A/N: Hey Guys! Here's the second chapter I promised you! Remember to read chapter 20 before reading this one! I hope you are enjoying reading my story as much as I'm enjoying writing it. Some reviews would make my day though *hint hint*.

September 30th 2011

AmeliaPOV

I climbed out the shower, wrapping a towel around myself and beginning to towel dry my hair. It was 5pm, and Spencer and I had a dinner date at 7. Spencer was such a cutie; he had even gone back to his apartment to get ready so he could 'pick me up' for our date. I mean, what guy normally does that? It was simple- I had found the one.

I dried myself, pulling on a black lace bra with matching panties. Even though Spencer wasn't going to see my underwear, it made me feel sexier.

After my little stunt in the parking lot on Wednesday, Spence and I sat down and talked about the more physical aspect of our relationship. As it would be the first time for both of us, we decided to take it slow, only doing the things we were comfortable with until our relationship was more established. After all, we have only known each other for three months or so. There's no point rushing into sex for us both to simply regret it later.

So I contented myself with deep kisses and mini make out sessions. Hopefully tonight, Spencer would see my outfit and we could have a proper make out session.

I pulled on a lovely deep green dress that came to just above my knee with spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline. As it was a bit chillier tonight, I also pulled on a black blazer to wear over the top. I dried and straightened my hair, leaving it down. I sat in front of my little dressing table, putting on the matching emerald earring, pendant and bracelet set I got for my 18th birthday before putting on some light make-up. I spritzed some perfume and pulled on my 3 inch heels when the doorbell rang.

I smiled, moving to answer it. Behind the door was Spencer, in a black suit with a grey shirt and a black tie. In his hands, was a bunch of flowers. "These are beautiful Spence, come in whilst I put them in water and grab my bag." I said, pulling him through the door.

I placed the flowers in water before moving to my bedroom to grab my bag, which contained lipstick, keys, phone, badge and gun. I walked back through, "Ready to go?" I asked him.

He smiled, taking my hand, "You look beautiful Amelia." He said, kissing my cheek.

I smiled, "Well thanks Spencer. You don't look so bad yourself." I teased, linking our fingers together as I locked my front door and we began to walk to his car.

We drove in relative silence, reaching a very fancy restaurant. "Spence, how did you get a reservation here? It's basically been fully booked since it opened." I said, honestly not thinking that this sort of place was his scene.

He laughed, "Well, having a tech whizz for a friend does have its uses." He said as they walked inside, "I have a reservation for two under Reid." He added.

They were lead to a booth near the back of the restaurant; it was very intimate, romantic. It was really lovely here. We sat across from each other, "But still, how did you know I wanted to eat here?" I asked him.

"I remember you mentioning it to Garcia a while back, so I pulled some strings and got her to help me organise this for you." He said, opening his menu and acting as if he'd stated a simple fact.

I was so touched that he remembered a detail like that. If we weren't in such a crowded restaurant I would've kissed him. "I love you Spencer." I said, holding his hand.

He kissed my hand sweetly, "I love you too."

The date was wonderful. Spencer was such a gentleman; he even paid! We headed back to the car, driving home in near silence. I was determined for a make out session; Spencer Reid was a marvel at French kissing, and he said he had only done it once before he met me, who would have thought?

We reached my apartment, the pair of us climbing the stairs, feeling the charged atmosphere in the air. I unlocked the door, closing it behind us and pulling off my shoes. I sat on the sofa next to him, before I gathered my courage and straddled his lap.

"I've wanted to kiss you like this all evening." I said, pulling him in for a French kiss. I pulled my hands away from his cheeks and into his wavy hair. It was so soft under my fingertips. I tugged on it very lightly, feeling his hands on my waist.

He pulled away for air and I moved my lips to his jaw, his neck. "W-What are you doing?" he stuttered out breathily.

I giggled, "Kissing you, maybe I'll give you a little lovebite." I teased, sucking on a little bit of his neck, making a very small red mark. "There, now the ladies know you are taken." She said, kissing him again.

He pulled away abruptly, beginning to kiss my neck, seemingly to make his own hickey. I gasped; he was far too good at this. Stupid genius.

After our impromptu make out session, we both changed and went to bed, falling into a blissful sleep quickly, the only thing I dreamt of was Spencer's lips on my neck.

October 1st 2011

I woke early the next morning; Garcia, JJ, Prentiss and I were going shopping with the main agenda of buying Spencer's birthday present. So far I had thought of getting him a watch or a book, albeit not exciting, but definitely something that he will love and treasure. Maybe I could get him both if the price was right.

I watched Spencer as he continued to sleep, he looked so much more peaceful, calm, boyish. He really was very very handsome. I rose out of bed to get ready and start breakfast for the pair of us.

I pulled on a pair of jeans and a tank top, pulling a cardigan on over the top before pulling on socks and sneakers. I sat at my dressing table to sort my hair when I caught sight of my lovebite in the mirror. It was a douzey. Spencer had gone a little wild on my neck. There was no point in covering it; I never normally wear scarves so they would know that something is amiss.

I sighed, knowing make up wouldn't cover it either. I would just have to leave it on display and face the teasing that would come my way.

Once I was ready for the day, I moved to my kitchen, deciding to make pancakes for breakfast. As I started to mix the batter, I heard Spence's heavy footfall as he joined me in the kitchen.

"What? No singing this morning?" he asked sleepily as he sat, his voice was thick from sleep, super sexy.

I laughed, "no, not this morning sweetie, sorry to disappoint." I added, when someone knocked on the door. "That'll be the girls. Come in guys its open!" I said, moving to plate up more pancakes.

Penelope, JJ and Emily walked through the door at that moment, "Morning guys! I made enough pancakes for you all." I said, passing plates over.

"Looking good Reid" Garcia teased, laughing at the T-shirt and boxers that Spencer had worn to bed.

Spencer reddened, shovelling more pancakes into his mouth.

We were finished not long after that, "Spence, I made you some lunch. It's in the fridge. Don't set my apartment on fire please." I added, pulling him into a hug.

"I'm nearly 22" he exclaimed.

I kissed him, "Still, I'll see you later. Love you." I said as I walked to the door, hearing his I love you too.

I walked with the others to JJ's car, climbing into the back with Garcia. We started to chatter about what we would be buying today, when Penelope started to stare at my neck, "What's that on your neck Amelia?" she asked.

I blushed, quickly covering my neck with my hand, "nothing, its nothing." I said, my voice a little too high pitch, causing Emily to turn around in her seat.

Before I knew, Garcia grabbed my hand, pulling it away and exposing my hickey to the light, "Oh MY GOD! It's a hickey!"

"No it's not!" I exclaimed, though she still held onto my hand so Prentiss and even JJ could catch a glimpse.

"Honey, I know hickeys. That's a hickey. A pretty big one at that. How did that happen?" Prentiss asked

"Yeah, spill it." Garcia added, as we pulled up at the Mall.

I sighed, red faced, and told them about our date last night, "I sort of just . . . pounced on him. I gave him this tiny red mark as a joke, and he just, went for it." I said as we began to look at dresses.

Garcia squealed, "Wow, didn't know you had that in you. Tell me, what is Dr Reid like as a kisser?"

I laughed, "Amazing. He said he's only made out once before me. With some chick named Lila or something like that. Apparently she was a TV star or something, but I've never heard of her so she couldn't have been in anything half way famous." I added as I bought myself some new skirts.

I returned from the mall around dinner time, arms full of bags, one of which contained Spencer's birthday present. I knew the perfect place to hide it. My underwear drawer. He'd never look in there.