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THIS IS FORTEENTH IN THE "SHAKESPEARE SERIES" OF POST-EPS TO THE NEW SEASON. THIS ONE FOLLOWS "DEVIL'S NIGHT".
A Charmed Life
"Aaron is talking to Morgan tonight. Questioning his calls in the field crossed a line," Dave answered quietly.
"And Emily?" JJ nudged cautiously, still unnerved by the idea of Dave watching her gorgeous former colleague, albeit in a non-romantic way.
"You're jealous," Dave ribbed her lightly, tracing the line of her elegant jaw.
"I am not," JJ retorted, her lips compressing as she frowned at him, attempting to hide the worry that was certain to be shining in her eyes.
"You are, too," he countered softly, pulling her closer, reveling in her presence.
"You can't deny that she and you have a lot more in common than we do," JJ replied carefully. "And, she's not tied down by a child."
"First, perhaps on the surface she and I do share some similar backgrounds, but that's all it equates to...surface similarities. Second, I happen to love having that particular string Henry creates. My life is a hell of a lot richer with him in it and I wouldn't change it if I could. And third, I might be watching Emily for purposes I've already explained, but you're the only woman I want to see. And in case you've had your head buried in the sand for the last several years, Prentiss happens to be in love with Hotch," Dave pointed out easily.
"She'd cut out your tongue if she knew you'd said that out loud," JJ muttered under her breath, relaxing slightly as she felt her heart lighten. "But incidentally, it's that love that would prevent her from betraying Hotch. Especially to Strauss."
"As I said, I don't think she'd do it intentionally. Erin can take the most innocent of statements and twist them. Emily needs to be careful of that," Dave responded, running his fingers over JJ's long hair.
"I have tomorrow off," JJ murmured, twisting her head to look at him again. "Want me to swing by and suggest a ladies lunch to her? I could leave Henry with Garcia..."
"...or me," Dave suggested meaningfully, arching his brow.
"Or you," JJ said with a faint smile. "Perhaps, I could give her a friendly ear and put a bug in her ear."
"You'd do that for a team you aren't working with anymore?" Dave asked, not surprised at all at her willingness to protect a friend.
"You know I would," JJ snorted, rolling her eyes as she punched his leg with her small hand.
"I'd appreciate it, Jen," Dave nodded, relieved. Maybe JJ would be able to get through to the dark haired woman. If she ever hoped to have any future with Aaron, now wasn't the time for Emily to begin playing games. She needed to know that, and perhaps JJ was the best to convey that message.
"No problem," JJ shrugged, settling deeper against his side. "I wanted to see everybody anyway."
Smiling, Dave pulled her closer. "Now, back to my original statement," he mocked, dropping a soft kiss to her hair. "You were jealous."
"Would you quit?" JJ sighed, blushing again. Damn him for seeing through her. His already healthy ego did not need the boost.
"Admit it," he whispered softly against her ear.
"I don't have any right to be jealous," JJ blurted, shivering as she felt his hot breath against her ear, her nipples puckering into pebbles beneath her cotton tee shirt.
"Who says?" Dave grunted. "I used to get jealous when I watched you with Hotch even though you were with Will. And don't get me started on how I felt about THAT guy," he shrugged.
Eyes popping wide as she straightened quickly, JJ exclaimed, "WHAT?"
"You heard me," Dave grinned easily.
"H-hotch?" JJ stuttered, shaking her head. "He is...was my boss, Dave!"
"He was a man, babe. And you two shared a close relationship that was obvious to the entire team. Including Emily," he added pointedly.
"But I...we never...that's just ridiculous," JJ stammered, finally slapping a hand half heartedly against his flat stomach.
"I never said you were involved," Dave defended himself, capturing her hand as it raised to land another blow and tugged her against him. "But you can't deny that you guys were close."
"It wasn't like THAT though," JJ said, wrinkling her nose distastefully. "That would be like...kissing your brother, Dave!"
"My brother happens to be very attractive," Dave deadpanned.
"Ohhhh!" JJ growled in frustration, slapping his chest lightly. "You know what I meant!"
Laughing, Dave nodded, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Happily, I do," he agreed. "But, I'm unnaturally relieved to hear you confirm it. You might do that for Em when you talk to her."
"Em knows that I don't feel that way about Hotch. And she knows I'm seeing you," JJ retorted, her eyes widening as she realized what she'd said. "I mean...she knows we're..."
"Seeing each other," Dave confirmed. "You had it right the first time. Don't backtrack now," he ordered softly, his eyes gleaming as he stared down at her.
"Is that what we're doing?" JJ asked softly, her hands tightening around the material of his shirt as she leaned against him. The faint sound of canned laughter filled the air, the sitcom making its presence known for a second. But the noise seemed to fade in the distance as she stared into his deep eyes.
"I sure hope so," Dave replied, quirking a dark eyebrow as he met her gaze. "Otherwise, you getting jealous of my attentions would be a bit odd, wouldn't it?"
"I was NOT jealous," JJ insisted, enunciating each word.
"Liar," Dave admonished gently. "I admitted that I was," he murmured, pulling her slight weight into his lap.
Pursing her lips, JJ frowned as she shifted automatically against him. He had her there. "Fine. I might have been a teeny bit disturbed by the possibility," she said, refusing to add to his conceit by admitting outright she'd had a huge problem with the idea that he might have noticed Emily's beauty.
"A teeny bit," Dave echoed, arching his brow and smiling wickedly.
"Don't push it, Rossi," JJ muttered, thumping his chest.
"You've got nothing to worry about, Jen," Dave assured her quietly, drawing her closer against his chest and covering her lips with his.
Sighing against his lips, JJ parted her lips eagerly, always ready to experience the thrill of Dave's kiss. Feeling his tongue slide against hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck, catching her breath and moaning softly as his capable hand covered her breast, stroking gently. Melting against him as his hands slowly coaxed her body into a near liquid state, she inwardly rejoiced. After nearly a month of hot goodnight kisses, they'd progressed to second base. And she no longer cared that such a phrase made her feel like she was still in high school. As far as she was concerned, she had just caught the quarterback…and she intended to enjoy every minute of it!
Groaning against her lips, Dave forced himself to still his exploration and pull away from her mouth. Staring into her hazy eyes, he smiled softly.
"Don't stop," she whispered, settling against him.
"We have to stop," Dave replied ruefully as certain parts of body screamed in denial.
"We've already decided we're friends seeing each other, Dave," JJ murmured against his neck.
Nodding, Dave sighed. "We have. But, a friends with benefits situation isn't what I want, JJ." Seeing the uncertainty that passed in a shadow over her face, he clarified, "Oh, don't get me wrong, babe...I definitely want those benefits. Each and every one of them. But I can wait until you're ready to call us a hell of a lot more than friends to get them. Because when I do, I don't plan on sharing them with anyone else. Ever."
"Oh," JJ replied weakly as she stared up into his darkened eyes.
Shifting her back to the couch beside him, Dave grinned and winked at her. Covering her slack lips with his, he murmured, "Just a little food for thought, JJ."
Stunned, JJ nodded as he kissed her again. He'd definitely given her something substantial to chew on.
And she was certain that when he decided to make a meal of her, he wouldn't stop until both of them were satisfied.