2. You like that you whore?

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Amelia

I wake up from my deep sleep curling into the warmth behind me. Then open my eyes slightly. Wait. This is not my room. I peel my eyes open a little more and look around the room. Hotel room. As I start to recollect my memories from last night a firm grip around my hip pulled me closer. Horror flashed through my eyes when I look back up from the grip on me to the person behind me. Currently cuddling me. My new boss. Oh. My. God. My new very mad at me all of the time boss was cuddling me in his sleep. I tried to lift his heavy draped arm from my hip but to my surprise his grip became harder when I tried pull him away. I mean I wasn't complaining he was a handsome man and all, but he was still my boss who definitely hated me. I didn't even know what I had done to make him dislike me so much.

I started to feel him move behind me so I quickly closed my eyes again and pretend to be asleep. "fuck" I heard a small groan behind me which sent a shiver down my spine all the way to my core.

The grip that was once around my hips carefully slipped away. I tried my best to try and look asleep. But it was harder than you would think. Because all my mind told me to do when it felt the cold spot on me where he had just been, was to pull him back into bed and tell him to fuck me. Maybe that wasn't just my mind though. It was probably also the throbbing ache down between my legs that seemed to appear every time I looked at him. Ever since I moved in a cross from him I think my body had wanted his. But now it was clear as day that wasn't going to happen. He definitely hated my guts and probably also hated the fact that I was here.

I was only here for one reason though. My aunt. Section chief Erin Strauss. I had told her I was thinking about joining sex crimes after my training was finished, but she said she could pull some stings and get me in with the best unit there is. Even without field experience. It's not to say I wasn't thankful. But I had made up a five year plan on how I was gonna work my way up to this level. So it definitely felt like I had cheated my way up to the top.

Thinking about cheating. What was Hotchner's deal with needing to know so much about my private life. I'm mean I get it I've definitely thought about him in a private life type of way. But it was before he was my boss. Then he was just my hot, mysterious, older neighbor.

I snapped out of my thoughts as I felt a shift in the bed. I carefully blinked my eyes open. Pretending to wake up.

"Oh you're up" I said glancing over at Hotch who was standing over his go back pulling out new clothes from his bag for the day.

"Yeah. Did you sleep well?" he asked eyes roaming over my body.

"Like a baby" I smiled ignoring his stare.

"Okay good" His stare remained.

"How about you?"

"Just fine. I'm gonna take a shower" He said while lightly shaking out of the stare and picking up his clothes.

"Okay, sir" I muttered under my breath. But by the heavy glare back at me told me he heard me. He looked at me for a split second longer before entering the bathroom.

I let out a shaky breath. Unable to do anything for the next minute I just sat and stared at the wall in front of me. Once I felt like my brain and body was fully functioning again I got out from underneath the soft comforter already missing the warmth against my skin. Almost the same feeling I got when Aaron's arm had slipped away from my body. I shook away that thought immediately. Burying it deep inside me.

Once out of the bed I got some clothes from my go bag and changed quickly before my sleeping partner came out from his shower. Just as I finished buttoning up my top the bathroom door opened up. "You dressed?"

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