Chapter 11
Reid walked into the lecture hall just in time to catch the conclusion of "The Natural Rights of Man [and Woman], According to John Locke." There were easily about 500 people in the audience and they were hanging on to her every word. She was an engaging speaker, the kind you could listen to with pleasure for hours at a time. Her delivery was flawless. And Reid noticed that she had the adorable habit of pressing her hand against her chest to avoid showing any cleavage when she bent. This, of course, brought Reid's attention to her full breasts carefully hidden behind the fabric. With a smile, Reid wondered at what age she started that habit. There were so many things about her that he wanted to know, and it made him sad to think that he probably wouldn't get a chance to. Which reminded him… He profiled the audience until he found him in the third row, left side, near the exit. The undercover police officer was young and handsome. He looked like a student and blended in perfectly.
When the lecture ended the audience thundered in applause. Reid made his way down to her, but he was going against traffic. He endured a few shoves and reached the first row. Lots of students crowded her podium, thanking her and peppering her with questions. Amused, Reid noticed that they were her groupies. Dr. Alison Montgomery finally spotted him and stopped mid-sentence.
"Excuse me, everyone," she half-announced, and the students looked at Reid. "I need to properly welcome Dr. Spencer Reid."
She emphasized the title doctor in a way that pleased his ego. She approached him and grabbed him by the lapel with both hands. Then she kissed him good and full on the lips. His initial surprise turned into a hunger he hadn't felt in a long time. When she introduced her tongue into his mouth, his own battled hers for dominance and he pressed his body flush against hers. The students guffawed in surprise and amusement. And Reid rejoiced in this discovery of self: he was an alpha male, every bit as much as Hotch, or Morgan, or Rossi. He felt absolutely primal, and this woman had to be his.
The kiss ended just as abruptly as it had started and she whispered in his ear, "I thought you would be angry at me for saying we were together that night."
"Right now I'm just angry that we weren't."
"Well, that's the one thing we can solve. Let's get out of here."
"Lead the way, doctor," he said. Yes. Wherever you lead, I will follow.