you, if I asked you to put everything back in your real name if you would."

She looked at him without any hesitation at all. "Yes, but only after I did a little hacking and remove all of their alerts they have on their electronics looking for my name to pop up."

He doesn't have to ask who would have alerts for her; he knows, or knew his team very well. "Then I'm asking, would you please do it."

"Of course. I'll need a couple of nights but not tonight, I have plans for this evening."

"You do?" he asks cocking one eyebrow up.

"I do, something about round three, but if you're too tired, you can drop me off and go home to your cold lonely bed. I have Nicodemus to keep my feet warm."

"That cat can sleep on the couch." Aaron all but growled, causing Penelope to throw her head back in laughter. When she met his eyes once more, he was staring straight at her, with a look that could only be described as lust. "Penelope Garcia, there will be a round three, and a round four and possibly a round six. I will never not want to devour you."

At his declaration her breath hitched and she felt very warm from the tips of her toes to the roots of her hair. What was it about this man that held such power over her? She sent him a small smirk, knowing full well that he was not all talk. "Alright Mr. Hotchner, you're on. On one condition, we stop at the liquor store on the way home, we're all out of wine."

The smile on her lips can only be described as dangerous as he replies with a simple. "As you wish."