Well, the actors' hunting was an epic fail... At least I got to spend time with my grandfather :)

Also, my best friend from summer camp is coming to visit me for 5 days so I don't know when I'll be able to update while she's here.

Hugs,

M.


Regina's POV

Today Emma started working for me. I was excited to see how many things I could criticize about her before noon. I bet her punctuality and clothing would be the first things.

I parked my car and grabbed the coffee that Graham had gotten from me at Granny's and walked towards my office, he followed me in. He was trying to tell me something but I was eager to walk into my office and call Emma, condemning that she was not at the agreed time.

As the Sheriff and I entered my office, I couldn't help but notice that there was a coffee and a croissant on my desk and the plants had been watered already. I looked at Graham confused, he shrugged, clearly clueless of what was happening in my workplace.

Then Emma emerged from the bathroom. My jaw, and Graham's, dropped when we saw what the blonde was wearing.

My new secretary was wearing a black leather mini skirt, it was so short I could see were her stockings ended. An almost see through white shirt, closed with a ribbon around her neck. Her hair was fixed in a messy bun and she was wearing her glasses, which made her look smart and incredible sexy.

And, was she wearing high heels?

Emma noticed us staring at her, she pursed her lips in a grin. She had obviously planned this.

"How come you didn't dress like that when you worked with me?" Graham was the first one to say.

Emma laughed. "Because this is not how deputies dress," she answered walking towards my table.

"Madam Mayor, I think we need a secretary at the police office as well." Graham told me.

I tried to take my eyes away from Emma and look at Graham, I almost didn't succeed. "Don't you have some punks to arrest?" I asked him. He greeted me and after inviting Emma for drinks at the Rabbit Whole, he left my office.

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked her.

"My job." she replied calmly. "Sidney called, he wants an interview. Our - your son," she correct her self. "called and asked if you would pick him up. I said I could do it."

"Not wearing that." I pointed out while I walked to my desk and sat on my chair.

Emma raised an eyebrow. "I thought you would want me to dress appropriately for this job."

"And your job is to be my secretary, not a distraction." As soon as I let those words out I regretted it.

"Oh, so I'm a distraction?" she teased me. "Is is the mini skirt or how much skin I'm showing?"

Emma walked towards my table and rested her body on it. I stared at her, all of her. It was not hard, she was barely wearing something to cover her body.

"Please cancel my meetings from 1 to 3 pm," I said trying to hide how turned on I was. "I'm going out for lunch."

"You mean you're going to fuck Graham because you're too horny right now?" Emma replied. Damn, she was good.

This was a bad idea. Lately all my ideas were bad. Correction, all my ideas involving Emma were bad. I cleared my throat and looking at Emma I said. "That is not of your concern. Now please go and do your job, that's why I am paying you for after all."

"And here I was, thinking that you just wanted to see me everyday at your office." The blonde was a tease. She grabbed some folders and started to walk towards the door.

I saw her back and perfect toned ass get away from me. My body fast in a fight with itself. I wanted to order her to say here, to get naked and do me. I wanted to show her how she made me feel.

The sound of a pen crashing into the ground made me blink. "Oops," Emma said, bending over to pick up what she had drop, and making her lingerie visible for me.

I pressed my hands against my thighs, trying to release some of the pressure that was building inside of me. But it was impossible, specially since Emma was taking her sweet time to pick up the pen and teasing me even more.

When the blonde had finally left the office I walked towards the bathroom and splashed my face and neck with cold water. I looked at my reflection.

If I wanted Emma to work with me without me wanting to pin her to my desk and release my passion every time she walked in the room I had to set somethings clear, I had to make some rules.

"Emma," I called. I needed to do this right now. If she'd appear tomorrow dressed like that again, I'd die of lust.

"I'm coming," she said in a husky voice, making emphasis on the verb.

Oh, this woman.

"You wanted me?" Emma said resting her body on the door frame.

"So bad," I said. I couldn't control myself anymore and Emma seemed to notice it, because she had a smirk on her face.

I walked towards her and she didn't back off. With one hand around her neck and one around her waist I brought her close to me, and then I saw it in her eyes. The satisfaction that she had won. I stayed close to her, not letting her go but not going forwards either.

"Anything else?" The blonde said after realizing that I was not going to give in.

"Wouldn't you want that." I replied letting her go and walking into my office. "Oh, and Miss Swan, please don't go near my son dressed like that. I don't want the people of Storybrooke thinking that Henry's biological mother is a hooker."

I saw Emma's confused face, she thought I would make her mine. I thought I would make her mine. I don't know where I got the strength to stop myself from doing so, to stop myself from letting her win. Yes, I would make her mine, but under my terms. I wouldn't lose against Emma this teasing game, that was for sure. Even if the lust killed me, even if I felt that my pelvic region would explode any minute, I would not succumb to Emma Swan.