The Secret Social Life of Dr. Spencer Reid Chapter 13

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Spencer was first to wake up. He looked down at the woman in his arms and smiled before kissing the top of her head. He lay there, her head resting on his chest, and watched her sleep for a while.

"Good morning, beautiful." He told her when she woke up thirteen minutes later. She glanced up at him before smiling, kissing the place where his heart was and then kissing his lips.

"Good morning, handsome." She murmured against his lips. He caught her in a light kiss before turning her over so that he was on top of her. He had begun to kiss down her neck and to her chest when his phone rang from across the room.

"Ignore it." Kathryn told him before moaning lightly at the contact of his cold hands on her warm, toned skin. He proceeded to kiss, slowly and delicately down her skin – that was until his phone rang again.

"I have to get it. It'll take two seconds." Spencer replied to the irritated groan that erupted from his lover's lips. She reluctantly nodded and let him go so he could locate his trousers, which were inconveniently thrown across the room.

"Hello?" He asked as he picked up the phone, mustering all the politeness he could without sounding annoyed. The smile he aimed at Kathryn faded quickly as the voice on the other end of the line drifted into his ear. "Shit! ... no everything's ok Nichole… you're on your way? … Yeah, I'll meet you in an hour." He picked up his underwear and trousers and rushed into the bathroom to get ready for his 'date' with his girlfriend. He couldn't bear to look at his best friends face, he couldn't think about this right now.

Crap! She had totally forgotten about her. About his girlfriend. She was even more annoyed at Spencer than she was with herself – he cheated on his girlfriend. He let this happen. Kathryn gave in to her love for him and it came back to bite her in the ass. One thing she did know – she'd hate to be Spencer right now. Sighing, she got out of bed and got dressed; she couldn't be bothered taking a shower, she only wanted coffee. Only coffee could comfort her right now. Coffee made everything better.

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Reid met his girlfriend at the local café they usually went to for breakfast. He smiled half-heartedly at her, kissing her on the cheek.

"What no proper kiss?" Nichole asked. She was almost perfect; great sex, beautiful, nice girl, polite, well-mannered, trusting and dressed well. She wasn't Kathryn though and he just couldn't focus on anything but her skin on his, her kiss, how beautiful she looked when she was sleeping and how perfect it all seemed before their rude awakening back into reality. He didn't even say bye to her. It got awkward afterwards so they just smiled and went into opposite directions, keeping a very large amount of space between them. If he could, he'd wake up with her every morning – he wanted nothing except for her and he had his chance. He's had so many chances and he throws all of them away or misses them. He wondered how much longer she could wait for him before she decided to move on. "Hey, are you alright? Have you and Kathryn not made up yet?" His girlfriend, dressed in a mid-thigh navy blue, V-neck dress, sounded genuinely concerned. She wasn't his best friends biggest fan and yet it was evident how much Nichole cared about him. That only made him feel worse about the whole situation. How could he let himself give in to his desires like that?

"No. We made up." He told her and so she kissed him and smiled.

"Good. I hate seeing you upset and I can tell you're really attached to her. It's sweet that the pair of you have such a close relationship and are just friends." She smiled once again at him. Raising her eyebrow after he didn't say anything, she tilted her head as if she were studying him.

He closed his eyes for a minute and took a deep breath. He could do this, he had to do this. He couldn't lie to her. "Look, there's something I need to tell you." She looked at him, clearly confused for a minute before retracting her hand from his and sitting back in her chair, arms folded across her chest. "I slept with Kathryn last night as in had sex with her. I'm sorry, it just happened. I wasn't thinking properly otherwise I wouldn't have done it. I'm so sorry." She was pissed. Livid. He could tell where this was going.

"You cheated on me!" She shouted as she got up from her seat. He cringed as people started staring at them. "What's worse is that it was with her. That bitch. What does she have that I don't? What's so good about her? Is it because she dresses like a whore or did you just want to fuck her?"

"Please calm down. She's not a whore and I've never just wanted to fuck her. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with her. I'm so sorry Nichole." She gave a humourless laugh before slapping him as hard as she could across the face, storming off in the opposite direction.

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