A/N: Here we are at chapter ten. This story has gotten away from me a bit. I had a whole outline - a plan - and last chapter kind of threw that for a loop. Hopefully I can get back on track and get you the story I wanted to tell. I have planned twenty chapters and two epilogs so hopefully that is what it will end up being. Again, thank you for all the follows, favorites and reviews. I appreciate them all. I especially appreciate my beta reader - who has helped me more than she will ever know! Make sure to check out her writings as well - she is brilliant!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters.

EMMA'S POV

The night had not gone as planned. Again. This was now their second date, and it was starting to feel too much like their first. Emma was ready for the drama to be over, for life to really begin. She didn't know how much more she could actually take. She was glad that Killian had opened up to her, had told her about Milah and Gold, but at the same time, she wished that she didn't have to hear it.

Part of her was jealous of the woman. She knew it sounded stupid, but it was the truth. That woman got to be with Killian while he was gone. That woman got to comfort him and support him. Yes, Emma was getting that chance now, but somehow in Emma's mind, she felt it wasn't as good, as needed, as the comfort he needed years ago.

Even though there was part of her that was jealous, there was another part that was thankful for Milah. She was thankful that Killian had someone to help him. When he left, she still had her friends. Sure, she didn't always rely on them and she didn't really talk to them about her feelings, but there were there no matter what. Killian left and had no one. When he talked of Milah, she could tell that she provided friendship to him as well as love.

It had grown late, and it was time that they head back to the docks. Even though the night hadn't turned out the way Emma wanted, she was still quite happy they had it. It was better that they start out fresh, with no secrets, than for her to find out about Milah in a couple of months. She smiled at the man who was still holding her in his arms. He looked so peaceful now. The past couple days, when she saw him, he looked happy, but there was more behind his mask. She knew something was troubling him, and she now knew why he was scared. Now that his peace had been said, and now that all their dirty laundry had been aired, they could truly move on. They could truly be happy.

"OK Captain, I think it's time we head back." She sighed. She didn't want to leave his side she was too comfortable.

"Aye love, that's probably a good idea. However, I am enjoying my time with you in my arms too much to get up." He replied, laying a kiss to her golden locks.

Emma chuckled, knowing just what he meant. It felt right, sitting in his embrace. She felt calm and at ease, all the worries that she had been having falling away. Her fears and emotions were only around when he would let go a bit, when his embrace weakened, and she didn't want those fears rushing back. She wanted to enjoy the peace for just a while longer.

Killian stood up and began to move towards the controls of the boat. He paused and turned around to look at her. "Well Swan, aren't you coming?"

She smiled and moved to stand with him, to help him bring the ship to shore.

They were sitting in his car once again outside her house. They had docked the boat and moved slowly back to his car, his arm possessively wrapped around her waist, and hers around his. She didn't really want the night to end, but she also knew that once it ended, they would be able to actually start again. Things would be different once tomorrow came.

They weren't saying anything, just sitting in the car looking at each other. Emma was studying his face. Sure, she had seen him multiple time since he came back, but she never really got that chance to just look at him with a clear mind. She wasn't just studying his features - they were mostly unchanged from the boy she used to know. He had a few additional worry lines on his face, but they made him sexier. He wasn't the boy she used to know, he was a man now. He was a man who had dealt with a large amount of shit over the years, but somehow came out the other side. He still had his signature stupid smirk - it was one that used to make Emma lose her train of thought. She would be lying to herself if she said it didn't do it anymore. That smile still had made her swoon, still made her lose herself in his smile.

"So even though it was a difficult night love, I still had an amazing time with you." He smiled, pulling her hand to his lips. The gesture was new to her. He had never done it when they were in high school, but he had done it multiple times since being back.

"Surprisingly me too." She said.

"Thank you Love, for everything tonight: for being you, for being understanding, for taking care of me. Thank you for everything." He said, pulling her closer to him. Their foreheads were now touching they were inches apart. His scent invaded her senses – he smelt like the sea, like a ship, and that terrified her.

Emma pushed herself forward a bit, just enough for her lips to meet his. She started slowly, wanting to savor every minute of this. However, Killian had something much different on his mind. He pushed forward too, crashing his lips into hers. The kiss was passionate, but it was also filled with longing and compassion. Her hands found their way into his hair again. She loved raking her fingers through his hair, giving herself a bit of control in the situation. He picked her up and moved her so that she straddled him in the driver's seat. She fit perfectly above him.

Emma ached to be closer to him, but there was only so much that one could do in the front seat of a small car. She moved her hands from his hair and trailed them down his body. He was in shape in high school - from being on crew and playing football - but the defined muscles he had back then were nothing compared to what she felt underneath now. The muscles were hard, and held her close. He was demanding more from the kiss. Their tongues met each other and began to dance. His hands were tailing over her back, fisting in her hair. She could feel his hardness beneath her, and it took everything she had to pull back.

"Something wrong love?" He questioned as she came to rest her forehead against his once again. His breathing was labored, and he tried to reach for her lips again.

"No, everything is fine." She replied, and it was, it had just surprised her. She had never made out in a car before - and while she was happy to be starting over with Killian, she wasn't sure she wanted their relationship to be moving so fast. She knew she didn't want their first time to be in his car, yet all she could think about was how she needed him.

He pulled her back towards him and began his assault. He kissed her like his life depended on it. She had no idea how long they had been making our like horny teenagers in a car; all she knew was that she loved it. They had to stop a few times - to catch their breath.

Gods Emma, I have waited forever to kiss you like this. You are amazing love, truly amazing. You are so wonderful Emma, so brilliant. You have no idea how much I have wanted this. You have no idea how much I need you. His whispered confessions kept them going. Each time they would pull away, she thought the night was going to be over. That she would end up inside her house in a few minutes, but then he would whisper a confession or an incredible compliment, and she found herself needing him all over again. She was rocking on top of him, trying to get as much friction as she could, when he pulled back.

"Love, while I enjoy where this is going, it would probably best for you to head inside and for me to go home." He said, surprising her. A look of disappointment spread across her face. She didn't want to stop, "Swan, look at me. I want to continue this, you have no idea how much I want you, but our first time will not be outside your house, where your son is either sleeping or spying on us."

He leaned up to meet her lips in a final sweet kiss. He moved her back to her side of the car, and reached for her hands, placing a sweet kiss on each palm, then each knuckle.

"Thank you so much for tonight love. Thank you for spending the day with me." He said, looking deep into her eyes.

"You're welcome Killian." she reached over and ran her fingers along his cheek, "Goodnight."

She was getting out of the car when she turned back around just a bit, enough to bend down and look at him through the car window.

"Thank you for coming back Killian. I am glad you are home."

Emma spent Sunday with Henry. She knew he would be the only one to not really pump her for information. By the time she woke up on Sunday morning, she had about twenty texts from her friends, each asking how the date went. Regina had seen her when she came home, had seen how flustered Emma was, how swollen her lips were. Thankfully her friend didn't ask. Emma needed time to process everything. The night had gone so quickly and had so many twists and turns.

The day itself was amazing, and the whole time Emma could feel herself falling for him all over again. She remembered why she fell for him in the first place. Then their boat ride had been wonderful, he had given her something that she didn't realize she needed so badly. However, his confession of Milah broke her a bit. When their night ended the way it did, Emma couldn't believe what a rollercoaster it had been. Yet, she knew she was ready to get back on the ride.

"Hey Kid, what's the plan for the day?" She asked her son, who she found sitting in front of their TV watching cartoons.

"I was thinking that we could just hang out, maybe play in the pool. Regina told me last night that they are taking Roland to the state park to explore, so we will be alone all day." She could hear the excitement in her boy's voice. He loved Roland like a brother, which meant that when he was able to do something without the young boy following him around, he was going to take it.

"Sounds like the perfect plan kid." She smiled.

"But before we do that, how was your date?" He questioned. Thankfully when Emma finally walked inside, Henry had been asleep. Killian was right; she didn't want their first time to be in the driveway of her house while her son slept inside. She blushed at the thought of it. She was so caught up in him that she didn't mind that they almost took things all the way - in his car. She had pictured that moment for years: and each time she pictured it, she was in bed with him spending all night showing their love for each other. She was glad he stopped them when he did.

"Really good. I had a really good time with Killian." Emma smiled. She had more than a good time if she was being honest with herself. Yes, there was a ton of shit that had happened, and way too many revelations, but she wouldn't trade it for anything.

"Good. I am glad mom. I just want you to be happy. Killian seems like a good guy, so if you want to keep dating him, it's fine with me." Henry said, winking at his mom.

They spent the rest of the day just lounging by the pool and practicing their dives off the diving board.

Dr. Capshaw was waiting for Emma in her office when she arrived after her rounds. The doctor had told her that morning that she needed to talk to her about something important. Emma hated that. She hated being told that someone needed to talk to her, but didn't say what they needed to talk about.

"Good morning Emma! Have a seat." Dr. Capshaw said, pointing to the chair in front of her desk. Emma took a seat. Her legs were crossed and she kept bouncing the top one. She was nervous to say the least. The past week she had been distracted a bit, who wouldn't be with the reappearance of your first love?

"Emma, calm down, you aren't in trouble or anything. I just wanted to talk to you about your application for attending." Dr. Capshaw added, calming Emma down a bit. Last month Emma had to submit application to start her fellowship. She was hoping to stay on with Dr. Capshaw, but the program was difficult to get accepted too, she only took one person a year. Emma had applied to other programs in the area, not wanting to move since Henry loved his school. She had heard back from all but two. All had accepted her, so she was just waiting to hear from her own hospital and a hospital in DC.

"Emma you have been such a wonderful student. You truly have come into your own here at the hospital. The nurses respect you, and the other doctors think you are brilliant. The patients love you. However, we are at an impasse of sorts." Emma was confused by what her mentor was saying. What impasse? What had happened to make them worry about her application?

"What do you mean?" She questioned.

"Well, we were approached by a clinic that does special surgeries in Africa. They are looking for a resident who has completed their fourth year to go and run the clinic for a year. When the board was approached they could come up with only one name - yours. Emma, the hospital wants you to go to Africa for a year to run a surgical team for pediatric medicine. However, the staff wants to keep you here and offer you the fellowship." Emma was floored with the admission of the doctor. They wanted Emma to run a team out of Africa doing surgeries she could only dream of.

"Ummm…" Emma started.

"Listen Emma, there is a lot to think about, but they wanted me to present you with both opportunities, and see which you would prefer to do. Just so you know, the year you would spend in Africa would count towards your fellowship, upon your return; you would be a second year attending in pediatric surgery. You would study under me for that second year, but then you would be running program with a specialty in outreach surgeries. Now, the board knows you have a son, and they were worried that you would turn down the Africa position simply because of him. Well, they said they would be willing to send him with you. They would pay for his schooling and all his expenses. Everything would be covered. The part of Africa you would be going to is actually quite affluent - the military working to bring the cases to you. Henry would be going to some of the best private schools on the continent. However, if you choose not to go, you would be a first year attending in my fellowship. Things would continue as normal here, but you wouldn't be working on the out reach program." Dr. Capshaw finished with a smile.

Emma was speechless. She was actually up for two positions. One that she had always dreamed about and another that was out of the blue, but sounded like a once in a lifetime offer. She didn't know what to do. She had Henry to think about. She had her friends to think about. She also now had Killian to think about. They were just getting back to something they once both wanted, and now she may leave him. Was leaving always going to be a staple in her life?

"I am not sure what to say." Emma said. Dr. Capshaw looked at her with a bit of excitement.

"Take a few days. Talk to your friends and your family. Then decide. Whatever you choose, I will support. Yes, I was hoping to have you all to myself. To train someone that I knew would be a better surgeon than myself, but if you decide to go abroad, I know you will do great things. Both are opportunities that cannot be passed by so easily." Dr. Capshaw said. "Just think about it and let me know by next week. The deadline for the program is Wednesday, so we need to know soon."

Emma thanked her mentor and walked out of the office. She had a lot of thinking to do.

Killian had texted her later that day. He spent Sunday with Lily, giving his full attention to his sister. He told Emma as much, so she didn't think he was avoiding her. She was actually touched at how caring he was for his sister. He even texted her a picture of the two of them sitting at the zoo. The look on Lily's face told Emma everything she needed to know. The little girl loved her brother more than anything else in the world. She looked at him like the sun revolved around him. It was the same look she gave Henry when they took pictures.

KILLIAN: Happy Monday Swan. I hope your day is going well. I just wanted to let you know that I missed you yesterday and I miss you today. Saturday night was rough, but I am glad that you stayed and listened. Thank you for being there. You truly are amazing.

EMMA: I miss you too. Thank you for telling me everything. You deserve so much happiness Killian. I am so sorry for being mad at you for so long.

KILLIAN: Darling, don't be sorry. We've both made mistakes. What matters is we are both here now and I am never letting go again.

EMMA: Good to hear it.

Whenever Killian talked, or texted, he always made her feel so good. He was really too good to her already. He always said words that made her swoon, and roll her eyes at the same time because of how corny they could be. Corny, yet super romantic.

KILLIAN: So now what are your plans for the week?

EMMA: Well I was hoping to have a hot date with a pretty good-looking guy, but he hasn't asked me yet.

KILLIAN: What a shame Swan. The bugger should get off his arse. Letting a gorgeous woman like yourself sit alone at home is no way to treat a lady.

EMMA: I agree, besides I had a pretty good idea of what him and I could do for this date.

KILLIAN: Oh, and what might that be if you don't mind me asking?

EMMA: Well, I was hoping that he would take me to see the new superhero movie and maybe make out with me in the back of the theater. You know, since I never got that opportunity in high school.

KILLIAN: Well then Swan, what do you say? Dinner and a movie Wednesday night - I'll make sure that you get as much popcorn and candy you want.

EMMA: Sounds good :)

She loved how easy the conversation flowed between them. She loved the flirty banter. She was wondering when he was going to ask her out again. She wanted to be able to talk to him about what was happening at work, and she wanted to see where they stood. She wanted to see him again, but she didn't want to outright ask him. Yes, she had asked for their first date, but that was a fluke. She wasn't going to lie; she wanted him to chase her a bit.

KILLIAN'S POV

Emma had beaten him once again. He was planning on asking her out for a nice dinner later in the week. He was just waiting for the right time. He had asked her for their second date over a text message, and while she said yes, he was pissed at himself that he didn't ask her in person. What kind of asshole didn't ask the woman he was falling back in love with in person? It was because of this, he wanted to ask her out in person for their next date. He was considering it their real first date, since the last two had some pretty crazy moments. However, she beat him to the punch.

Even though he wanted to ask her out in person, and even though she kind of asked him to ask her out, he enjoyed the banter between them. The flirting was perfect, and reminded him of their time in high school. They both had flirted a bit during senior year, it was banter they all were used to. However, now that their feelings were out in the open, he was amazed that the banter was still there. He thought it might change, that things would become more serious, but here she was, giving him the same shit she gave him in high school. Instead it confirmed everything he already knew.

When he picked her up from the hospital on Wednesday, he was overcome with excitement. It had only been three days, but he missed her so much. Now that he had returned to Alexandria, and he had moved back into her life, he hated spending time away from her. Part of his reasoning was because he missed so much time: he wanted to make up for all the time he had spent away from her. Part of it was because he was worried she would run. He wanted to make sure that he was there no matter what happened. If she was worried about their relationship, he wanted to be there to calm her fears, to soothe her worries.

"Hey there Captain." She said getting into the car, leaning over to kiss his cheek. It was a sweet gesture.

"Hello Swan. Ready for the movie?" He was taking her in. She had changed out of her scrubs - wearing a black pair of jeans, boots, a white t-shirt and her favorite red leather jacket. He was actually surprised to see that jacket. He got it for her for graduation. She had seen it in a store a few weeks prior and told everyone just how much she loved it, but she wasn't going to spend that much money on a jacket. Killian returned the next day to buy it for her. Her eyes swelled with tears when he gave it to her during her last shift at the restaurant. He was surprised she kept it. She looked perfect.

"Hell yeah, I've been waiting for this movie for months. Henry wants to see it too." She added. "He loves action and superhero movies. Normally, if it is a big movie, I'll let him stay up and we will go to the midnight premieres."

"I'm sorry Love, if I knew your lad wanted to see it, I would have extended the invitation to him as well. Or, if you want, we can see something else, so you can see it with him." Killian offered. He didn't want to be the reason her son didn't spend time with his mom doing things they normally did.

"Killian, it's OK." She said, reaching for his hand. "He wanted to see this movie for the premiere, but it fell during the last week of school, and I wasn't letting him miss the last day because he was up late seeing a movie. Besides, I wanted to see it first. I want to make sure it is appropriate for him. Normally with Marvel movies I am safe, but with DC movies, I tend to have to screen them."

He relaxed a bit. She really was an amazing mom. They talked the whole way to the theater. It wasn't that far of a drive, but in DC during rush hour, a five-mile drive can take about forty-five minutes. He didn't mind though, happy to spend the time with Emma.

After the movie, which she declared one of the best of the year and was OK for Henry to see, they headed across the street for some dinner. He hadn't felt so relaxed in ages. Everything between them was now in the open, and he didn't have to hide anymore. There was no tension in the air - well no bad tension. When they had been sitting in the theater there was sexual tension all right. It was like the air was filled with fireworks. They had started off just holding hands. She then moved his arm around her and leaned into the crook of his shoulder. They hadn't made out during the movie, as she was too engrossed with the action, but that didn't stop him for planting kisses on her head from time to time, or from her planting them on his neck. He was glad that she wanted to watch the whole credits, since her pecks made him hard. He was a bit embarrassed that simple kisses from her initiated that response, but at the same time, he wasn't surprised. Emma was a siren: constantly calling to him.

They had been talking about Emma's time at the hospital and medical school when Emma became sullen. She looked as though she had a rough choice to make. It worried him. Of course there would be something that had to make their date just a little crazy.

"Love, what is wrong? You look upset." Killian asked.

"I'm sorry Killian. I just wanted to have one normal date with you. I wanted just one normal night, where we could just be ourselves and not let our past lives interfere. However, I got some news today about my job that I am afraid may ruin everything." She looked down at her plate.

"Love, tell me. I promise whatever it is we will work through it: together." He said.

She looked up into his blue eyes. She wasn't crying, but he could tell that she could at any second. "I spoke with my attending today, and she said that while I have been accepted as a fellow at the hospital, I have also been nominated to head a team of surgeons that will be going to Africa to do outreach medicine in poverished countries. They said that they would pay for Henry to come with me and for his schooling and that when I return I wouldn't have to do a fellowship, that I would be a second year attending right away. They would also make me chair of the outreach program at the hospital. I have to make a decision by Monday." She said.

The revelation shocked him. He had just gotten her back, or at least he thought he did, and now she was being offered a chance to actually run a surgical program and go to Africa. She had a huge decision to make. Even though he was scared at what decision she may make, he was happy that she opened up to him and told him. He was so proud of her too. She was a brilliant surgeon and an amazing doctor, no wonder they would offer the position to her.

"Swan, that is amazing! I am so proud of you." He said, picking up her hand and kissing it.

"Thank you, but I am not sure what I should do." She sighed. "I am not sure what I want. On one hand it is an amazing opportunity for me. I would get more experience and see some surgeries I would never see here. I would be one of the youngest department heads in pediatric history too. Henry would get to live abroad, something he has talked about for years - ever since we thought Robin was going to move back to England. However, I don't want to move him. I hated always moving around when I was younger it's hard. He would only be there a year, which is just enough time to make friends and then leave them. I would be so busy all the time, who knows how much time I could actually spend with him. It's a huge responsibility on someone who doesn't have much experience. I wouldn't have my friends to help me along the way. Plus, there is you."

"Me Swan?" He asked. He was hoping that she would think about them during her decision making process, but he didn't want to force their relationship on her.

"Yes, you just came back, we are just starting to see what we can be. I am not really sure what we are, and yet I am thinking about leaving for a year. It seems like just as we start to get close something has to come in and change everything. I don't want to lose you again." She confessed. It was like music to his ears.

"Love, look at me. I understand what you mean. It's scary to think that we could be separated again, but I meant what I said. I am not leaving. I plan on being here. As for what we are, we are dating. I belong to you, and I hope you belong to me. It's my job, well at least I hope, it's my job to protect your heart. And that means to protect it wherever it may lie. If you choose this job in Africa, know that I will be here when you return, waiting. You are it for me Emma. There is no one else. Whatever you choose, know that I support your decision one hundred percent. Would I be sad that you would be leaving, yes. Would I yearn for you every single day until you returned, hell yes. But I would support you in any endeavor." Emma was just staring at him. A lone tear had started to fall down her face. He reached up and wiped it away. She gave him a sweet smile.

"Thank you. Thank you for everything. I haven't made up my mind yet, but I couldn't keep it from you any longer. I just needed to hear what you thought. I need to talk to Henry about it this week and see what he says." She said.

"I think that is a wonderful idea love. Whatever you decide I will be here for you. I am not going anywhere. In fact, there is something I would like to show you." He had paid for the meal already, so he stood up and took her hand. As they made their way back to his car, his thoughts were running a mile a minute.

He was falling in love with the most intelligent and beautiful creature he had ever known, and she may leave. He would be lying if he said he wasn't scared. He was petrified - a lot could happen in a year. What if she left and came back a different person? What if she left and met someone else, someone who was better for her? What if she realized that she loved the job too much and didn't want to return? What if she left and realized she didn't love him? But even though he was petrified, he knew in his heart everything would be OK. As long as Emma was happy, he was happy. He was going to support her no matter what. He had said multiple times that he would spend a life time making up to Emma his past actions, and now he had the chance to prove it. If Emma wanted to go to Africa, he would let her, and he would prove to her that he wasn't leaving.

They pulled up to the marina a few minutes later. He parked at the familiar marina. His boat was docked here. However, instead of leading her to his boat, he led her to the office building. Once inside he flipped on a switch.

"Killian, what is this?" She questioned.

"This is my office building love. I wanted to show you I meant what I said. I am not leaving. I have officially moved my company here. We are keeping the office in London and Dublin, but we are stating business here as well. No matter what you choose, I will be here." He said, pulling her to him.

Her lips were on him and he immediately moaned at the touch. He'd been craving her touch since Saturday - he needed it. Her lips were smooth and inviting. She molded herself into him as he deepened the kiss. He could feel her gentle curves underneath her clothing. He knew in that moment that he needed to have her, to mark her, to show her that she was his and he was hers no matter what the future may bring. He had a plan for this - wanted her in his bed the first time, but he couldn't wait any longer.

He could feel her need for him. Her nails dug through his shirt and into his back. He moved her back towards his office - opening the door as she scattered kisses along his jawline and neck. She was humming with each kiss. She moved to take her jacket off.

"No, it's fine" he said stopping her. She looked up at him - her lips swollen and her eyes darken with wanting. "I like the red leather jacket."

With that she pulled him back to her. He did like the jacket - everything about it screamed Emma. That was one of the reasons he bought it for her, the other being he knew she would look sexy wearing the jacket alone.

He had placed her on his desk - papers scattering with the motion. His hands moved to pull her closer to him: desperate to feel her against him. Never before had he been so turned on. Never before had he wanted someone so much. She squirmed beneath him, hands moving all over, feeling him succumb to the passion that filled the room. His hands moved towards her pants when she suddenly pulled back.

"Wait," she breathed. She was flushed and looked stunning, but Killian could see the fear creeping into her eyes. "I am sorry, this is all going just a bit fast."

"Don't apologize love." He said, kissing her forehead. "I understand, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I am perfectly content just kissing you."

He pulled her into a sweet kiss.

EMMA'S POV

When Killian had shown her the office building that he was housing his business in, she couldn't believe it. He had mentioned that he was moving the company here, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she doubted that he actually would. Yet here she was, at the marina where his boat was docked, looking at an office that held his name. He had actually done it; he moved his entire life here. She had worried that he wouldn't actually move the company; making it so he would have an excuse to leave again. She was overjoyed to see that he had kept his promise. He was really home. He wasn't going anywhere.

She moved to him the second he started to pull her in. Her lips found his and she tried to show him everything she felt with that kiss. She was falling back in love with Killian. It scared her a bit, to open herself up to love again, to open herself up to him; yet here she was kissing him like he was the oxygen she needed to breathe.

She needed him in a way she hadn't needed someone before. The last man she had sex with was Neal, and she knew how badly that turned out. She had dated around, but she was always cautious to give herself to someone, afraid of hurting herself even more or hurting Henry. She knew what could happen during a one-night stand, so it scared her a bit. Instead, she relied on her trusty vibrator. In all her fantasies, many of them revolving around a man who looked an awful lot like Killian, the man never kissed Emma the way she was being kissed now. None of them ever ignited the spark she was feeling right now. None of them ever made her want to throw all caution to the wind.

She had worn her favorite red leather jacket that night. It had become something like armor to her during his absence, a constant reminder of how he hurt her and how much she needed to grow, to be stronger. When he gave her the jacket, she knew that she hadn't misread any signals from him; he was just as enamored with her as she was with him. When Killian asked her to the movies, she knew she would wear the jacket - even though it was hotter than hell out. She wanted to see his reaction to the jacket. She wasn't disappointed - hell she was turned on the second he looked at her when she came out of the hospital. His eyes darkened with desire and wanting - all because of the jacket. She couldn't complain. When he then told her to keep it on, she needed him even more.

Suddenly her dreams of their first time came flooding back. She had always envisioned them in a giant bed, spending hours getting to know each and every curve of their bodies, getting lost in the sounds of passion that would flow between them. She had pictured things so differently, had wanted things so differently. Yet here she was, sitting on Killian's desk, feeling his hardness though her pants. He felt so good against her, and she needed to have more, but at the same time she wanted things to be special. They had been apart for so long, had grown so much. She didn't want the first time she had Killian to be on his desk - but she wouldn't say no to the little fantasy later.

Wait," she breathed. She was a bit nervous to look into his eyes, afraid to see disappointment there. However, she didn't see that. His normally bright blue eyes were dark, filled with lust, still ready to go for her. "I am sorry, this is all going just a bit fast."

"Don't apologize love." He said, kissing her forehead. She could hear him breathe out a sigh of slight disappointment, but understanding too. "I understand, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I am perfectly content just kissing you."

She was content with kissing him too, but knew that soon, she needed to have him.

A/N: Here we go, the end of the chapter. Sorry I left it off this way. I want to write their big bang, but in a way that is a bit more special than a quick fuck in his office. It will also be my first time writing smut, so I am taking my time. As always, thanks for everything, even just for reading!