If you could be anywhere

Bathtime

"Garcia, there's no way in hell, Spence would go to a trampoline park!" I yell over the phone.

"Well then what do you suppose he do that's fun?" Penelope answers back.

"I don't know maybe he could chill, eat cake, read books, maybe watch a movie, and we could have S-E-X." I spell out sex since the kids were in the same room.

Timothy looks at me dead ass in the eyes and nonchalantly says "I didn't think old people still had sex."

"Timothy shut up, it's none of your business." I yell.

"Anyways Cal what should we do?" Penelope brings me back to reality.

"How about dinner at a restaurant or at Rossi's house?" I suggest.

"Spectacular idea! I'll tell Rossi and the rest of the team. Gotta go!" She hangs up the phone.

I turn my phone off and put it in the pocket of my grey fluffy sweatpants. Picking The Sword in the Stone and sitting down on the couch with the kids huddled up around me. I begin reading just as they're drifting to sleep I tell them to go upstairs. Sleepily trudging upstairs hearing Diane slowly close her door and plop down on her bed. Letting me know they were all knocked out cold. Hearing the door open I in-distinctively reach for my loaded gun. "Princess it's me!" Spencer says in a jolly tune.

I put down my gun. Unfortunately he sees me with it before I can put it down. "Princess.." his voice trails.

"I'm sorry it's just that I'm a bit scared." I justify myself.

He pulls me into a warm tender hug. "It's okay Princess, I'm not mad, good aim though." He whispers the last part making us both chuckle.

He sets down his bag and his other assortment of paperwork on the kitchen island. "You're never gonna believe what Timothy said today." I chuckle wrapping my arms around him from behind.

"What did he say?"

"He said he didn't think old people had sex." I giggle.

"Oh god." He giggles sweetly. "Princess you're not old, if anything you're still young."

"You're only saying that because I'm your wife Spence, I'm 29." I remind him. "And what you're turning 35 now, if anything you're the old man!"

"Could and 'old man' make you scream his name?" His voice was playful and mischievous.

"You are so dead." I detach from his body.

I rush over to the sink and grab the handheld nozzle. Turning on the water and spraying Spencer with the cold water. I start giggling turning off the water. He stood there soaked in the cold water, a shocked expression on his face. Leaving him at a loss for words. I run into the laundry room and grab him a towel, when I come out I feel coldness surrounding my body. It was water, after a few seconds a still soaking wet Spencer turns off the faucet. "I guess now we're even Princess." He shoots me a shit eating grin that spanned from ear to ear.

I march upstairs reluctantly, I tear off my now soaked clothes and throw them into my hamper. I get a towel from our bathroom and begin drying myself. "You know Princess you look astonishing while naked." I didn't turn around to him, but I could feel his smirk.

"I know, you didn't have to tell me babe." I was challenging him and I knew I probably shouldn't but I couldn't help wanting to make him mad.

"Let me run you a bath Princess to try and make up for my actions." He pleads for forgiveness.

"Please" I groan the thought of a warm bubble bath made me happy and bright on the inside.

"Give me 5 minutes Princess." He says.

I lay down on the bed lifting the covers over my body, trying to get warm. Five minutes passes pretty quickly, "Princess your bath is ready!" Spencer calls to me from the bathroom.

The lights were dimmed and candles were lit around the room. The bath filled with soapy bubbles that smelled like roses. I walk over to the bath and just stare at him waiting for him to get in. "We'll get in already you silly goose!" I tease him a bit.

He looks surprised but quickly obliged. He sat down in the tub with his knees slightly bent since he was a bit too big for the tub. I sit down laying my back against his toned chest. His hand caresses and flows over my stomach rubbing it. It felt good, " I'm tired." I mumble.

"Let me help you relax Princess." He says as he moves his large, soft, warm hands up to my shoulders and begins massaging them.

"Mmmh, thank you baby." I lean back and give him a peck on the lips.

"I'm grateful everyday you're my wife."

"I'm grateful everyday that I get to wake up to you next to me." I whisper.