A New Life? (Sticks And Stones Sequel)

when I met him

-two months later-
Once I got ready to leave the house I was dressed in my red plaid mini skirt, black crop top, black high heel boots, and my glasses. I put on thick black eye liner, mascara, and black lipstick.
I grabbed my laptop and went to the coffee shop since it had working wifi and my place didn't. That was probably due to the fact that I had not been here to be able to get wifi.

When I got into the coffee shop I walked up to the front counter and ordered myself a cup of coffee. After I had gotten my cup of coffee I sat at one of the tables at the coffee shop and started to work on my laptop. I usually worked on my investigation and made reports on my progress whenever I needed to and actually had progress to report. So as you can get normally I don't pay too much attention to people, things, and situations around me. Especially when the case I am working on is very important to me. 

"Here's a cup of coffee" the waitress said adding as she pointed over to a man in the table next to me with short shaggy brown hair, "the man ordered it for you and paid already for it as well".  The man was wearing a purple outer layer with a purple type flannel under it with a black tie, and a good pair of pants.

"Tell him thanks for me", I said looking back at the screen of my laptop. I felt as if I was looking at absolutely nothing.

A few moments later I heard someone walk over to my table. "Is okay if I sit with you" I heard the man say.

"Yea. I am just working on an investigation....sorry if I seem not really interested in talking to you" I said not even looking away from my laptop. Without even telling me the man closed my laptop which caused me to move my fingers away from my laptop keyboard. The man sat down across from me.

"I am sorry for stopping your work, but I can see that you are not making to much progress if any at all" the man said as I looked him in his eyes with confusion probably written all over my face. The man had light brown eyes that seemed to be trying to tell me a story. A story that I couldn't resist getting to know. 

"How do you know that I am not making progress and have you been stalking me" I asked trying to figure out a way to prove him wrong.

"How I know that you are not making too much progress is by the fact that you seem tense to make some progress and no I am not stalking you. Also I can see that by the your shoulders are. Your shoulders seemed to be crunched in and a little raised as if you are possible tensed. Though you need to have one day off from work at least" the man said adding, "my name is Spencer Reid".

"My name is Kat" I said looking over at the other side of the coffee shop. 

"Nice to met you" Spencer said looking over my shoulder. Spencer looked as if he was about to ask a question, but stopped instead.

"So am I supposed to take advice from a guy I don't even know" I said being sarcastic. 

"Well like you said it is advice. I just wouldn't want to see a beautiful woman have to deal with some health problems because she was stressed" Spencer said.

"Your funny. I am not even good looking" I said before Spencer interrupted me.

"I am serious" Spencer said then pausing, "met me at this place tomorrow around eight o'clock and I will take you out for dinner". Spencer handed me a piece of folded paper.

"So is that a date" I asked being sarcastic.

"Yes it is a date" Spencer said giving me a kiss on the right side of my face and adding, "though during now and then please take sometime off from your work and maybe go somewhere". With that Spencer left the coffee shop probably to go to his job.