Crazy Love

A special night

I was asleep on the couch within a hour of my sobbing fest. I needed to sleep off everything that just happened. I needed to sleep off my feelings.

Someone keep knocking on my door as the day went on but I didn't answer. If it was Spencer I wasn't ready to see him. I don't if I ever will be ready.

But when another knock come I felt the urge to answer it. Like if I didn't I was gonna miss something in important.

So against my will I got up and answered the door.

And there stood Spencer Reid. He looked like he got and changed quickly. Almost as if coming here was a last minute discussion.

"It wasn't a mistake. I regret saying it was. And I'm here to prove that I mean that." I was confused as to why he bothered. I didn't believe him. I will never believe him. At least not right now.

But before I could tell him to go away he kisses me. But this time it was filled with passion. And lust. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

And I was willing to take him all. He picks me up and I close the door with my foot. Everything about this was wrong. But it felt so right. I didn't care if this was only a one night thing.

If it meant that for a night. Spencer Reid was mine. I would do this all again.

The sparks were there. The butterflies. The obvious want for each other. The sexual tension was getting thicker with every passing moment. This was the day I was waiting for.

I never knew if this day would actually come but I knew that if it did I would take it all in. So that's what I did.

His soft lips went perfectly with mine. His hands traveled my body which sent a shiver down my spine. Our tongues danced together as if they were a couple dancing in the rain.

We fit together. Everything about this was meant to be.

And I was ready for it all.