A/N: Surprise I’m not dead! I wrote this for @imagining-in-the-margins fic swap and got my wonderful friend babyleaf! This was my first time writing for Ralves, hope you enjoy! Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader/Luke Alvez Category: NSFW Content Warning: descriptions of penetrative and oral sex, degradation, praise Word Count: 1.4k
I’ve always loved things that come in threes.
When I was little, it was a tricycle. Too top heavy for my childhood innocence, metal bars dented from gravel flying up as I taught my body my first love, what flying felt like. I can still hear my mom’s laughter and feel my father’s arms wrapping around my stomach and pulling me back, keeping me from the expanse of the asphalt. My first love was brought to me in threes.
As I got older, it was clover leaves. I loved finding four leaf clovers, but there was something particularly enthralling about being surrounded in a sea of trios, green triplets cushioning my toes. I would pick them and bring them to my mother, and she’d chastise me, reminding me that only the four-leafed plants held the luck she thought I was searching for. But it wasn’t luck I wanted, it was company.
As an adult, I found threes everywhere. Primary colors. The hands on ticking clocks. Suits, trilogies, stoplights, blind mice, guitar chords, and love. I noticed three in everything, made it a point to learn three in every language a search engine could give me.
When I met Luke Alvez, I thought my trilogy of findings was over. I had found my duo. I had learned what two fingers felt like, how they learned my body and carved their ownership into my muscles. Felt his lips pressing constellations into my shoulder blades, his two hands caressing my chest and dragging up to tilt my head to the side, moving to capture me in a much too short kiss. His touch left twos all over my skin, all over my body. When I met Luke Alvez, I kissed threes goodbye, leaving them behind for a lifetime of duologies.
Luke and I developed a routine over the next two years, of loving and loving. I memorized what he felt like inside me, memorized his kisses, memorized him in every conceivable way. I looked to Luke Alvez to teach me what good meant, and he taught me what it felt like, too. He was my ethos, balancing me between vigilance and passion. He kept me from my fire and kept me in my ice.
When I met Spencer Reid, everything changed. From the moment I saw him, my love of threes came back in waves. His curls fall down, each ringlet in three turns. His speeches, all three points to be made. Every handshake with three squeezes, every laugh with three crescendos. I never thought threes would be mine again, until I saw the look in Spencer Reid’s eyes when he looked at my Luke, and Luke looked at him the same way.
When I met Spencer Reid, I knew then and there my duo would soon become a trio. There was no way around the way he and I, he and Luke, and Luke and I all looked at each other. Luke came home that day, puppy like and swooning, talking Roxie’s ears off about his new coworker. I couldn’t blame, after all I did, and do, feel the same way about our new object of affection. I was just a bit better at hiding it than Luke. How Spencer and his brain didn’t piece it together sooner, I’ll never know.
Luke had confessed over coffee, sputtered words and burnt tongue spilling every secret to Dr. Reid. I never thought I’d see the doctor turn so red, but I soon found out he could turn me redder than that still.
Spencer Reid taught me the meaning of trilogy, of three, of us. Luke and I thought the duo was the ending, that the two of us had achieved something unlike anything gifted to humankind before. We were proven incredibly wrong the moment Spencer Walter Reid stepped into our life. The power of three was something I had never considered before I felt his love, his prowess, his consideration.
I memorized Spencer, too. The way his hands felt around my shoulders, pinning me back against him with his writhing hands making their way down my body. I memorized his teeth biting at the flesh between my neck and shoulder, the sound of his belt sliding from belt loops, memorized the way he made the hairs on my neck rise with the simplest whispers in my ears. Beyond that, I memorized the way he kept me calm. The way the brushes of his fingertips assuaged my beating heart, his careful ranting filling empty longing spaces between Luke and I’s silent words. He was our logos, our life’s reason and animus. He kept us bound but bated and every bit of him is in our grasp.
That wasn’t the only way he kept us bound, no, the man was deft and practiced with silken rope. Nothing burns in my memory quite so much as the memory of tied hands behind backs and fatigued knees from sitting in front of him, head craned to stare up at his chiseled physique. He’d trace my jawline, pry my mouth open, let his fingers take up precious real estate in my throat.
“What a beautiful, disgusting thing you are. Opened up for me, hm?” He’d mock me, nothing but love behind his eyes as I stared, nodding.
“All for you,” I’d whisper, choking on his hand in my mouth, my words wrapping around him. He always understood the sentiment. Luke would come around then, sliding my shirt off my shoulders long enough to bite his ownership into me.
“Pretty girl,” he’d say, rough hands smoothing up over my chest, reaching up to unbutton Spencer’s slacks and pushing my head forward to take him into my mouth. I remember looking up through shortened eyelashes and seeing his head thrown back in glory and Luke muttering, “Oh, good girl.” He always could sing my praises. That was something else I’d memorize too, the ecstasy loving them provides.
Spencer would pull me up then, fist in my hair and throw me onto our bed, snarling, “Oh, I’m not done with you yet. He may be nice to you, but I won’t be, not yet. You’ve got to earn it.” My face pushed down into the bed, his hand against my back and Luke’s hands running up my legs to trace at my heat, Spencer had pushed into me, moaning something unintelligible for the first time in his life.
He’d use me, thrust into me with a fistful of hair pulling my head up just enough to wrap around Luke, who would caress my face and tell me how good I was being, how sweet and patient. It would only be so long before Spencer would fill me with his warmth, falling over me and pressing kisses to my back, muttering his own praises in languages and feelings I would never understand. Luke would follow soon after, wiping my mouth and giving his own kisses to the corners of my mouth, copying Spencer’s lilted praises.
It’s all of these things that I leave memorized, imprinted, in stone in my mind. It’s now that I understand my place among the trilogy, the pathos of us all. My passion, my love, my desire. It turns out that, after all, I do still love in threes. Luke, Spencer, myself. The trio of a lifetime, of a long while, of our little piece of infinity.
Author’s Note: Now that Garvez is canon and endgame, I have been inspired to start working on this fic again. I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!
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They had stayed in the park after the fundraising race had ended and their friends had said their goodbyes. They walked about slowly and enjoyed the warm day, and watching all the people having fun around them, but mostly they enjoyed each other’s company. They had been laughing and talking about everything that had come to their minds. Whenever other runners came across their path they would hurriedly step aside, huddling together to the grassy side of the graveled path. When a small group of women ran by them, all eyeing Alvez appreciatively while ignoring Garcia’s presence entirely, Alvez noticed how Garcia would distance herself from where she had been walking right at his side. He frowned up a bit at her sudden coldness towards him. After a moment to reflect he realized where it was coming from. So, when Alvez noticed that same group of women had done a U-turn and were coming back through the path he made it a point to stop in the middle of the path. He grasped Garcia’s hand, lifted it and placed a kiss across her knuckles. He then pulled her flush against his chest and kissed her lips slowly, deeply, and sweetly, while the group of women ran around them. For a moment they had both gotten lost in the feel and taste of the other. They finally pulled back with a sated sigh falling from both of their lips.
“Wow,” She spoke as a bashful smile graced her face. “What was that for?” She continued as she bowed her head a bit to avoid his eyes, but he was having none of it. He reached down, cupped her face in both of his hands, and made her focus up at him.
“That was to show you how much I want to be here with ‘you’,” He answered. “I want you, no one else. Those women could run pass here completely naked and I still wouldn’t give them any regard,” He proclaimed and Garcia arched her brow to challenged his words. “Okay, not in any sexual or romantic regard,” He corrected with a smile. “But I am an officer of the law so I would have to arrest them for being indecent. Look, I don’t know about all of the past relationship you’ve been in but I can promise that I am nothing like any of those guys, so please don’t compare me to them. Or judge me and our relationship by what may have happened to you in the past, okay?”
“Okay,” Garcia agreed with a nod. “I will try and I’m sorry … It’s just that,” She paused as she dropped her eyes to the ground and took a deep sigh. “Guys that look like you don’t usually go for the girls that look like me.”
“Says who?”
“Says every guy I have ever met who looks like you,” She replied.
“Well they were all stupid fools,” Alvez declared. “And for your information, I find voluptuous women sexy as hell.”
“Oh really, so you have only ever asked out plump women?”
“No, not just,” He answered. “I have been attracted to a variety of women of all shapes, sizes, and color. And I’ve never excluded a woman because she’s, as you put it, 'plump’,” He defended. “Look, Penelope, I think you have a beautiful bangin’ body but it’s not the only thing that attracted me to you. I mean, yeah, initially it was. I did try desperately not to gawk when this gorgeous blonde bombshell shared the elevator with me on my first day. But then I got to know her, though she tried her damnedest to keep me at arm’s length. I fell in love not just with your body, but also that genius mind of yours, your deliciously wicked wit, as well has your humongous kind heart,” Garcia stood silently staring up at him with her mouth agape and a shocked look on her face. “Yeah, you heard me right,” Alvez continued as he gripped his hands securely about her waist. “I’ve fallen in love with you, and it’s okay if you don’t feel the same or-”
“I’ve fallen in love with you too,” She quickly cut in and her words brought a relief within Alvez and a wide smile to his lips.
“So, I guess that would make us an official couple then?” Alvez questioned still not wanting to over step any boundaries with her, but he truly wanted to know.
“All the things we did last night and part of the morning pretty much made it official, Luke,” Garcia proclaimed and his smile simply widened at this news.
“Good to know,” He said with a nod as he turned her, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and moved them back along the path they were on. “How about we head back to your place and make it official some more?”
“Race you to the car,” She said around a giggle and then took off at full speed. Alvez took off after her and although he knew he could have beaten her, he was enjoying the view too much to try.
The next work day:
The team had finally wrapped up a local case they had been working on for over a week, and hoped they would get a few days of doing just some mundane desk work before some new case came in to take them across the country.
“So, who’s up for drinks? My treat,” Rossi offered as they all stood around the desks in the bullpen.
“I’m down,” Tara was the first to reply. “It’s been awhile since we got to get out of here during normal hours, plus free drinks, yay,” She joked as the others, save Prentiss, laughed and nodded in agreement.
“I’m in too,” JJ chimed in. “Will and the boys are still visiting his family in New Orleans until tomorrow.”
“I can’t, sorry,” Reid said as he stood and started to pack up his bag to leave. “I have a couple of visitation hours remaining today and so I am going to go see my mom.”
“Send her my love and remind her that I will be coming this Wednesday so we can work on our knitting,” Garcia said as she rested her backside against Alvez’s desk as he sat in his chair beside her.
“I will, she really enjoys and looks forward to your visits,” He stated. “Goodnight,” Reid then made his way to the exit.
“All right, that’s three of us so far, since Prentiss has an evening meeting with the director,” Rossi said. “So, how about you two?” He then looked to Garcia and Alvez.
“I can’t either,” Garcia replied. “I still have work to do here.”
“What work?” Alvez asked as he frowned up a bit. He was disappointed as he had hoped she was turning down hanging out to spend some alone time with him. “We wrapped our case already.”
“Oh, newbie,” She teased and he couldn’t contain the smile that spread across his face at hearing the word he had confessed to her would slightly arouse him whenever she said it. “Do you really think I am only at your beck and call? I am an 'FBI’ technical analyst, and I help all departments with my skills. So, when any agent needs my help I am at their service.”
“Oh, I like the sound of that, Belle,” A male voice with a southern drawl and a hint of a Cajun accent, boomed from behind where they stood chatting. “So, does that mean 'any’ services I need help with?” He added with a wink and a smile. Both Tara and JJ giggled a little as they were familiar with this agents’ antics, but more so they were laughing at the sour look that was on Alvez’s face in that moment.
“Only if they’re work-related services, Agent Broussard,” Garcia replied as she pushed herself from Alvez’s desk.
“Well, a man can still dream, right, Cherie?” Agent Broussard asked with a charming smile.
“Yes, and it also saves me the trouble of telling you, "only in your dreams’,” She threw back at him as she smiled playfully at him.
“Oh, how you wound me,” He said dramatically as he raised one of his hands which held 2 drinks up to his chest. “And I had even brought you dinner and drinks to woo you,” He added as he raised the other hand to show what looked to be a bag of Chinese takeout and Garcia, Tara, and JJ all giggled and shook their heads slightly to his antics. Alvez’s current scowl instantly turned into a hard glare as he looked at this slightly younger man who appeared to be his same height and build.
“Hey, I’m working off hours just to help you out, so feeding me is the least you could do, sir,” Garcia stated as she moved to where he stood. “Let’s go to my office. The sooner we start the sooner we can get it done,” He bowed dramatically at her as she stopped at his side and again, she giggled. Besides Morgan, Broussard had been the only other agent who would openly flirt with her. Unlike Morgan she was sure that Broussard meant every word and that it wasn’t just banter to him. If given the chance he would happily act upon every lewd innuendo he spoke to her. But she also knew of the many rendezvouses he had had with several female agents which made Garcia steer clear of him. She didn’t mind the flirting and easy banter, but she never let it venture into a personal realm as she had with Morgan. As they moved to the exit Alvez quickly moved from his seat.
“Hey Penelope,” He called out to her purposely using her first name as he hurried over to her. She stood just on the other side of the glass door that she held open while she waited for him. “I’m going to be working down here late anyway, so just call me when you get done. We can grab some snacks, head to my place tonight, and watch a movie,” A Cheshire cat grin graced her lips as she quickly nodded her head.
“Okay,” She said as she gazed adoringly up at him, both were so engrossed in the other that everyone and everything else seemed to fade away, until Agent Broussard who had stood a few feet outside of the door cleared his throat a little. “Oh, right, uhm … Well, what I have to do to help Agent Broussard shouldn’t take more than an hour or two. I can just come back down here when we’re done.”
“All right, I’ll be here waiting for you,” Alvez stated as he shot a glance to the man standing behind her just before he swooped in and placed a quick chaste kiss on her lips.
“Luke, we agreed not at work,” She chastised him in a lowered voice even though the pleased look and smile never left her face.
“Technically, we are off work now so it’s okay,” He offered as he tossed her a wink. She silently nodded and then walked out and continued on her way with Agent Broussard. Alvez stood at the door watching them for a moment.
“So, exactly when did that start?” Rossi questioned as he arched a brow at JJ and Tara.
“Oh, I think just this past weekend,” JJ answered with a smile as she watched Alvez who was making his way back to them.
“Damn, I owe Prentiss twenty bucks,” Rossi said around a chuckle.
“Wait you and Prentiss had a bet running on when Garcia and Alvez would hook up?” Tara asked.
“Say what, now?” Alvez chimed in as he now stood back at his desk.
“Well, yeah, watching you two sometimes is like watching softcore porn,” Rossi claimed and the ladies nodded their heads in agreement and Alvez chuckled at this news. “We knew it would eventually explode into something more hardcore, but I was thinking in another couple of years, but Prentiss was sure you two wouldn’t last out the year,” He ended with a shrug. “Oh well, ladies, shall we?” He moved in between where they stood at their desks and held out his arms to them. With a smile they each looped one of their arms in his and allowed him to move them to the exit. “Goodnight, Luke.”
“Night,” Both Tara and JJ said in unison.
“Goodnight and have fun, but not too much, we’re back at it first thing in the morning,” Alvez said as he watched his friends and co-workers walk out. He then turned with a sigh and started working on some paperwork. All the while his mind kept drifting to Garcia and Broussard, as he thought about what they were doing alone in her office.
Later that night:
“Mmhmm … it would … mmm … work better if you … hmm … stopped kissing and groping me,” She panted out around his tasteful and near mind numbing kisses.
“But … mhm … you taste and feel … mmm … mmm … too damn good,” He replied and then latched his mouth back against hers while his hands caressed and squeezed at her body, which he had pinned to his locked front door.
“Mr. Alvez,” The screechy voice of an elderly woman snapped the lovers back to reality and they quickly jumped apart.
“Mrs. Torres,” He replied as he wiped at his lips as if trying to hide the evidence of what they had been doing.
“You should be a shame of yourself young man, carrying on like that in the halls. There are children in this building, you know. And young lady you should have more self-respect and self-control,” Mrs. Torres said as she shifted her eyes from Alvez to Garcia, and Garcia bowed her head a bit under the other woman’s heavy gaze.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Torres. I promise it won’t happen again,” Alvez rambled out as he made quick work of unlocking his door and pushing it open. He ushered Garcia inside first.
“You see that it doesn’t,” They heard the older woman speak out as they crossed the threshold and shut the door behind them. Alvez, quickly locked the door and then rested his back against it as if afraid Mrs. Torres would come through to get them. He watched Garcia’s back as she stood slightly hunched over with her head down. “I’m sorry about that, I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” He began to apologize but then heard Garcia’s soft laughter and noticed how her shoulders shook from it. A smile instantly spread across his face when she finally turned to face him with the hugest smile on her own face. “Well, I’m glad you think it’s funny. Mrs. Torres met my mother the first time she visited me, and they have become great friends ever since. She’s probably home calling my mother right now to let her know her niñito was accosting some woman in the hallway,” He chuckled out though he was being serious. He reached into his pocket, grasped his phone, and shut it off before he tossed it on the table by the door. He didn’t want their night interrupted by a call from his mother which he was sure was on its way, thanks to Mrs. Torres.
“First we get busted by a cop and now your elderly neighbor,” Garcia giggled out. “And why are you so ravenous all of a sudden, that you couldn’t wait until we got inside?” She questioned as she regarded him with a smile.
“Because I have a gorgeous and sexy girlfriend,” He answered as his eyes involuntarily raked over her form appreciatively, which brought a deep blush to her cheeks.
“And it had nothing to do with Remy?” She continued and he frowned up a bit in confusion and the look made her rephrase the question. “Agent Broussard.”
“Oh, Agent 'Remy’ Broussard, is it? Alvez countered. "So, you two are on a first name basis?
"Oh my God, are you jealous, Luke?” Garcia questioned him in a teasing fashion.
“What? Hell, no,” He spat out unconvincingly. “Should I be?” He asked and his insecurity shown through his demeanor and tone.
“No, you shouldn’t be because I only have eyes for you,” She said with a more serious tone that she hoped spoke to how true she was being with him in that moment. He smiled and nodded his understanding. “But I have to tell you, you kind of suck at the whole sneaking around and making out stuff. I mean, c'mon, caught twice in one week,” she went back to teasing him.
“Then I probably need to practice more,” Alvez offered as he waggled his brows at her “Lots and lots of practice,” He added as he rushed to her and enveloped her into his strong embrace. He traced his right hand that was grabbing her ass, up her back until he grasped the clasp of the zipper to her dress and pulled it down. Too impatient to get it all the way down, he quickly moved the same hand to her left shoulder and tugged down the top of the dress along with her hot pink satin bra strap. He then leaned down and latched his hot mouth over her left nipple before the cool air got the chance to chill it. He suckled her greedily as if she gave him nourishment to live.
“Luke,” She gasped out as her eyes closed, her mouth fell open and her head back, while she gripped at the back of his head with her left hand. “God, that feels so good,” She moaned out as her head fell forward and she rested her cheek against the top of his head while she snuggled him close to her bosom. When she noticed the familiar sound of a distant ringtone, she snapped her eyes open and shoved at Alvez to release her, which he was not too willing to do, and instead clutched at her more tightly. “Luke, let go, that’s work calling,” She hissed out and he instantly let her go, and she rushed to grab the phone from her purse that had been tossed to the floor with the bags of snacks they had bought.
Alvez stood silently watching as Garcia spoke with Prentiss. He raked his hands through his slightly tussled hair in slight frustration because he knew they had a case and they would have to likely put off their love making session. When she ended the call, Garcia turned to him again. “Let me guess we have a case, wheels up in 30, and I’ll have to get a rain check on tonight?” He nearly grumbled out.
“Yes, we have a case. But wheels up in 1 hour, which gives you 10, 15 minutes tops to get us both to happy land,” She replied as she arched a brow and smirked up at him. “Are you up for the challenge Agent Alvez?”
“Oh yeah, challenge accepted,” He said with a sultry smile and a nod. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head and off his torso and then moved back to her. He already knew which technique he would use to give her a mind-blowing orgasm in under 3 minutes, which would leave them plenty of time to shower and head back into work.
I have loved you from the very first episode. You introduced me to characters that I grew to love. You had me investing in relationships that I wanted to blossom but never did (MorGar). And you were the first … FIRST … to finally give me an ending to one of my favorite ships, and have let it set sail. You made Garcia and Alvez canon. No, they didn’t have sex, get married, and have babies, BUT you opened the door to allow all of those possibilities. You did not leave me hanging. Thank You for that and for 15 amazing seasons. I only wish we could have gotten a full 24+ episodes in the final season. News is CSI is coming back, so maybe someday we can get Criminal Minds or maybe another spin-off back on the air
The team of FBI behavioral analysis agents is back together to investigate a single case over 10 episodes. There have been no official announcements on which cast members will be returning for the reboot.
Today CBS All Access was rebranded to Paramount+ and they will be bringing back 10 episodes (hopefully the start of more), I hope they bring back everyone!
Request: Yes / NoHi!! A request for a Luke alvez x fem reader. Prompt #20 and #52, Luke and reader have had a few one night stands and reader gets upset because it’s just sex for Luke but reader wanted more ?? Hope that makes sense!! Much love Hi! Omg so I just sent a request and then went to the prompt list and saw I put 20 and 52 but I meant 20 and 62(Luke alvez x fem reader) tank u sm ☺️ @ready-4-fanfiction
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Luke Alvez x Fem!Reader
Word count: 738
Warnings: Honestly just kind of asshole Luke
Y/N: Your Name
Prompt(s): “You should’ve left me, you could never deserve the person I’ve become.”, “ I hope you got what you wanted”
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Luke and I were friends and co-workers. Our relationship changed one drunken night after a tough case. We were at the bar with the rest of our co-workers, trying to get our minds off the horrible case we just witnessed. Luke and I were sitting at the bar together, drinking the sorrows away, when Luke looked over to me with a long sigh.
“I think we need something better than alcohol to forget.” He said and I laughed.
“What did you have in mind?” I asked.
“Well, we’re two single adults, in need of some distraction.” He said with a small smirk.
“Are you suggesting we have…” I trailed off with wide eyes.
“Why not?” He shrugged and I thought for a moment. The very small sober part of me was trying to convince myself that this was a bad idea, but the stronger, drunker side of me was convinced it was the perfect solution. I downed my drink and placed the glass on the bar.
“Fuck it.” I said and grabbed his hand, leading us both out of the bar.
That was a year ago and I’ve found myself falling for Luke harder and harder each time we had sex. I knew this didn’t mean as much to Luke as it did to me and it was killing me. It only got worse when Luke showed up at my house on a day off. I looked at him confused, he looked nervous.
“Hey Y/N, how’s it going?” He asked as I let him in.
“Um… I’m good. What are you doing here, Luke?” I asked as I shut the door.
“I needed to talk to you about… us.” He said and I felt my heart unintentionally skip a beat.
“Uh, yeah sure… what about?” I asked, sitting down on my couch.
“We need to stop having sex, I met someone.” He said with a smile and I couldn’t bring myself to feel happy for him.
“O-Oh… That’s… That’s great.” I said and he furrowed his brow at me.
“I thought you would be happy for me, I mean you’ve been looking at guys too, right?” He asked and I bit my lip and his eyes widened.
“Wait, don’t tell me…” He trailed off.
“I’m sorry Luke, I can’t really help how I feel about you…” I said, looking down at my hands.
“No! This can’t be happening, I mean come on Y/N, we were just having sex to forget about our shitty cases!” He said and I looked up at him with wide eyes.
“It’s not like I planned to fall for you, Luke! Like I said, I can’t help how I feel!” I said.
“You should’ve left me, you could never deserve the person I’ve become.” He said and I rolled my eyes.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“It means that you’re not good enough for me. We were never gonna be anything more than sex.” He said and my jaw dropped.
“I came to let you down easy, but I didn’t expect this!” He said and I shook my head.
“I can’t believe you, Luke! I just bared my heart to you and you decided to tell me that I’m not good enough for you? You’re such an ass!” I shouted, standing up and glaring at him.
“I’m just-”
“Don’t.” I cut him off with a deeper glare.
“Get out.” I said and pointed to my door. Luke sighed and walked towards my door. He opened it and stopped with one foot outside.
“Y/N, I’m-”
“Just go… I hope you got what you wanted…” I said and he sighed.
“I’m sorry…” He whispered before shutting the door and walking out of my personal life for good. I sat down on my couch and let the tears I didn’t know I was holding back fall. I can’t believe Luke did this… I can’t believe he said what he said… How could I not have seen this? How could I be so blind when it came to him? I should have never started this deal with him. It was such a stupid idea to get with a co-worker… Now work is going to be so awkward! Now everyone will figure out that I have feelings for Luke… Now everyone will see that Luke doesn’t give a damn about me and I’ll get those stupid pity looks…
