Spencer’s not one to get distracted on the field. It was a simple undercover mission, you and him just had to pose as regular customers at the bar until you spotted the unsub. There wasn’t more to it, easy and simple.

But something about the outfit you were wearing made it almost impossible for Spencer to focus. He was used to your casual work attire but this, this was a sight for sore eyes. Spencer was born and raised in Vegas, skin didn’t bother him whatsoever. It was just you, seeing you like this is what caught his attention.

He cleared his throat and brought his eyes back up to yours as you turned back to him. “Once you see him, notify Morgan through the ear piece,” he gave you a small smile, trying to stay calm without showing his nervousness and struggle to stay on task.