A/N-Hello, I am sorry I haven't been updating. Writer's block and being busy got the best of me.

Where there is love there is life.-Mahatma Gandhi

"Spencer,"Amber sighed as she sat down. "you haven't been skimming on our relationship. I just...i need to feel closer to you." Amber said as she tucked her brown hair behind her ear. There was a moment of silence she then lightly kissed his cheek then smiled sweetly at him said," Luke bought me a car." She blurted out.

"What?" Spencer responded, his eyes were huge and his eyebrows were up so high Amber thought he looked funny, she contained her laughter to keep from seeming mean. "He just bought you a car for nothing?"

"He said it was as an engagement present. Then he offered me a credit card to use."

"I don't like this," Spencer said.

"I turned them down,"Amber replied.

"Still," Spencer responded.

"Don't worry about it. " Amber assured as Spencer sat down.

"Come on, we better get to bed." She quickly rubbed his back with the palm of her hand. Amber watched Spencer as he stood up, he held out his hand and amber took it. Amber was quickly pulled to her feet as Spencer pulled her close to his chest. Amber blushed as she looked up at him, her hands were pressed up against his chest.

"Oh Amber, " Spencer whispered in her ear.

"Hmmm…," was all that Amber could mutter.

"I love you so much. I know I never show you, so tomorrow I am." Spencer said. He pulled away from Amber and grabbed his phone off the side table.

"What are you doing?" Amber lightly chuckled.

"I'm calling Hotch and telling him I won't be there for the rest of the week," Spencer replied.

Amber's eyes lit up, "Really?!" She squealed.

Spencer put up his index finger, telling her to hold on. "Hey Hotch,"

"Hey Spencer, what's up?"

"I'm taking off for the rest of the week. I'm sorry it's last minute but I need to,"

"Oh, is everything alright?" Hotch asked.

"Mhm. It is. I just feel like I need a break. If that's ok." Spencer said in a nervous tone.

"Of course it is. The team will miss you. Enjoy it."

"Thank you, Bye."

"Bye Reid." Hotch said on the other end.

Spencer set his phone down on the side table and Amber flung her arms around his neck.

"Thank you," She whispered into his ear as she slowly put her arms back down at her side.

Spencer kissed her lips and said, " Anything for you doll."

Amber smiled at him. Spencer was a good man, she knew that. But she felt this tugging in her stomach. Something was bugging her, she just didn't know what, so she decided to ignore it. "Oh, so Rossi sent my one book his publisher and they want to publish one of my books!"

Spencer had a huge smile on his face, "That's great news," He said as he went into the attached bathroom and began to change. Amber felt her face turn hot and bright red. All she had to do was peek around the corner and see Spencer without his clothes on.

"Yeah," Amber mumbled as she made her way over to the bed. She got under the covers and waited for Spencer to walk out of the bathroom. He climbed into bed next to her and kissed her cheek. He shut off the light on the side table and put his head to his pillow. "Goodnight," Amber said.

"Goodnight," He said back.

The next morning, Spencer awoke and looked next to him. No Amber to be found. He sat up and stretched, he pushed the covers off of him and swung his legs off of the bed. He stood up and stretched again. Spencer opened the bedroom door and walked out into the living room. The site he saw was enough to make him want to pinch himself. Amber was sitting in his favorite chair, her hair was in a messy bun, she had on one of his collared button up shirts on, her legs where crossed and her feet were sitting on the coffee table. She had no pants on, she had a cup of coffee clutch to her chest in one hand and a book in the other. Spencer's shirt wasn't buttoned up all the way on her and he could see the top of her breasts. It didn't help that where the shirt was buttoned up looked like it was going to pop open anyway because of her bosom.

Amber looked up from her book and smiled, "Good morning," She sang as she took a sip of her coffee.

"M...morning," Spencer managed to reply.

"There is some coffee in the kitchen," Amber said. "I hope you don't mind, I borrowed one of your shirts."

"It's fine," Spencer said as he looked anywhere but her way. Spencer felt his heart racing in his chest. He swallowed hard as he tried to keep his cool and walked to the kitchen. Spencer drew in a deep breath as he leaned against the counter in the kitchen. His chest felt tight and so did his pants. He shook his head, he knew he was smarter than this. Smarter than his urges that seemed childish to him.

Amber entered the kitchen and Spencer quickly stood up and leaned against the counter. He walked over to the coffee pot, he grabbed a mug off the drying rack. He picked up the coffee pot and poured himself some coffee. Amber was next to him, she rinsed out her mug and bent over to put it in the dishwasher. Spencer almost didn't stop pouring his coffee, he was too hypnotized by Amber. She was bent over the dishwasher and he could see down her shirt. His hand was shaking as he put the coffee pot back, he struggled but he put it back on the holder. He didn't take his eyes off of her, she was doing this on purpose and quite frankly, Spencer didn't care. This was the least amount of clothing he had ever seen her in, she usually covers up with hoodies and pants. But not today, she wanted him to react to her. They were engaged for fucks sake.

Amber closed the dishwasher and walked out of the kitchen. Spencer took a sip of coffee, it tasted so bland. He set his cup down and went after her. He went into the living room to see her bending over to pick up her book, Spencer's face was now bright red because his girlfriend wasn't wearing any underwear underneath his shirt. The white shirt covers her assets, but was see through. Amber picked up her book and set it on the table, she turned around and smiled at Spencer.

"What do you want to do today?" Amber asked as she walked over to him.

Spencer paused for a moment as he sat down on the armrest of the couch, he then said, "We can go shopping if you'd like?"

Amber kissed his cheek and said, "I would like that." Amber walked out of the living room, and into their bedroom.

Woman is the dominant sex. Men have to do all sorts of stuff to prove that they are worthy of woman's attention.-Camille Paglia