Save Me | Aaron Hotchner x Female OC

Chapter 21 - Brownies and a Towel

//A/N// Life is crazy busy, I apologise for the lack of update - but you'll be pleased to know the smut has arrived!

I've only read over this chapter once. I simply haven't had time to spend hours on it, so I'm not sure it's my best work, but I really didn't want to keep you all waiting any longer.

This one is an Elena only POV

//x//

Elena

For the following three days I spoke to Aaron more than I spoke to anyone else.

He couldn't reply much during the day, but every night when he got back to his hotel he'd call me.

We didn't do anything as intimate as we did on that first night, but the conversation always seemed to end up becoming flirty or suggestive.

I felt like a teenager experiencing her first boyfriend...I supposed I was, in a way. I'd had 'relationships' before, but they'd tended to be limited to kissing and subsequently ending when I told them that I wasn't ready for sex. Yeah, I really knew how to pick them. So really, whatever I had going on with Aaron was more than I'd ever had before.

I knew that Aaron was never going to be my boyfriend, he'd made that evident, and after the phone call that gave me an orgasm I'd really had to give myself a stern reminder that I was not allowed to fall in love – because it would be very easy to do so.

There was a very real chance that I could lose myself to him if I wasn't careful, and so daily reminders to myself that Aaron was not my happily ever after had to become commonplace.

Despite the underlying concerns which I was sure I could handle, my desire to sleep with him was growing stronger by the day. Did he really mean it when he said he'd get home and fuck me? Or was that just insignificant dirty talk? I sincerely hoped for the former, fighting the harsh reminder that there was a very real chance I'd end up freaking out and having another flashback if he did.

When I got home from work that Friday I had very little energy and was eager to have a bath and switch off for the night.

Just as I was getting out of the bath, there was a knock at my door. I was incredibly frustrated at the intrusion but I threw on my robe and headed to answer the door. I checked the peephole in case it was another maintenance man here to kill me, and my heart rate very quickly picked up for other reasons.

"Hi, Aaron!"

I had no idea he was even on his way back, he hadn't text me since the morning.

"Hi," he greeted me, a small smile on his face. He quickly assessed the bathrobe I was wearing before drawing his attention back to my face.

"I didn't know you were on your way back!" I stepped aside and gestured for him to come in, which he did without hesitation.

"Well we wrapped up the case this afternoon and I figured I'd surprise you." He handed me a brown cardboard box.

I grinned and accepted it from him, carefully lifting the lid to see what was inside.

There were four brownies, each one with a different topping on and each one looking just as delicious as the last.

My heart skipped over itself at the gesture as butterflies began to take flight in my stomach.

He's not your boyfriend. He will never be more than what he is now.

"Garcia told me that this place had the best brownies in town so I'm taking my chances."

"Thank you so much!" I placed the box on the counter and wrapped him in a hug, which he likely would deem excessive but I didn't care.