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You can't fool the good Dr Reid.
"Oh come on… you couldn't possibly know that!" JJ said looking irritably at Reid.
"It's in your handwriting. It's clear as bell." He pointed out to her. "See that right there!"
She snatched the paper away from him and searched the paragraph she had written that afternoon. Surely he couldn't tell from this that she…
"You see it… don't you?" He asked her triumphantly.
"No… I don't see anything. You're the expert on handwriting analysis, or psycholinguistics, or whatever ever you call it!" She threw the paper back at him. She folded her arms and stared straight at wall.
"Don't pout, it isn't attractive." He told her. The look that she gave him would've frightened him a couple of years ago, but he'd learned not to take her looks of death seriously.
"Laugh it up funny guy," She turned to glare at him and found him chuckling.
"You are just mad because I caught you." He explained.
"I don't need you to tell me why I'm mad. You're completely off the mark when it comes to analyzing me."
"Come… being the operative word in this conversation."
She picked up a pillow from their bed and pitched it at him. He dodged it easily and started to laugh.
"You don't have any idea what you're talking about." She whined, dismayed that he'd caught her.
"Oh really…" He picked up the paper and began to point out some things to her. "See this E, how wide it is. That means your trying to keep a secret but your not succeeding. This M here is very sharp at the top. It means you very alert and may have a strong sex drive." He leered up at her and she glared at him.
"Continue pray tell, I like to see you dig your own grave." She told him.
"Ah… but it's not me that's digging my own grave as you say."
He pointed at the paper again and said, "See how the letters are spaced, the closer they are to the bottom of the line like that, the stronger the sexual drive is."
JJ didn't look at him, but her cheeks were pink. "Honey I'm sorry… I didn't mean to embarrass or upset you. Ever since the baby came we've had little time together."
"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself." She finally looked at him and he was amazed to see the tears welling up in her eyes.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. "You don't have to be upset."
"I am though; do you know how much of a pain in the ass it is to be married to a body language expert and a profiler?"
He'd never thought about it before, but he supposed she was right. It would be disquieting to have your spouse know everything you wanted almost before you do.
"I'm sorry baby. I never meant to make you uncomfortable."
She smacked him on the arm and he flinched away in shock. "Just don't let it happen again." She said with a grin.
"Okay, I promise. Can I ask you one thing?"
She looked him over warily and then nodded her head. "The next time you want to get laid just say so and save us all the drama."
She grabbed another pillow and threw it at him. He dodged it and pushed her onto her back. As he kissed her she decided the next time he wanted her to take notes for one of his book ideas, he'd have to find someone else. Giving Dr Spencer Reid a handwriting sample was way too dangerous.
