Frank looked up at his hand in shock; he hadn't meant to look like he was going to hit her he merely had wanted to show dramatic emphasis with hand gestures. He looked down at Emma who was cowering on the floor; she had tripped backwards when she had gone to get away from him.

"Emma, I never- no please" he bent down and took her hand.

"I know she murmured, I just reacted."

"Was it really that bad?"

"Yes," she said finally admitting not only to Frank but to herself how it really had been.

He gently and slowly reached for her, hugging her softly. It was a small gesture for a man whose movements where very large and theatrical. It meant a lot to Emma for him to do such a thing. Oh no what was she thinking she had known this man for only a little while! Why did she suddenly have even an inkling of feelings for him?

She suddenly stood up shying away from him now out of embarrassment rather than fear. She was embarrassed by her feelings and her reaction to his hand raising. He frowned at this.

"Did I do something wrong…again?"

"Uh no just not sure why you make me feel this way, I have known you for only a short while."

"Like what?" he said excitement mounting in his voice.

"What's it to you?" she said suddenly catching herself.

"Nothing" he said suddenly shy and demure.

What a ruse. He was never shy and demure. She gave him a look and picked herself up, straightening her t-shirt and sweat pants.

"You sir are such a dog, all you want from me is mindless sex," Emma said with her arms crossed.

"No. I usually do that I'll admit, but you have balls and that makes me actually care for you and what you have to say."

"Yes but you barely know me!"

"Doesn't matter I'm a good judge of character."

In the heat of the argument they suddenly get closer. Emma frustrated and wild stares into his eyes with malice as he stands cool and collected staring at her with affection. That's when he gently grabs her face and pulls it toward him, she resists at first but then, then their foreheads meet and their breath mingles.

"Emma?"

"Yes?"

"You are scrumptious don't let anyone tell you otherwise," and their lips finally meet anxiously exploring one another.