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❝ One of the deep secrets in life is that all that is really worth doing is what we do for others. ❞
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Pulling your turtleneck over your head, you pull it down to cover your hickeys. Grabbing a belt, you wrap it around your jeans, adjusting it. Quickly grabbing left over clothes on the floor, you shove it into your suitcase.
Grabbing your purse and suit case, you rush out the room. Walking to the elevator, you hear shuffling behind you. Looking back, you're met with dark brown eyes. His dark brown eyes. Looking back at the elevator, you step inside, him following behind you.
Clearing your throat, you press on the Ground button. Standing in uncomfortable silence, you stare at the elevator walls, not daring to meet his gaze. Your whole body was aching, sore from last night. Your jeans and turtle neck covered the love marks he left. Spreading from your neck, to the valley of your breasts.
The elevator coming to a stop, you grab your suitcase and exit it first leaving him alone.
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Walking into the BAU, you drop your bag on your desk, sighing out. "Alright everyone good work. See you all tomorrow." Hotch says, walking straight up to his office.
Biting down on your lips, hard, you looked up to see Emily packing up her bag and Morgan talking with Reid.
"Hey you coming?" JJ startles you. You quickly glance up at Hotch's office. You needed to talk to him. "Uh, yeah, I just need to finish up some paperwork." You lie.
She nods, walking to the elevator with everyone else.
After they all piled down and left, you take in a deep breathe and walk up to Hotchs' office door.
You knock a few times. Hearing a low "Come in." You push open the door, closing it behind you.
Standing infront of his desk, you look everywhere but his eyes. "Yes?" He asks, clearly being stupid.
"I think we should talk." You start.
"Talk about what?"
"You're joking?" You ask, sitting down across from him.
He cocks his head to the side, "Enlighten me."
You clear your throat, fiddling with your fingers.
"Yesterday um, you know. Well, what happened was a one time thing and it will never happen again." You blurt out. Although what happened was so, so, wrong you wanted it again.
