"Ugh!" Emma grumbled as she pulled at a streamer of shiny pink and red hearts that someone had decorated the door of the sheriff's station with. She let it flutter to the ground as she unlocked the door and pushed through the threshold.
"What's the matter love?" Hook inquired as he followed her in, amused and curious.
"Only the worst holiday in this realm...Valentine's day..." and then she rolled her eyes to heaven before she tipped forward onto her toes to give him a quick kiss. He closed his eyes and tried to prolong the kiss by drawing her into an embrace, snaking his arms around her back, but she put her hands squarely in the middle of his chest, shaking her head.
"Ugh uh, nope...hop along Hook, I have work to do."
"I am just giving you a kiss goodbye, love..." he said, and then he bit his bottom lip, trying for innocent but the effect was lost in the leer that accompanied it.
"No, what I gave you was a kiss goodbye...what you were trying to give me was a kiss "hello". I'm not going to let you walk me to work anymore if you can't behave yourself." She threatened, though it was half-hearted. She secretly loved their little ritual, as much as she groused. She was letting him in, bit by bit, into all the little corners of her life and untended places in her heart, but it was still new enough to be a little unnerving.
"I can think of other punishments I would prefer," he countered, his right hand drifting down to her waist, thumb rubbing a circle into her hip bone through her jeans. Damn him.
"If you prefer them, they aren't really punishments are they now?" She said as she managed to extricate herself from his grip, eyes flashing, an eyebrow raised at him. He wanted to kiss the smug sultry smile right off her face, and dig his hand into the honey tresses that bounced in curls down her back,but he just smirked at her and pointedly linked his hand and hook together behind him and gave her a nod.
"Right you are love...oh, and don't forget that I am picking up Henry from the bus stop after school."
"Oh that's right...it's Friday, Sailing Lessons...okay, see you two later!"
"Indeed, you will." He said, winking at her.
"And hey...none of this Valentine's day silliness okay, you don't have to get me anything."
"Right." He said a little uncertainly, feeling at a loss as he strolled out the door.
She turned around and saw that someone, likely her mother, had taken it upon themselves to decorate the inside of the station as well, concentrating on her desk.
"Seriously?!"