Hotch smiled as Emily took a slow sip from her beer bottle, and immediately wiped her chin after she set the glass back down on the wooden table. Her hair was loosely curled and her makeup was delicately done, her lips a pale pink and her eye shadow a light shade of black. Her lashes were long, as usual, but her eyes had a certain glow to them. An excitement he'd never seen before, and her cheeks were kept at a tinted pink from her being just a tad shy.

Emily looked up from her beer bottle and smiled at the older man. "Thank you, Aaron. For taking me out. It's been a lot of fun so far. The food at the restaurant was fantastic."

"I'm glad you wanted to come out, Em. I mean, we might have done things backwards so far, but I really like you." He watched as the woman in front of him blushed, and he gave her a small smile. "You're funny, and compassionate, and you care about everyone you meet. And you're so intelligent and beautiful."

Emily bit her lip as she nodded, smiling at the brunette in front of her. "First, thank you very much. And, honestly… I really like you too."

Hotch briefly showed his dimples as he let her continue.

"You're really hardworking and tough, but you have this soft side that I finally got to see, and I really admire you for never blowing up on anyone when I know you feel the need to. You're very handsome, you have the sweetest little boy at home who I am just head over heels in love with, and I don't think I've ever been this happy and satisfied on a first date before. So, I think that really says something."

Both brunettes shared a small smile before Hotch stood and moved his barstool next to hers, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

Emily giggled lightly as she looked up to him, and quickly pecked his lips. "You notice them too, don't you?"

"Oh yeah."

The couple immediately turned their heads to a booth in the corner, and watched as the team sent shy waves and embarrassed smiles. Emily let out a full on cackle as she hid her face in Hotch's neck, who immediately kissed her forehead as his laughs died down. "Well, they can at least see how much of a gentleman I'm being."

Emily gave him a serious look as she sat up straight and fixed the hem of her dress. "Yes, so much of a gentleman that you haven't groped me at all tonight. What's up with that?"

A/N - Short, I know. I'm so sorry! The next will be longer, thanks guys!