Little Miss Reid// Spencer Reid

Chapter Sixteen[EDITING]

E M O R Y

Spencer slammed the door shut to our house and flicked the light on. I continued to walk down the hallway without turning back, heading upstairs to then lock myself in my bedroom because I don't want to go down this road tonight.

He softly chuckled from behind me and I couldn't walk away anymore, "You shouldn't have done that," he growled, actually sending chills down my spine.

Don't get me wrong, I love Spencer to death, but he was never one to be, I don't know, sexy. But believe me, in his tuxedo, his hair slightly messed up, his voice low and anger racing through him, he was definitely sexy.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said blankly, slowly turning around to face him. He was inches away from me, with crossed arms and a smirk playing across his lips. He had taken off his suit jacket and his bow tie, leaving him in just his button up shirt and his pants.

He raised one eyebrow and took a step closer, "So you don't remember this?" He slowly took my wrist and pulled me a bit closer, placing my hand on his waist, where it was at dinner. My breath hitched in my throat as he slowly moved my hand closer to the midsection of his waist, "Or what about this?" He asked again, now placing his hand on my thigh, slowly moving it upwards and under my dress.

"I don't recall," I lied, grabbing his wrist and moving it out from under my dress. I went to turn around but his arm snaked around my waist, right under my growing baby bump, pulling me closer to him. My back hit his chest and his head lowered itself so his mouth was next to my ear.

"Don't lie to me, Emory Lorelei." Wow. Spencer Reid just got unbelievably sexy. I was about to respond but he suddenly spun me around and gently pressed me against the wall, getting as close as he can to me.

I decided to show my force. I wasn't going to allow Spencer to be dominant over me, especially when it was so cute when he got flustered.

I quickly gripped his wrists and flung him around so he was against the wall and I was in front. I tried my best to hold his wrists to the wall and I stood on my toes, coming eye to eye with my fiancé.

"Are you calling me a liar?" I whispered, pressing my lips to his. I let go of his wrists and his hands immediately cupped my face in his hands and pressed my face impossibly closer. Our lips were moving in perfect sync and it was heavenly.

It was heated, and then we heard the faintest of whispers, "See, I told you he'd get freaky!"

The two of us immediately sprung apart and we were both breathing heavily. We didn't see anyone but we both heard the whisper. Spencer gripped my hand and we crept around the corner to see Derek and Penelope beat red sitting on the floor.

"What the hell you guys?" I shouted, looking into the mirror that sat above them on the wall and fixing my hair.

"We were going to drop off your phone that you left on the table but then we made a bet and saw you guys-" Penelope began to ramble and I huffed, embarrassed. As angry as I wished to be, I simply couldn't stay mad at the two for long.

I eyed the phone in her hand and reached down, taking it, "It's fine. But we are about to go to bed, so you should just go home." I said calmly, my cheeks still burning a crimson red. I wasn't angry at the two, just extremely embarrassed. I'm sure they'll be telling everyone at the BAU tomorrow anyways. Hotch informed me that I can come back, but I have to work with Garcia. I agreed because I mainly didn't want to be alone all day. Penelope and Derek nodded and said their good nights, moping out of the house.

"I hate everything!" I groaned, shoving my face into a pillow, "Why did they have to be here?" I pouted I lifted my face up and saw Spencer smirking.

"Say it, go ahead," he taunted with a smile.

"You win, genius boy." I grumbled.

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"Are you sure?" I asked Spencer, twiddling my thumbs against my desk.

He sighed and smiled at me with pride, "I'm positive." He smiled again and held his hand down to me. I gripped it tight and allowed him to help me up.

"So, we are delaying the wedding until after the babies are born?" He asked quietly into my ear. I nodded in reply and we walked over to where everyone was talking.

Hotch greeted us and gestured for us to sit down. We did so and I crossed one leg over the other, prepared for the next case.

"So there is a little boy who was abducted last night, goes by the name of Carter Corrine. He was taken from his bedroom after the two parents went to sleep. He's an only child and if we find him without the kidnapped, we may never find the kidnapped." Hotch said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Penelope raised a finger, "Why is that?" She asked quietly, shifting her glasses.

"Well, Carter is deaf and blind."

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I am so sorry this is such a short chapter. I'm just really insecure about this story. Do you guys actually like it? Is it too stupid?