A/N: OK, so for those of you who know me, you know I write and then post immediately. And I had a midnight deadline with this chapter! Working both of my jobs today and then catching up on Hell's Kitchen almost made me miss it, but…ta-da! Just in time. Even a minute to spare.

Thank you so much for the reviews for last chapter! I haven't had a chance to respond yet, but I will soon.

There was no prompt for this chapter...it was Author's Choice. I think that made it harder, though. LOL Don't forget to check out dustytiger's fic, Matters of the Universe.

~Angie

"Reid, it's not like you're completely inexperienced," Derek reminded his friend and fellow agent as the elevator doors parted. "You were with Lila Archer. That's gotta give you some peace of mind."

"It doesn't," Reid said with a grimace. He'd been waiting in the lobby for Morgan and practically ambushed him the moment he'd walked in. Now that he and Prentiss were officially exclusive, she was sure to want to sleep with him, at least he hoped so, anyway. But he had no experience initiating sex. Every woman he'd ever been with had been the one to do that.

For some reason, he wanted things with Emily to be different. He wanted to be the one to take charge, to be in control of everything that happened between the sheets that first time. So who better to go to than Derek Morgan?

"Well it should," Derek said, breaking Reid's trance. "She had her pick of men, and she chose you. Even after you slept with her, Reid. I'll never say this again, but you obviously had something she wanted," he pointed out.

"Maybe it was my brain," Reid said solemnly.

Derek chuckled. "Trust me, Kid. It wasn't."

"Did you know that women typically prefer—"

"Nope," Derek cut in. "Didn't know, didn't care."

"But—"

"Reid, you have a lot of experience under your belt when it comes to sex," Derek said.

Reid turned to look at his friend. "You're really pleased with yourself at your little play on words, aren't you?" Reid asked.

Derek grinned widely. "Yep."

Reid sighed as he put his hands in his pockets. "Just look at her," he said, gazing at Emily as she sat her desk working diligently on paperwork. "She's such a sexual creature."

Derek frowned as he tilted his head to the side. "And you can tell this how?" he wanted to know.

"The other night, right before you interrupted us in my hotel room, she was already undressing me. And that was just after my lips had barely touched hers," Reid divulged. "It really is true. Women hit their sexual peaks later in life."

"Reid," Derek said. "Do me a favor?"

"What's that?" Reid asked, his eyes still glued to Emily.

"Don't remind her that she's older than you," he advised.

Reid grinned at him. "I actually think she likes to be reminded of that."

"Hmm…maybe I should start dating older women," Derek mused.

Penelope sighed. "You know, JJ got the last good man on the planet," she informed her new friend.

"It's true," JJ said taking a bite of her pork fried rice. "Will is one of the good ones."

"There aren't that many left," Emily agreed dryly.

"How about you?" Garcia asked. "Tell us about Emily Prentiss's sordid past."

"It's not so sordid," Emily informed them. "My love life is actually pretty boring."

"Well, at least it's not nonexistent," Garcia said dryly.

Emily couldn't help but laugh at that.

"Hey, your love life is not nonexistent," JJ said. "You have a threesome every Friday night."

Penelope gave her friend a confused look.

"Ben and Jerry?" JJ reminded her.

"Oh, yeah. Them," Penelope said with a longing sigh. "I miss them. I think I'll have them over tonight."

"Unbelievable," Emily said in disgust.

"What?" JJ and Garcia said at the same time.

"I'm seeing them, too."

JJ grinned, liking the new agent more with every minute. It was one more reason to wish she was back at the BAU. "Cheating bastards."

"Hey," Garcia said, stopping as she walked past Prentiss's desk. "I'm heading out. A few of us are stopping by Quarter's for a few drinks. You in?" Penelope grinned at her. "Maybe we could try to find us a couple of hotties…make Ben and Jerry jealous?" she suggested.

Emily laughed. "You know… I think I could use a drink."

"Nice. Reid?" Penelope said as he walked up. "You in?"

"In what?" he asked distractedly as he fought with the buckle on his messenger back.

"Em and I are going to Quarter's," she said with a teasing grin. "Looking to hook up."

Reid's head snapped up. "Hook up?"

"Yeah," Garcia said in a teasing tone. "You know…get lucky."

Reid laughed caustically. "It's bad enough that I have to be Derek's 'wing man,'" he said angrily. "I don't need to be yours, too."

"Reid," Penelope said softly. "That's not what I meant."

"You know what?" Prentiss said, going into full on damage control mode. "I'll be your wing man, to."

"But—"

"Yep…that's what's going to happen," Prentiss said again as if it was already decided. "The only thing better than a wing man is wing men. You in, Reid?"

Reid stood there for a moment studying her face before he answered. "I'm in," he finally said.

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"I don't know why she needs two wing men when it is crystal clear that she wants to go home with Derek," Emily said, watching them on the dance floor. "Look at his hands. They're moving over her body so fast…it looks like he has way more than two of them!"

"Look, Emily," Reid said, changing the subject. "About earlier—"

"Don't mention it," she told him.

"No, I want to. I shouldn't have acted like that," he insisted.

"You might want to rethink what you say next," she informed him.

"If I made you mad—"

"Reid…when you put that police officer in Florida in his place for hitting on me, I liked it. And when your jaw started ticking earlier at the thought of me hooking up with someone else, well…parts of me quivered."

"Oh," Reid said in a small voice as she placed her hand on his thigh.

"So for God's sake…don't apologize."

Reid swallowed past the lump of desire in his throat and nodded dazedly.

"Was there anything else you wanted to say?" she asked.

"Yes," he said, clearing his throat. "I…I can't wait to make you mine."

Passion began to churn in Emily's dark brown eyes. "You just said exactly the right thing," she said in a voice laced with desire.