"Yes, we are still on for our 10 o'clock meeting" Emma said looking down at her watch. 8:05am..."I will see you then -perhaps we can discuss that possibility. Yes. We'll talk about it. Ok...Later"

She hung up her phone and looked ahead with annoyance at the crazy stupid New York City traffic in front of her. She sighed and decided she would make a quick stop for coffee at Blue Bottle Café to prepare for the long morning ahead of her. She asked the cab driver to pull over on the side of the busy W 50th ST, right in front of the upscale coffee shop. She was walking into the shop distracted, looking down at her phone when suddenly she felt herself collide straight into a body; simultaneously feeling hot liquid dripping over her phone and over her hands as she jerked herself backwards.

"Are you fucking kidding me! What are you—BLIND?! Can't you see where the hell you're walking?" Emma heard a furious voice shout at her, as she looked up stunned and found a brunette standing enraged. She noticed her dark chocolate eyes were spitting fire in her direction. This woman's beautiful dark, short hair lay in layers tucked behind her ears. Her lips curled with rage, and Emma couldn't help settling her eyes on the scar right above her lip. The brunette's white blazer was soaked in coffee and so was the silky white blouse she had underneath. The coffee was making the woman's blouse stick to her breast, highlighting and showing her perfect cleavage line. Her black trousers seemed to be the only safely dry piece on clothing on her.

Emma tried to stop gawking at the strikingly beautiful woman.

"I-I am so sorry!" Emma stuttered. A flush came over her cheeks. "I-I didn't see you-Let me help you," she said while stretching her hand and motioning to wipe at the brunette's soaked blazer.

"DON'T touch me!..." the brunette hissed pushing Emma's hand away. " Of course you didn't see me you moron!"

Emma just stared at her in disbelief and after a moment she tried apologizing again, "Ma'am, I am so sorry… I truly did not mean—" She was interrupted by the brunette moving forward, pushing pass her and out the door.

Emma turned to follow the brunette but instead was met with the door slamming in her face. 'Guess that's a no to accepting my apology?' she said to herself. She walked over to the counter, grabbed a handful of napkins, wiped her hands, and dabbed at her phone, drying it, her last email still open on her screen.

Emma ordered her coffee and left the shop. She got into the waiting cab and sat in the back seat recalling the incident… recalling the stunning, elegant woman. Reminiscing every detail of the woman's body and beauty, everything that she could remember… including that scar that was now engraved in Emma's thoughts. A smirk decorated her face as she let herself get lost in thought. She prayed to the gods that she could run into this woman again.

"300 Madison Avenue, on 42nd ST please" she said to the driver as the cab pulled into the busy city traffic once again.

The morning went by faster than Emma thought it would. She made a stop at her office to retrieve some paperwork she needed for later, and after, went to her scheduled meeting.

"Well hello there stranger!" she said excitedly to the blonde man sitting in the large conference room, staring down at some documents. He looked up with a grin on his face. "Emma!... well look at you! Aren't you all grown up now?"

He stood up and met Emma with a tight hug. "How are you friend?" He asked.

"I am doing well… it's so good to see you David! How are you? Gosh it's been so long." Emma said enthusiastically.

"Yes it has, and I am doing wonderful Emma, it's so great to see you too… please, sit…" He said with a smile still on his face pulling back the chair next to him. "There is so much we have to talk about… how about we go over my offer, discuss our options and then I take you out to lunch? My treat! We have to catch up about life."

"Ok…But this meeting might not run that long" she said with a slight smirk forming. "You know I am very hard to convince and I don't like change, specially when I am doing so well here." Emma stated with an air of confidence. The man glared at her mockingly.

They spent the next 2 hours discussing business plans, budgets, benefits, incentives, clients…an offer for Emma to leave her current company and go work with her friend.

"It all sounds very nice Dave… but like I said, I am doing excellent here and I don't see the difference it would make for me to leave. I can still partner up with you and work clients together without the need for me to change everything. Plus it's a little more complicated than what you may think." She said, smiling at her friend.

"You and your mysterious complications…" David sighed. "Well… the offer still stands. No matter what you say Em, the offer stays on the table. I'm not calling it quits that easily. Just-take your time, think about it. Get back to me, ok?" He said persistently. "We can continue this discussion over lunch, now, lets go eat because I feel my stomach starting to eat at itself!"

Emma laughed and they both got up to leave the office. She stopped for a second and asked curiously, "Hey… didn't you say your partner was suppose to be coming with you as well?"

"Well they had an emergency and couldn't make it, but I will be sure to pass on the notes from the meeting." He stated as they walked out of the office.

Lunch was a nice treat, and Emma returned to her office for the remainder of the day. As she sat in her office skimming through paper work, she caught herself thinking about the brunette… the scar somehow taunting her. Hmmm…

She felt guilt take over her, as she thought about how she had ruined that woman's undeniably expensive blazer and blouse. She hated that she wasn't able to apologize to her but she had to admit the woman's temper was awfully sexy.

"Emma…Emma…Emma!?" Matthew called out as he approached her desk. "Hey…sorry Mattie-everything ok?" she said startled, not knowing how long had he been standing in front of her while she drifted further in her thoughts.

"Yes" he said, "I knocked but you weren't answering woman! I was coming to drop off the contract for the Dickson's LLC project… it's been reviewed and pretty much approved. Just needs your final touch. So… if I may ask… what were you day dreaming about missy?" he said teasingly.

"Oh—nothing… I-I was just looking over some reports and I got distracted" Emma said while trying to conceal the fact that the "reports" weren't the source of her distraction. Her cheeks slightly flushed. "Thank you for bringing me these Matt" she stated trying to change the topic.

"Hmmm… Sure you were" he glanced over at her suspiciously. "Anyways, you are welcome hun… now, if you don't need anything else, I am heading home to get ready for my date tonight!"

6:45pm. Emma hadn't noticed the time.

"Go ahead. I'm finishing up here and heading home as well" she nodded smiling. "Have a great night Miss Swan!" Matt said vivaciously. "Bye Mattie… have fun on your date tonight and don't get into too much trouble."

"Oh I plan on it!" Matt winked back at her as he strolled out of the office.