Mary Margaret was putting the orange juice away when she heard a soft knock at the door. She looked at the wall clock that displayed "8:32". Who would be paying a visit this early in the morning? Mary Margaret straightened her navy blue dress before opening the door. She was a bit surprised when she opened the door to Peter, who gave her that sexy ass grin.
"Peter, hi" she smiled.
"Good morning Mary Margaret. How are you this morning?" Peter said, leaning against the door frame.
"I'm well, you?" Mary Margaret kept herself from leaning forward. Leaning towards him would be dangerous- for the both of them.
"Good. Better, now that I get to see you" he replied smoothly.
"Would you like to come in?" Mary Margaret asked him.
"No thanks, this will only take a moment. I have to be at work in a bit. These are for you." Peter handed her a large bouquet of flowers. Mary Margaret hadn't even noticed them until he held them up, she was too absorbed with what he was saying. She gave him a big smile and smelled them.
"These are beautiful- and so thoughtful." She said. "How did you know daisies are my favorite?"
"I didn't. I saw them and they reminded me of you. They just suit you. I'm glad you like them"
"I love them"
Peter gave her a smile then took her free hand in his."Listen, I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me- er another date.I know our first date didn't go so well. That thing with Ruby…and I didn't even pay for you- I was a jerk. I apologize for my behavior. Please let me make it up to you. A second first day, if you will"
"Alright, sure," Mary Margaret smiled.
"Really?" Peter blinked.
"You doubt your abilities to persuade women?"
"Not at all…it's just you're not like other woman"
"Oh?" Mary Margaret raised a brow.
"I didn't mean it like that. I meant your different- in in a good way." Peter stuttered. "You see what you do to me?"
"I know what you meant and thank You." Mary Margaret gave him a smile that made Peter loose his breath.
"When are you free?" Peter asked, running his hand through his hair.
" Tomorrow night works fine."
"Oh." Peter said, disappointed.
"What?" Mary Margaret frowned.
"That's a day and some change away."
"Yea…"
"You're going to make me wait that long to see you?"
Mary Margaret laughed, which made Peter smile. Making Mary Margaret laugh was something he liked to do, it was a nice sound.
"Ok speedy gonzolez, how about tonight then?"
"Perfect. That's exactly what I was thinking. Great minds think alike" Peter wiggled his brows, making Mary Margaret laugh again. Peter noticed he was grinning like a teenage boy.
Peters pager went off, he quickly pulled it out and look at it. "Sorry, I have to go to work"
"I'll walk you out." Mary Margaret turned and closed the door slowly.
"Emma's still asleep." She said when he looked at her questioningly. "She wont be up for another few hours"
"A Few hours?"
"Yep. She's not a morning person or afternoon. Come to think of it she's not an any-time-of-the-day she works hard so she must be tired. I don't blame her for feeling a little under the weather in the morning" Mary Margaret smiled.
Mary Margaret felt a rush of warmth fill her when Peter placed a hand on her back as they walked down the steps into the cool morning air. Mary Margaret's cheeks went pink when the chilly hair brushed against her face. Peter's heart nearly stopped. She looked so fragile and gentle and loving. I treated her a way that she never deserved to be treated and she's still giving me a second chance, Peter thought to himself.
"Well this is where we must depart. Are you going to make it without me?" Peter looked deep into her eyes.
"I think I will. Txt me during your break and if I don't respond within the first 5 minutes, send out a search team" Mary Margaret teased and noticed his tie was crooked so she sub consciously fixed it.
"Thanks" he gave her that smile that nearly made her melt. He surprised her with a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll see you at 7?"
"6:30" Peter answered quickly.
Mary Margaret rolled her eyes. "Alright, have it your way"
"No wait 6:00" he grinned.
"You're pushing your luck" Mary Margaret crossed her arms and gave him a cheeky grin.
"I'm 10% Irish, I have endless luck. Plus, not that I'm doubting my luck ,but, I have powers."
"Is that so? Well I can guarantee your powers won't always work on me sir"
"Lies" Peter laughed and gave her another kiss on the cheek once more before turning to leave.
"I don't want to go to work Ms. Blanchard, I want to stay here with you instead of working my cute butt of for hundreds of hours" he said in a whiny voice, but it was full of playfulness.
"You're such a child" Mary Margaret shook her head.
He looked at her once last time when he opened the car door and blew her a kiss, his eyes full of amusement, adoration and play. Mary Margaret shook her head again and 'caught' his kiss, holding it against her. She watched him swiftly drive away. Her smile faded when she caught sight of David, across the street from where she stood, staring at her. Mary Margaret just turned around and went inside, forgetting David because she now had a reason to smile.