Who do you think you are
Running round leaving scars
collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
-Jar of Hearts, Christina Perry-
She once wondered if Hotch even knew he was doing it, and then realised straight away that of course he didn't. He couldn't possibly; since the divorce his self-esteem seemed to have taken a major hit and Emily wasn't even sure that he'd had that much to start with, at least when it came to anything personal anyway.
But whether he was aware of it or not, he still did it.
He spoiled other men for any unsuspecting woman who got close enough to him. Working with him was like working side by side with the average male lead in a romantic comedy; he was handsome, tortured and totally wonderful once you got past his barriers, and Emily knew she wasn't alone in thinking it, because one day the conversation had turned that way and JJ and Penelope had confessed that they had similar thoughts. They'd laughed together, pleased to not be alone in perving on the boss, and then he had walked into the break room with his coffee cup and asked them what was so funny. They'd started talking about 'Friends' and he left quickly, which was the plan all along.
Watching him go, Garcia had bitten her lip and smiled wickedly.
"Hey, do you think Kevin would catch on if I made him wear a grey suit the next time we were fooling around?"