Christ.

Last night you had went to the bar to grab some drinks with friends, making the fatal mistake of forgetting you had work in the morning.

But, you’d also made another error. You forgot to check for marks before you left the house, considering you also brought someone home.

So, you were blissfully unaware of the array of hickeys adorning your neck.

“Rough night?” Spencer asked, cocking his head slightly to the side as he watched you rush into the bullpen, just barely on time.