Padding through the hallway, Hotch could do nothing but smile. Emily looked like a big kid, walking along side of him, shuffling her feet.
"Just make sure you don't touch me, Prentiss", he said as they neared her room door.
"Why?" Emily said stopping dead in her tracks.
"They way you've been shuffling those big feet of yours, you're bound to electrify me", he said side-stepping out of her way.
"Big feet?" Emily said, looking at him with a sideways glance. "Hmm, big feet you say." Emily pulled out her key card from her pocket.
"That suit has pockets?" he said laughing.
"Yes it has pockets", Emily said. She walked into the room, shuffling her feet very quickly. "Well, thanks for walking me to my door." Emily stuck her hand out to shake Hotch's hand.
"Oh no you don't", Hotch said, stepping around her into the room.
"Well come right in, Agent Hotchner", Emily said, closing the door. She ran over to the bed and hopped in, taking no time at all to pull the covers right up to her chin.
"Cold, Prentiss?" Hotch asked with a smile.
"Very", she said. "Although this looks snugly and warm, it's not when it's not layered."
"Layered?" he said with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, you know, like a t-shirt and shorts under it?" Emily countered.
Hotch's mouth went dry and his mind went into overload. Just imagining that all that separated her from that onesie-get up was her underwear or at best, skin, caused him to get flushed. And caused Emily to notice.
"Hotch? You OK?" Emily said, hopping out of bed.
"I'm. I'm…"He stammered. Emily had never seen her boss like this. Aaron Hotchner was never at a loss for words.
"Aaron?" At the sound of his name escaping her lips, he lost it. Reaching down he cupped her chin and gently brought his lips to hers in a tender kiss. Emily deepened the kiss and Hotch moaned deeply, his body pressing against the soft fabric of her playful pajamas. When the kiss broke, they both stood like deer in headlights.
"Um, that was, that was…" Emily said.
"Perfect", Hotch said. "I've waited so long to do that."
"Really? I thought I was invisible to you. I'd only ever be Prentiss. The one you second guess."
"You think I second guess you?" Hotch said, sitting down in the chair and pulling her into his lap. "I have the utmost faith in you and your abilities."
"They why do you always double check with me?" Emily said.
"Because", Hotch said pausing. "Because I care about you. I don't ever want to see you hurt. After you came back, I worried about you so much. I kept feeling like you were slipping away. I didn't want you to go."
Emily looked deeply into his eyes. "So you never got the hints, huh?"
"Hints?" Hotch asked.
"Men. Let's see. My cream colored v-neck sweater I wore during Halloween…"Emily trailed off.
"The one that drives me insane?" Hotch said kissing her cheek.
"The time I used you as a shield and then squeezed by you although I had plenty of room…"
"The day I was so turned on I spent most of it in my office", he said nuzzling her neck.
"You hurt your knee when I said…"
"You'll bring the ice?" Hotch said chuckling. "I got em'. I just couldn't believe they were meant for me."
Emily straddled his lap and kissed him softly on the lips. "They were always meant for you."
Hotch kissed her back deeply and easily picked her up and carried her to the bed.
"Still cold, Prentiss?" Hotch said with a low growl in his voice. "Because I believe you still owe me ice..."
"Oh do I now?" she said smiling. "Yeah I am. A bit", she said, unzipping her pajamas slightly. "But it's starting to warm up considerably."
"I'd say its' getting hot", Hotch said, pulling the covers back and kissing her again.