I Couldn't Help But Overhear...

"Yes, JJ, he's attractive," Prentiss sighed, "can we just drop the whole thing?"

"Yes," JJ snarked, " 'attractive.' Why won't you admit that he's hot?"

"Because he's my freaking unit chief," Prentiss answered back.

God. Just saying that made her heart race. It made the temperature in the room go up. And yes, she was slightly annoyed with JJ for calling her out on it. Emily Prentiss had it bad for Aaron Hotchner.

"So you admit it?" JJ asked.

"Yes, I admite it. Aaron Hotchner is FREAKING HOT!" she practically screamed.

"Careful now. The whole bullpen can hear you," Morgan teased.

"Oh shut up, Morgan," Prentiss fired back.

"So what are you gonna do about it?" JJ asked.

"What am I gonna DO? He doesn't feel the same way about me. I'm his subordinate for crying out loud."

She blushed. She enjoyed being under SSA Hotchner's authority.

"Well, I think he has it bad for you, too," JJ answered.

"And what makes you say that? I mean, if he did feel something for me, it would be wonderful. But that would never happen..." she rambled.

"Because he had you in his office for a really long time," JJ answered.

"That means nothing," Prentiss retorted, "I messed up a report and he just helped me..correct it That's all." By "correct it," she meant yelled at her and ordered her to do it over again.

"Emily Prentiss messed up a report?!" JJ exclaimed, "that isn't like you."

Prentiss picked at her nails.

"He yelled at me," she whispered.

JJ raised an eyebrow.

"Okay. Fine," Prentiss gave up, "I mess up reports on purpose. I sometimes don't follow instructions on cases either. That man is hot when he's angry. I could listen to him yell at me all day."

"Surely, Prentiss, you can't want to stare into that Hotch glare all the time," Morgan teased, "those eyes can be dangerous. Sometimes evil."

Prentiss was taking off her jacket and fanning herself. She couldn't help it. She was on a roll.

"And that is why I mess up on purpose sometimes. So he can give me the glare. Do you know how many times I wish he'd just look at me like that all day? I want to kiss him or jump his bones!"

"More like the other way around," JJ muttered.

"FINE," Emily said, "I like it when he tackles unsubs and...sometimes I wish I was one of those unsubs."

Her face must've been ten shades of red.

"And that voice," Prentiss swooned, "that deep,dark voice. I'd give anything to hear him growling against my neck. I see him like that in my dreams."

Suddenly, a tall, dark man approached. JJ tried to warn Emily, but she was still ranting.

"Ahem," JJ muttered.

"I mean, is he not aware of how much power he has over me?!"

"AHEM!" JJ yelled.

Prentiss whipped around and saw Hotch standing right there.

"Hello Prentiss," Hotch greeted.

If it wasn't for that chair, Prentiss would've fallen over.

"Hi Hotch," Prentiss stuttered.

He heard the whole thing.