Retrograde [Completed]

Part 6*

All I have to say is...oof. Hope y'all enjoy this one ❤️

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You wake up the next more with a headache. You were grateful you didn't have to puke but the dull ache in your head was enough to make you regret last night. Last night. A smile plays on your face as you think about the look on Hotch's face as he watched you get head from Leah.

You get up and head to the bathroom to shower. Your hair is absolute tangled mess. You shower quickly and change into a lounge set before walking past a sleeping Garcia to the kitchen.

"Hey missy. I need more dets on last night. We both do." Sid whispers from behind you.

"We can't start without her!" You shout whisper as you pull some cold brew out of the fridge.

"Ugh, you guys suck at whispering!" Garcia groans from the couch in the living room.

"Sorry!" You and Sid chorus together, laughing. You pour the three of you coffee and pull out an assortment of creamers from the fridge. You place everything on a drink tray and bring it to the coffee table. Garcia sits up and grateful takes a sip of the coffee, no creamer added.

"So, spill, Aisha." Sid says, mixing some vanilla creamer into her drink.

"Alright, alright. So I'm dancing with that girl, Leah. And I tell her that I'm trying to make a guy jealous and she's totally down to help me. So we kiss and dance and then she takes me to the bathroom. I tell Hotch to follow us, because she wants to put on a show for him."

"Oh my god. Don't stop." Garcia leans in, interested.

"So she puts me up on the counter in the bathroom and is kissing all over me. And Hotch is in the doorway watching all of this. Leah drops to her knees and starts eating me out. I'm making eye contact with him the whole time and I just know in his head, he was fucking me. It was so hot. So I cum, and he's all hot and bothered and kiss a little. And then he asks me to go home with and for reason I just couldn't. I needed to tease him."

"Oh you naughty girl!" Garcia yells taking another sip of her coffee.

"And so you dragged us out of the club to tease him even though P was going to get laid?" Sid's voice is accusatory but playful.

"I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you Garcia." You look over at her apologetically.

"Honey, Derek and I sexted all night, I'm seeing him tonight. It's fine." Garcia waves you off.

"What are you going to do about Professor Hottie! You're going to have to face him." Sid asks.

"I don't know...I'm guessing we'll finally have sex or hell be uninterested." You shrug nonchalantly. You wouldn't say this out loud but the thought of him being uninterested disappointed you. Whatever this back and forth between the two of you was you liked. A song of guilt hits you as you acknowledge these feelings. But where they really feelings or where you just interested in the chase? You push the thought away when you're phone pings. It's an email from Hotch. Your mouth drops open. It's like he knew you were talking about him.

"What's wrong?" Garcia looks at you concerned.

"He just emailed me."

"Open it!" Sid just about shrieks moving closer to you. You do and it reads:

Ms. James, I hope you had quiet the evening out. I know I did until I was rudely stood up. Please meet me at my office hours to discuss the contents of your paper. 8:30, Monday morning. This is not a suggestion, this is an order.

He was mad! You giggle at your phone and type a reply:

Professor Hotchner,

I'm so sorry to hear that your evening didn't go well. Mine was absolutely fantastic, and quiet amusing. Will my grade be impacted, if I don't attend this meeting?