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WARNING: Jealousy.

Chapter 7

It was two weeks later, and Vivian was rushing home to change. Her and David had barely seen each other since he went back to work. She had gone out of town for work for five of those days. When they were both in town, they spent time together. They had slept in each other's arms two nights, but had not yet had sex.

David had called her a few minutes ago. His team had solved their case, and they were headed home. They had been planning to have a quiet dinner when he was next home, but David had been goaded into going out for drinks with his team. He had refused to go, unless his 'girlfriend' could come as well. She was going to meet them in 2 hours at the bar.

Vivian lay back in her large bathtub, relaxing in the hot water. She missed David when he was away, or she was away from him. She really wanted to make love with him, but she was nervous.

She ran her hand across the stretch marks that had faded to tiny, silver lines. She had been pregnant twice, and both of her sons were over 8lbs, and long besides. She blamed Kingsley for that. Seriously, he was 6ft, 4inches in stocking feet! Anyway, her hips were wider, her curves softer. Would he find her attractive, naked?

After washing, and drying herself off, she stared at her naked body. She was still fit and thin, but things were sagging lower than they used to. She dressed sexy, to try to restore her flagging confidence.

She was wearing a red, wrap dress that showed some cleavage. She was also wearing black stockings, and a pair of Manolo Blahnik 4 inch heels. She gave her makeup more attention than normal, and wore her hair down.

Arriving at the bar, David was nowhere in sight. Vivian sat at the bar, and texted him.

VCP: Hey. I just got to the bar. Are you close?

DR: I stopped at home for a quick shower, I'll be there in about 20 minutes. Sorry, sweetheart. I can't wait to see you!

VCP: Me too! I missed you, David.

"Now what, is a gorgeous woman like you doing sitting here all alone?" Vivian heard a deep, male voice say.

Vivian looked up, and saw a handsome black man thoroughly looking her over. "She is texting her boyfriend." Vivian said, looking into his brown eyes.

"Wow! Those eyes of yours are a stunner. You are too beautiful to be made to wait. My name is Derek Morgan. And you are?" Derek said, leaning closer to the sexy lady in red.

DR: I missed you too, my dear. I will be there shortly.

VCP: Good. Some cocky young man is currently flirting with me. I need you here.

"Not remotely interested. I am sorry, that was rude." Vivian said, looking up from her phone, and seeing his shocked face. "However, I am waiting for my boyfriend. I am also too old for you. I am sure there are plenty of pretty young things to keep you company. Thank you for the compliments, though." She said, smiling prettily at him.

DR: Should I be jealous?

"Too old? You can't be older than your late twenties, or early thirties!" Derek said, surprised.

VCP: Not at all! I am waiting for you.

Vivian looked back up at Derek. "You just made my night, Mr Morgan. I am, in fact, 37." She said, then continued. "I am still in a relationship, however."

DR: In the parking lot now. My team appears to be already there, have you found them yet?

VCP: No, it is very crowded. I am at the bar.

Morgan looked her over again. The dress she was wearing was sexy, yet classy. Her legs looked a mile long, and her breasts were impressive. Her face was beautiful, too. Those eyes alone! "Well, your boyfriend is a lucky bastard." He said, and gave her his patented 'panty dropper' grin.

"You are absolutely right, Morgan. I am a lucky bastard." Rossi said, sliding up to Vivian, and putting his arm around her.

"David! You're here! I missed you." Vivian said, kissing him.

Rossi kept his eyes opened, pointed at Morgan who's jaw had dropped to the floor.

"Hello, my love! I missed you too." Dave said, looking into her beautiful eyes. He really had missed her!

"Do you know each other?" Vivian asked, looking at Morgan.

Derek grimaced slightly at the look of amusement on Rossi's face. "We work together." Morgan said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Yes. We are on the same team. Have you ordered already, Vivian?" David asked, waving down the bartender.

"Not yet. I was distracted." She said, humorously.

"Well, Rossi. Our table is over in the corner. I'll see you over there." Derek said, leaving the uncomfortable atmosphere with his tail between his legs.

Back at the table, Garcia and JJ had been laughing at his failed attempt to woo the woman at the bar. They were in hysterics when Rossi appeared, obviously she was the girlfriend he had insisted come. Hotch was greatly amused by the scene, as was a slightly fanboying Spencer.

"Do you realise who that is?" Spencer asked excitedly.

"Evidently, Rossi's girlfriend." Hotch said with a smirk in Derek's direction.

"Ha, Ha." Morgan said, disgruntled.

Garcia squeed, waving in the direction of the bar. They all turned to look, and caught sight of David and Vivian. Rossi had one hand on her thigh, teasing the edge of what looked like lace. His other hand was holding her face as he kissed her thoroughly.

"Is she wearing stockings?" Morgan said, eyes wide. How in the Hell did Rossi get a girlfriend that hot?

"That's Vivian Potter!" Spencer exclaimed, unable to hold it in any longer.

"The Witch? Vanquisher of that Dark Lord I always forget the name of?" Hotch asked, interested.

"Voldemort. His name was Voldemort." Hotch heard from beyond the table. They all turned to see Rossi and Vivian Potter standing next to the table. Potter had been the one to answer.

Spencer stood quickly, almost upsetting the table in his eagerness. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms Potter. Here, come sit by me. You and Rossi, of course!" He said, flustered.

David and Vivian sat next to Spencer, putting their drinks on the table. They all introduced themselves, and talked for awhile. David and Vivian were sitting very close, and he had been 'absent mindedly' fondling her thigh. Vivian was trying to concentrate on Spencer- he was fascinated with Magic, and somewhat of an excited puppy- but she hadn't seen David a lot lately, and his hand was driving her crazy.

During a lull in conversation, Vivian leaned in to Rossi. "You are driving me crazy with that hand, David. You either need to stop, or get me out of here, and take me home." She whispered in his ear, then licked his earlobe discretely.

"Well, I think it's time to go. Thank you for the welcome, everyone." Rossi said, tugging her up out of her chair.

Vivian smirked slightly, but bade everyone goodnight. Once they were outside, he pushed her into the side of his car, clutching her to him. His mouth was devouring her own, and his hand grabbed her ass, tightly. A moan escaped her, and she broke away from the kiss. "Follow me home?" She gasped out.

"Mmm. Absolutely." Dave said, kissing her once more. They seperated slowly, not wanting to tear themselves away. "I'll see you shortly, Vivi." He said, then helped her into her car.

"Not soon enough. Hurry over." Vivian said, leaning forward, which gave him an excellent view of her cleavage. He hurried to his car.

Meanwhile, inside the bar, Derek was feeling morose.

"What's wrong, my chocolate God?" Garcia asked.

"Did you see how quickly they left? Rossi is definitely getting some tonight, and I am not! How is that normal?" Derek said, genuinely surprised.

The entire team was looking at him like he was an idiot.

Prentiss took a breath, then tried to explain. "Rossi is actually a very attractive man. He is also successful, and passionate about his job. That is very attractive to most women." She said.

"But he's old! He must be 20 years older than her!" He exclaimed.

"Some women like a more mature man. Besides, he is totally a silver fox!" Garcia said, looking excited.

Derek's worldview was shaken that night.

In a car, on her way home, Vivian was giving herself a pep talk. "He finds you attractive, don't sell yourself short. You want this. You can do this."

She had decided. Tonight was the night.