August

By passers

Emily's POV
  It's been a few days since she has seen the new agent , she wonders if the others have already told him things about her. She never really gets to know the other agents but there is just something about him that draws her into him. But then again the staff has probably filled him in on horrible lies about her like how she sneaks out , cusses like a sailor and goes against every single one of her mothers rules. Why she cares what this one agent thinks is driving her nuts, she had never cared before so why now.

She finally runs into him quite literally. She had gone out with some friends and ended up buying some new clothes. As she was going up the stairs one of the bags slipped spilling the contents all over the floor. She be damned if anyone was to see her new red lace lingerie set , they already thought of her as reckless so why not add easy to the list. When she turned with her bags that's when she ran right into his brick wall of a chest.

" Sorry I didn't see you there. " The blush ran up her chest and she didn't know why.

" Its alright ma'am ," he said with a stone cold expression.

" You can just call me Emily , so how are you liking it here. "

"My job isn't sit here and make chit chat , okay. "

Now she was pissed she was trying to make nice conversation after almost plowing him over now she knows why she is attracted to him he's an asshole of course she attracted to that. Attractive ? What the hell is going on in her head.

It's around eleven when she slowly walks down the stairs to the back door hoping to not sound the alarm. As she reaches for the door a pair of strong arms grabs her. She turns to see agent hotchner.

" Are you always this reckless, " he says with a tone no one would care for.

She is fed up with his crude remarks.

"You really want to wake the whole house just so you could get to your little party. " She wanted to slap him he really only saw her as a partier well truth be told that is the persona she gives off.

Something comes over her before she knows it she says , " For your information I'm not going to a party or a bar."

"Then where are you going at 11 at night ?"

"None of your god damn business but if you want to tell my mother a poetry reading you ass"!

The shock is clear on his face he just like everyone else judged her solely based on her looks.