"So," Morgan said as he sat on the edge of Reid's desk. "Are you going to call her or not?"
Reid sighed and looked up at him. "I'll get around to it."
Morgan furrowed his brows. "You'll get around to it? Reid, a woman pretty much made the first move. How many times has that ever happened to you?"
"I'm busy right now. I'll call her when I have less on my mind." He looked back down at the paperwork on his desk.
"Come on, kid. This is you we're talking about. When have you ever had 'less' on your mind?" He crossed his arms.
"Look, it's just not a good time."
"What, are you nervous?"
"What? Nervous? No, that's ridiculous, why would I be nervous?"
Morgan smiled. "You're nervous, aren't you?"
Reid looked at Morgan in defeat. "Okay, maybe I am. But look at me. What have I got that she could possibly want?"
"Hey, she wanted you to call her, so obviously there's something. Give it a shot. You never know what could happen if you take a risk. And you'll never know what could have been if you don't." And with that, Morgan got up and left Reid thinking.
Reid finished up his paperwork, and headed out a little after five. He walked out to the parking garage and stopped before he got into his car. His hands were shaking as he took his phone out. It wasn't too late to turn around and forget this whole thing, but it was now or never. He found Eve's name in his contacts, and hit 'call.'
She answered after three rings.
"Evelyn? Yes, hi. This is Spencer. We uh, we met at the coffee shop."