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42 | sex

sex

f o r t y - t w o

"How are you and Karyn?"

Rossi leaned back in the booth, drinking some of his whiskey, watching Spencer closely.

"We're great"

"What is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"There's something on your mind, what is it?"

Spencer stared at the contents of his glass before sighing, looking up at Rossi.

"Do you ever wonder if you're too dependant on someone?"

Rossi raised an eyebrow.

"What exactly do you mean?"

Spencer licked his lips.

"Karyn. I met her a few months ago and I can't remember life without her, in fact, I don't want to imagine a life without her"

"That's how it is, love. You never do get over that feeling"

Spencer nodded.

"So, you and Karyn, tie the knot yet?"

"Hm?"

"Have you two done the deed?"

"Done the deed? Oh, you mean have we had sex yet? No"

"Why not?"

"I don't want to force her into anything, she's already been through so much"

Rossi nodded.

"Good"

Derek laughed and took a seat, drinking some beer.

"What's going on over here?"

"Nothing"

Derek raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

"I didn't know sex was such a touchy topic for you"

"Wait, how did you know?"

"You just told me"

Derek laughed and Spencer sighed.

"So, why are you two talking about sex? Did Reid get some?"

"No, we were just talking"

"Don't get so defensive over things Reid, what's going on?"

"Sorry, I'm just, not good company right now"

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he quickly checked it, a picture from Karyn. When he opened it, his face turned different shades of red and he almost started sweating.

'Got home early ;)'

Derek leaned over to look, but before he could see, Spencer shut his phone and stuffed it back in his pocket, moving to get out of the booth.

"Wait, Reid, do you love Karyn?"

Spencer stopped, glancing at Rossi, biting his lip.

"Yes"

"Why?"

"Because.....she steals my socks"

And with that, he stood and left, his heart racing as he thought of the picture Karyn had sent him.

She was sat on the bed in one of his button ups, only a pair of light blue panties on under, and the shirt was open so he could see her body, and he could also see that she had a mix-matched pair of his socks on her feet.

"I love her because she steals my socks, I love her because when I find her in them they never match, I love her because they are too big and the grey part for the heel sits far too high but she doesn't notice, I love her because she wears them to sleep and one always falls off and she wakes up in the night and can never find it. That's why I love her"
- Atticus