Spencer Reid Glasses Novels & Stories

And his eyes focused on Avyana's unconscious body. " Don't you worry, senorita. I will come back again for you." He whispered while he did a eye contact with Jayden. Both of their eyes were raging with fire. Jayden grab him by his collar harshly. " I will see how you will come again, freaking assole! If I will see you around her again, you will be dead for sure." He said. Spencer's eyes were filled with fire of jealousy and revenge. He won't never forget how he got humiliated.

Reid is walking towards me, he is wearing a white polo shirt and lose nude trousers, matching it with black sunglasses, wow the guys look incredible in every angle possible, "ready to go?" he implored while removing his sunglasses revealing his expressive eyes. I find myself speechless with his gaze, little by little he is stealing my heart. "Of course" I utter back.

And as he emerged from the bathroom, a trendy embodiment of youthful sophistication, I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the sight of my handiwork. But there was one crucial detail left to attend to—the black-framed glasses that had become his trademark. With a knowing smile, I gently removed them, revealing the true depth of his eyes for the world to see. I had noticed his short-sightedness matched mine, so I had equipped him with contact lenses, allowing his gaze to shine unobstructed by the familiar frames. The effect was transformative, his eyes suddenly larger, more expressive, radiating a newfound confidence that was impossible to ignore.

So I nodded and let her go, knowing Gwen wouldn't put me in a dangerous position on purpose. She gets out of the car fully and Spencer smirks down at her. He eyed her short skirt and skin tight crop top, and a look I was familiar with flashes in his eyes. "Reece you know you're playing with fire? I can't keep giving you free weed, that's fucking with the business I have going on." Gwen lean her weight on the car's door and flips her hair behind her shoulder. "How about I pay you in another way?" She asked in a low tone that piqued Spencer's interest instantly.

Spencer laughed lightly at Morgan' s concerns, though he couldn't deny the truth of what he was saying. The first time Spencer had seen Morgan, he had been dressed in blue jeans, a button up shirt, and sneakers. After that, Spencer made it a point to look for clothes that made him less noticeable when he changed. Now, however, he often wore gray sweats or loose flannel shirts that he usually kept hidden underneath his hoodie or shirt. Today, he decided to wear a simple black suit. It was simple, yet elegant. Morgan gave a mock salute to Spencer and walked away, returning to the couch where Garcia, Hotch, and Reid were seated. Spencer joined them, taking a seat on the floor across from Morgan

So maybe the list of suspects had been narrowed down after all. Leila’s phone buzzed as she walked back to her truck. It was a text from Zenia. She had arrived at Spencer’s and even sent a pic of herself with the guy. Spencer was cute, in a nerdy way. He had dark hair in a short cut, mocha colored skin, black wire glasses, the five o clock shadow, and the bulge of muscles peeking out from his NASA t-shirt. Zenia was smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. And she confessed she wanted to taste Spenser as he looked good enough to eat.

Chris said and they both followed him to a shop nearby where glasses were sold. “ This one will look good on you ” Skyler said, she was holding a round shape glass as she knew it was Chris spec. “ You think ” he said with raised brows and took the glass from Skyler and put it on “ How is it ” “ You look adorable ” Maya said “ Here try this one ” she gave him a dark glass. Chris took the glass from Maya and put it on while checking the mirror to see if he look good. “ I think this one suit you perfectly ” the shop owner said.

Her father introduced. She inhaled a deep breath of courage as she stepped close to that angle. She could make out the color of his eyes. A deep brown eyes, like the colour of whiskey on ice coupled with thick and dark lashes. He's just a man, she reminded herself. One of the Spencers. Sebastian looks like he's in his early thirties. A warm of recognition ran down her spine as she met his gaze. She felt the urge to avert my eyes and focus on his blue tie instead. The tone of her voice was as polite as she could make it sound.

complicated. "Sure" was Reid's response. Maya nodded and led him into her room. She walked around the bed to the other side and got in, leaving some space for Reid to join. He followed her lead and got inside the covers with her. Maya felt around on the bed for the TV remote. Pressing the big red button a light beamed from the screen and Maya changed the channel to one with music. Leaning against the lavender head board was a highly focused Reid. “Shit, glasses” he mumbled after realizing he had only brought the bottle and nothing else. Making a move to get up and fetch the drinking utensils, he was stopped by a small caramel hand.

The hope grows with immense force. “Not even annoying?” Paying no heed to Spencer, I continue questioning her. “Maybe?” She lets out a giggle, “But trust me, it's the good kind of annoying.” She reassures me, stealing a glance back at Spencer who looks ready to bold out of this room. My eyes briefly meet Spencer's. His usual cold eyes seem to have emotions swimming around them, a tint of red coating his cheeks.