A Suprise For Hotch

"Mommy got to go now honey. Grandma is going to take care of you." Emily Prentiss looked up at her mother and the ambassador.

"Don't worry Emily. Jaden will be just fine. Why don't you go to. You don't want to be late for your first day at work." The ambassador said.

Emily looked a last time down at her little 6 year old boy, before kissing him goodbye and leaving again.

She stepped into the office after knocking on the door. A dark haired white man looked up at her from behind the desk. It didn't take her long time to realize who it was. And all the memories of that very same face came back to her mind like it all happened yesterday. And she could see that he felt the same way.

She knew it was wrong. He was married, and worked for her mother. But he was so damn hot! How could she resist him? He was perfect. His black and soft hair. His smile. The dimples on his face, making her melt every time he smiled at her. The perfect body he had. Muscles forming behind the suit that fit him as it was made for his body only.

She had been flirting with for a while. And he had flirted back. She knew that he liked her, and she felt the same way. She felt this huge desire to be with felt. To feel him. To kiss him and touch him.

It was late. He had been working all day, and was getting tired, but he didn't want to go home. This was one of his last days this place and he wanted to spend the time he had left with Emily.

"Agent Hotchner?" It was ambassador Prentiss. She had just entered his office, and was standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.

"It's getting late, and you still got tomorrow to finish up. Why don't you g home to your wife? I'm sure she'll be happy to see you home."

He thought a second about it. He knew better than to protest. She would eat him alive. "Alright. I'll go home after I've finished this last piece of paper." He made sure to keep his poker face on, in case she didn't believe him.

She nodded suspiciously at him for a second, before turning around and leaving him to himself again.

He sighed. He knew he wasn't going to leave for some time just yet. But what was he going to say to Haley? He promised to come home. Maybe he should just get himself together, and get home, he thought to himself.

He started closing the computer on his desk, but got interrupted by someone knocking on the door. He looked down at his watch. It was 8 pm.

"Come in." he said.

His masked quickly felt hard to the ground, when he saw the woman in front of him. It was Emily. He stood up and walked over to her. He smiled at the sight of her blushed cheeks. She looked so cute when she was shy, he thought.

"Emily!" He said and smiled at her. "Is something wrong?"

She looked shyly down on the floor, before answering him.

"I saw that were the only one left, and was wondering if everything is alright?"

"Yeah. I've just been busy, that's all."

She wasn't convinced. "Are you sure? Is there anything you want to talk about?"

She couldn't help but smile, when she saw the small grin on his face. He couldn't believe she was concerned about him.

"Sit down." He said guiding her toward the couch.

He sat down next to her. He tried to stay professional but the smell of her was driving him insane!

"It's just…" He started, but didn't know how to finish what he had started. "It's just that I had this fight with my wife, and don't really want to go home." He looked at her a little embarrassed at the raven-haired woman next to him. She just lay her head down on his shoulder. "I see." She said.

"I don't know what to do! I don't want to go home."

He was just about to continue, when she interrupted: "Then don't go home. Stay here. I can get you a sheet and a blanked. You should be safe for the night."

He didn't know how to respond. "What am I going to tell Haley?"

"The truth." She said. "Tell her that you need some time to think. And it's just for one night. Nothing will happen."

She removed her head from him, to look him in the eyes. He strained some hair away from her face, as she leaned into the touch, closing her eyes a brief second. He looked down at her lips. So red and soft. Like a serine's song, luring him into the sin of cheating. It was all too perfect, being all alone with the only woman he wanted to be with, without anyone near them, having the whole night in front of them. He had tried to resist the temptation or so long, but was too tired by it. So he slowly moved closer to her, just to find her doing the same thing. He sighed when his nose past hers. Their lips were less than an inch between each others. They stood still like that in what seemed like forever, until Emily finally braced herself and destroyed the space between them, by pressing her lips onto his.