You and Spence had been dating in secret for a couple months now.

Before you’d started seeing each other, you were best friends. Spent practically every moment together. That didn’t change at all when you started dating.

However, keeping the relationship on the down low definitely had its cons.

The team was all gathered at Rossi’s, having just finished a pretty difficult case.

Spencer found himself on the patio, wine glass in hand, keeping to himself as the team conversed.

It sucked. Wanting nothing more than to touch you, hold you, kiss you, but being unable to due to the team’s presence.

Technically, what you were doing was against protocol.

But, he didn’t care. He loved you, and obviously that wasn’t interfering with his performance on the job, so he couldn’t give a shit less. You were worth the risk.