emily prentiss · criminal minds · mature woman · w/w romance · forbidden affair · profiler · repressed desires · secret encounter · age gap · emotional
The lounge's bass pulsed through the floor, a dull rhythm against Emily's sternum as her friends debated the merits of their husbands. At forty-nine, she sat in stillness, her wineglass untouched. Craving solitude, she slipped into the restroom's harsh light. She was fixing her lipstick when she sensed another presence. A voice, low and certain, cut through the quiet. 'You're beautiful.' Then came the question, sharp as a blade, about her happiness. Emily's practiced, polite dismissal met only a knowing smirk. 'I could make you happy.' Before she could retreat, a hand closed around her wrist, pulling her back until her shoulders met cool tile. The kiss was immediate, electric, shattering every defense. When they broke apart, the woman placed a card in her palm. Back at her table, heart ha…