Her eyes were soft and dark as she opened the door to her apartment, leading the older man through the doorway before she threw her keys into the bowl she had near the coat closet. She smiled up to the brunette after locking the door. "Just make yourself at home and I'll get you something to drink."

Paul nodded, turning his date around and slipping her jacket from her slim frame. "If you get the drinks, I'll hang these up." He watched as she turned with a smile on her face. "Just tell me where."

Emily felt her heart calm in her chest as she pointed to the closet behind her. "Just in there."

She quickly made her way to the kitchen, flipping on the lights before she held onto the cold handle of the fridge and quickly opened the door. "Ok I have soda, water, milk, cranberry juice, beer and a couple cabernets." She turned to see the older man leaning against her countertop. "Which do you want?"

"Which do you recommend?"

Emily gave a grin before she shook her head. "I recommend your favorite."

The older man winked to the woman near the fridge, watching her shiver slightly as the cold reached her neck. "Do you wanna tell me my favorite?"

Emily groaned before stomping her foot on the ground, trying to fight the smile that was spreading over her face. "Will you just tell me what you want or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?"

Paul slowly stood from his spot at the counter, making his way towards the brunette woman and slipping his arms around her small waist. He smiled down to her when he saw her eyes softly trained on him, her tongue slowly wiping across her bottom lip. "Is it extremely corny if I said that I want you?"

The younger woman gave a small sigh when she felt his hands lay on the small of her back. She smiled up to the older man. "Extremely corny, yes."

"Can I kiss you anyway?"

Emily grinned before nodding her head. "You did it before, so you don't have to ask."

The older man quickly bent down, covering her pale lips with his. He smiled against the brunette's mouth, feeling her hands gripping his strong neck and he felt his heart jump in his chest when the younger woman let out a moan. He let his teeth nibble at Emily's bottom lip before he let her come up for air.

Emily let her eyes flutter open as her date pulled away, her tongue sliding over the bite mark Paul had left on her bottom lip. "Where in the hell did you learn to do that?"

"Oh princess, I learned it just for you."

The younger woman let out a snort before pushing the brunette away, bending down to grab two sodas from the bottom shelf of her fridge. "Ok you ruined the moment with the cockiness." She closed the door before placing one of the cans in the older man's hands. "Just go into the living room and wait for me, ok?"

Paul looked towards the younger woman, his brows furrowed. "You're not coming with me?"

Emily shook her head, smiling when she heard the 'snap' of the can's opening as she popped it open. "I'm hungry, and I'm betting you are too, so I'm going to get us a snack while you turn on the DVD. That sound ok?"

"What DVD was it again?"

Emily laughed as she watched the older man's retreating form head towards the living room. "Star Wars." She shook her head before setting the can down onto the counter, her fingers quickly pulling open her cabinets.

"Emily, there are like twelve different DVD cases labeled 'Star Wars'."

The brunette huffed as her eyes looked over every snack item that sat on the shelves. "Pick out whichever you want, I've seen them all."

She heard Paul laugh from his place in the living room. "If you've seen them all then why are we watching them today?"

"Well, you wanted to be with me and this is one of the many nerdy things I love to do." She threw a bag of popcorn into the microwave. "So either you walk out now or you learn to live with it and love it just as much as I do."

"I'll take the chance!"

Emily smiled just as her house phone began to ring. She quickly reached over the counter to pick the phone up out of its holder and pressed it against her ear. "Hello?"

"Emily?"

The brunette's eyes widened, her hip falling to lean against her granite counter. "Aaron?"

"Yeah, it's me."

Emily shook her head, her thumb immediately finding its way between her lips and underneath the bite of her teeth. "Why are you calling me? Do we have a case?"

"No, not exactly." There was a short pause at the other end. "I just wanted to see if everything was ok."

"What do you mean?"

"…I wanted to make sure that everything was good with you and Paul."

Emily's eyes narrowed as she listened to the kernels popping in the bag that began to heat in the microwave. "You wanted to make sure that everything was good with me and Paul. Tell me Aaron, why do you care?"

"Emily, I just wanted to make sure he was treating you right."

The brunette's eyes watered when she heard the sincerity in his voice, her jaw dropping open. "What?"

"Well I know that I didn't treat you the way I should have, and I needed to make sure that Paul was going to." She heard him clear his throat at the other end. "You're too good a person to not be treated like a princess."

Emily felt her heart drop into her stomach when she heard him give her the name Paul had not long ago. "Aaron…"

"I just needed to know that everything was ok. That you were ok."

Emily slowly nodded her head against the phone, hearing the beeping of her microwave from behind her which told her that her and Paul's snack was done. "We're ok. I'm ok." She bit her lip when she heard him nod against his phone. "Thank you for worrying, Aaron."

"You may not be my girlfriend, Emily…but I would like to think we're still friends."

Just as Emily opened her mouth to speak, she heard the older man call to her from the living room. "Hey Em! I put in the DVD. Do you need any help in there?"

The brunette set the phone against her chest. "No I'm ok, thanks. I'll be there in a minute." She lifted the phone back up to her ear, her fingers almost caressing the cold plastic. "I'll see you at work, Aaron."

"Of course. Have a nice evening, Em."

"You too."