Three

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This time there was only four days before you saw Spencer again. He'd text you apologising again for having to run out on your coffee meeting and yet again you'd assured him that it was fine. You got it. His job was obviously a very important one and you completely understood.

In fact you were used to it. But you were used to being the one to run out on others due to your line of work. You did wonder exactly what he did for a living, and you'd been tempted to Google him but decided against it. You had both agreed to wait to discuss your jobs after all.

Your phone started to buzz. 9.30pm on a Saturday night, you wondered who it was? It was unlikely to be your mum. You'd spoken to her earlier in the day to let her know how you were settling in. You grabbed it seeing the name Spencer flashing up on the screen. You swiped to answer it.

"Hey"

"Hey Y/N, are you busy tonight? " Spencer asked. You could hear a lot of noise in the background and wondered where he was.

"Not really no," you replied. Your plan had been to curl up in front of the TV to catchup on Game of Thrones but that could wait.

"We got back a few hours ago and Morgan has insisted on dragging me out to a bar. D-do you wanna c-come join us?" the stutter was back again.

"Is it just you two?" you asked, not quite ready to meet anymore of his work colleagues or friends before you'd got chance to know him better yourself.

"Yep, everyone else had things to do, so I'm the unfortunate one who got dragged along with him."

"Okay sure. Just let me get ready and I'll come meet you? "

"G-great." Spencer gave you the name and address of the bar and advised roughly where he and Morgan would be sat.

You dressed quickly having not long showered anyway. You chose a simple purple sundress which you knew you looked nice in as a pair of black heels. You left your long hair loose as it had dried in its natural waves. You expertly applied your make up keeping it simple but still wanting to look nice. You stepped back and surveyed yourself in the mirror. You approved.

The bar wasn't far from your apartment so you walked, the summer breeze flowing through your hair. It took maybe ten minutes to find the place and you entered scanning the room for Derek and Spencer, quickly spotting them. Waving at them, you headed to the bar ordering a pitcher of beer and nodding over to the table showing the bar tender where you would be.

You wandered over to the guys, Derek greeting you warmly. "Hey Kitten. Good to see you again. Nice legs by the way."

"Kitten?" You raised an eyebrow.

"He does this with everyone Y/N," Spencer sighed. "He can't seem to call people by their actual names."

"Fair enough," you shrugged as bartender bought over your pitcher. You poured, taking a long sip, the refreshing beer cool on your lips.

"So Kitten, how are you liking the city so far? Reid says you moved here for work but that you wouldn't say what you do?" Derek leaned closer so you could hear him over the music that was playing.

"Well the city is okay. I haven't really seen much of it yet to be honest." You replied idly playing with strand of your hair. "And I start my new job on Monday, so all being well I'll be able to tell Spence all about it."

"So he's not told you what we do either then?"

"Nope." You popped the p sound grinning. "Although I'm very intrigued I must say. But we did kind of make a deal so I can hold out for a few more days not knowing."

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