Reid's Girlfriend On Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

I shake my head. “Good news, that’s all,” I tell her, and she takes a seat before moving closer to me. “Hey, you know that hot lawyer on the Grayson side? The one with the glasses, sex on two legs?” She asks. I roll my eyes and nod, knowing exactly who she’s talking about. “Well, I just saw him over there in the corner with a hot blonde.” Kim gestures with her thumb behind us, and my eyes go to the corner table. She is correct; Reid is sitting there with the same woman from before, the one who weirded me out at the wedding. Seeing him like this for the first time in almost three weeks seems to do something to me, and I feel the dam break.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and walked to my room. When I reached inside, I locked the door, removed my heels, and my phone beeped to a message. I opened it and saw that it was another threat from the doctor, giving me only twenty-four hours. I almost dialed the doctor's number when I received a call. “It better be good news because I am not in a good mood,” I said as I picked. “Mr. Sparks is the name of Ms. Reid’s fiancé.” “You called to tell me the name?”

Reid stood in place without moving, and only stared straight at her. After hesitating for a moment, she walked over. Reid's eyes were bloodshot, his chin was unshaven, and he no longer had the appearance of a sunny boy from before. "Are you really one of Garrett family?" After pausing for a moment, she said somewhat angrily, "Reid." She hated it. Last time Rolando investigated her, and now, he was investigating her as well. There were more and more people who knew of her relationship with the Garrett Clan, and this caused her to feel extremely uneasy.

“You’ve been quoted as saying Mr. Hartwell saved your life on more than one occasion. Is that true?” Reid nodded once, his voice softening, almost reverent. “More times than I can count. He was… everything to me back then. My anchor in a world that was nothing but chaos.” He paused, his gaze dropping for just a heartbeat before lifting again, catching Luca’s eyes across the room. “I loved him.” A murmur rippled through the spectators. The prosecutor arched a brow. “You loved him?” “Yes.” Reid didn’t blink, didn’t falter. “Completely. But love doesn’t always survive reality. After the service, we were different people. I… married someone else, because I thought it was the right thing to do. A

The specific look of two people who had been in the same dangerous work long enough to read each other below words. “You came,” Declan said. “You stopped reporting,” Reid said. “What was I supposed to do.” “Stay where you were.” “I did that for six days.” Reid sat down without being invited. He looked at Cassidy, who was in the chair by the window. “You’re okay?” “I’m better than I’ve been in years,” Cassidy said. “The binding—” She stopped. “I’ll explain later.” “You can explain now,” Nova said. She leaned against the doorframe. “He’s going to know everything eventually. How long it takes him to decide whose side he’s on is the variable.”

Maya pressed. "He'll explain that later" the beautiful woman said "you look cold, and in dire need of food." "I don't even know who you are" Maya said, shifting away. "Reid, you didn't tell your girlfriend about your own mother?" she feigned a disappointed pout. "She's not my girlfriend" Reid spoke at the same time as Maya. "I'm not his girlfriend!" The two shared a look of confusion. What state was their relationship in. Was there even a relationship?

Reynolds had come to the hospital with flowers to pick me up from work. Which meant Cade had likely seen us together months ago. He might have known exactly who Reynolds was the whole time. The moment that thought took hold, everything felt wrong. If that was really the case, then how much of his approaching me, dragging me into catching them in the act, and even that later livestream was actually a coincidence? And how much of it was calculated? The more I thought about it, the colder I felt. Just then, the department head came by. He told me the online drama was becoming a distraction for the hospital and suggested I take a few days off.

"Yes." "Because he knew that keeping us apart kept you—" she paused, finding the right words. "Kept you destabilized. A Reid who couldn't trust his own decisions, who was carrying guilt about how he'd handled things with me, was a Reid who wouldn't look too closely at certain things. Who would be too distracted by his own personal mess to notice what Dorian was actually doing." "Yes," Reid said quietly. She stood up. The chair scraped slightly against the floor. She walked to the window and stood beside him, close enough that she could feel the warmth coming off his body but not touching him.

With this actions, Raymond concluded they were federal agents. “We seek a lady by the name, Grace….” Reyes couldn’t remember her last name. “…..Brunt” the specialist quickly said and stretched out his hand to shake Raymond too. “You must be Raymond, her boyfriend. I’ve seen your pictures a couple of time” “Yes, she is my girlfriend” Raymond answered confidently. No matter what would happen or could have happened. He would never deny Grace was his girlfriend.

During our relationship she’d treated secrets the way other women treated jewelry. “Who told her about Morana?” Stupid question really. She’s probably still stalking me and found out from the gossip media. “We’re still tracking it.” I stood and walked toward the windows again, adjusting the cuff of my shirt once as I looked down at the traffic below. This was becoming crowded too quickly. Xavier. Mabel. The board. And now Vivian deciding to reappear precisely when my life became complicated. “She wants access,” Reid said quietly behind me. “Not reconciliation.”