"So tell me, what's keeping you awake, Jen? I envisioned you and Prentiss engaged in a pillow fight. Naked."
JJ sighed as she stretched her tired limbs. Standing, she aimed for the galley, intent on a cup of coffee to clear the cobwebs. "We usually do have pillow fights when we're forced to share a room but last night we did full body massages." She dropped her voice seductively. "Emily has great hands."
"You really shouldn't encourage him." Hotch warned her. "I'm convinced he's in cahoots with the hotels to make sure you two room together. If he shows up at your door with a velvet smoking jacket, don't answer."
I died when I read this.-Nessa
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