Summary- Emily does her best to date Reid but he is oblivious to what she wants most.

How To Date A Genius

Prentiss and Reid

Chapter One

October 31, 2010

To entice a man, her mother had once told her, you must learn his likes and make them yours too.

Emily Prentiss had laughed that off at the time. She had no desire to be her mother's perfect little socialite. To learn to like tennis or cricket for some country club trust fund baby who knew he lived a charmed life and didn't give a crap about what happened in third world countries.

Always be up to do what he likes. That sounded just like something she'd read in freaking Cosmo magazine. She had a love/hate relationship with all women's magazines. There was something slightly condescending about them and yet if she saw one while she was at the grocery store with the headline How To Get The Man of Your Dreams (And Keep Him Satisfied Forever In Bed!) she'd snatch it up and throw it in her cart.

Still it bristled to have to play these silly games and she wondered why, at her age, she was stuck still following dumb advice from her mother and magazines. But here she was. Playing games to try and snag herself a man. And not just any ordinary man: a certified genius.

Emily had finally scored a first date with Dr. Spencer Reid.

And all it had cost her was agreeing to see some kind of strange Halloween themed puppet magic show. She didn't think she'd like the show very much but the company could not be beat.

Now if only he knew this was a date. Hmmm, maybe she needed a magazine article to tell her how to get through to a genius who just didn't seem to see you that way. No one had probably ever written that article though- way too specific to just her life.

She stared in the full length mirror inside her walk in closet. Turning her back to the mirror, she looked over her shoulder and checked out her ass in the dress that she was wearing. For a woman closer to forty than thirty it was a great ass. Hell, it was a great ass for a woman any age.

"Come and get me, Reid," she said aloud, before shaking her head and rolling her eyes at how she was talking to herself.

She could hardly believe she had actually asked him to let her use his spare ticket for this show tonight. She had zero interest in puppets! But she had a real interest in alone time with Reid.

The things she did for love...and the chance to get laid. If only her mother knew that Emily was finally taking her long ago given advice. She'd probably say "Well if you had done that years ago you would have yourself a proper husband and children by now."

Well, better late than never, even if she had to use a girly- and totally beneath her- trick or two in order to make it happen.

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She had on a black dress that really showed off her girls and curved to the shape of her ass. When Reid picked her up she gave him a flirty smile and said "Well don't you look great? I love you in that color."

It was a pale lavender.

"Really? You don't think its too feminine? Morgan says-"

"Who cares what Morgan says? I think you look very handsome." She stared at him, hoping he'd take an appreciative second look at her and say the same thing.

He raised both eyebrows and rocked on his heels. "Thanks."

She sighed as her shoulders deflated. "Okay, just let me grab my purse." She went to the coffee table and got the clutch. "I hope you don't mind carrying my keys because I swear they won't fit in this itty bitty thing."

"Just take the key to your front door off the key ring. Then it will fit just fine."

"Always so logical." She threw the keys at him and he caught them.

A big smile curved his lips. "Wow. That is the second time I caught something today. That has to be a record."

She smirked at him. "Maybe its your lucky day then."

"Maybe. Getting back in town in time to see this show does feel pretty lucky."

"For sure," she drawled out, thinking that it was a great chance to spend time together.

"Because its only here on Halloween weekend and I really didn't want to miss it this year. I heard they expanded the ending by ten more minutes and I can't wait to see what tricks they've come up with."

"Great," she muttered, heading toward the door. As she passed by him she swayed her hips more dramatically and then looked over her shoulder and into his eyes. "This dress is new. You like?"

"I don't know much about woman's fashion but it seems all right to me."

She rolled her eyes. "Thanks for that ringing endorsement!" she snarked at him.

Geez. If she had been standing there in her bra and panties asking if he liked them would he say the same thing? This man could drive her crazy sometimes!

And yet she wouldn't want to be anywhere else with anyone else. Sometimes it really was maddening to be Emily Prentiss. She had to go and get a thing for a genius who never saw her as a woman, let alone a woman he might invite into his bed.

Well that was about to change right quick because she hadn't put on a push up bra for nothing tonight. This would be the evening Reid opened his eyes to all the possibilities that could exist between them.

And all Emily had to do was agree to see some puppets to get this chance. It wasn't much of a sacrifice at all. If he liked puppets then she could like puppets for a few hours. Hopefully Reid would take the same attitude if they ever found themselves all sweaty in bed together.

What's good for you is good for me, should really go both ways. Just thinking about being in his bed was starting to make her warm.

"Wow," she said, once they were outside "it's a nice night tonight, isn't it? Warm."

"Its actually a few degrees cool for this time of year."

"Its feels warm to me."

"Relatively speaking, I suppose but when compared to the average temperature of the last few years then, no, its not."

"Right, okay."

Yeah, this was off to a peachy start. Just peachy.