Chapter 9:

Five days later:

It had been five days since she had heard from Killian, they were both too busy to contact each other. Emma and Graham solved the case, it was the husband that commit the murder much Emma's dismay. Killian had to fly off to somewhere in Europe for a meeting, it had been almost a week and she was starting to miss the sound of his voice.

Captain: Hello, Swan. Did you receive the updated contact?

She had spent the day cleaning her apartment, smiling when she saw his nickname popped on her phone.

Swan: You are back from Europe and didn't tell me?

Captain: Answer my question, love.

Emma rolled her eyes and walked over to the stack of mail that she still had to sort through. Sure enough, there was an important looking envelope hidden in the stack. She opened the envelope and looked over the contact, smiling at the change of his dominant name.

Swan: Yes, I have it here.

Captain: Good. I just got back about an hour ago.

Swan: How was it?

Captain: Boring, not much that I haven't seen before.

Swan: Where did you go?

Captain: Paris. Have you ever been?

Swan: I wish. I have never even left StoryBrooke.

Captain: I will have to change that.

Emma let out a laugh, placing her phone off the side. As she looked through the contact and suddenly found a key attached to the last page.

Swan: What is the key for?

Captain: To the apartment. In case I want you to meet me there.

She sighed and attached the key to her keychain, then signed the papers. She had been thinking about this arrangement all week and decided it would be an interesting thing to experience. Killian had made it clear that she could walk away at any moment and that he would not injury her too bad.

Captain: Dinner in two hours at Lady's

Swan: Two hours?! What if I have plans?

Captain: Cancel them.

Swan: What about tomorrow? I would like a larger heads up.

Captain: Swan, what am I going to say?

Swan: Fine.

She slammed down the phone, a little pissed at his demanding attitude. She knew that she would have to get used to this attitude but it was going to take some time.

"Ruby! Do you have a dress I can borrow?" Emma yelled, walking towards her friend's room.

"What kind of question is that? What is the occasion?" Ruby asked, she climbed off her bed and opened her closet doors.

"Killian is taking me out to dinner at some place called Lady's." Emma said, sitting on the bed as she watched Ruby look through the dresses.

"Oh fancy. Here, he will want to rip this off you." Ruby said, pulling out a deep red body con dress.

"Careful, he probably will." Emma said, Ruby thought she was joking but Emma was dead serious.

"Pair it will these black heels and let me do your hair." Emma grabbed the dress and shoes, nodding to letting her do her hair.

Exactly at the two hour mark, there was a knock at the door.

"Have fun, girl." Ruby called as Emma walked to the door, she placed the envelope in her bag and opened the door. The second the door opened, Killian pinned her to the wall with his lips attacking her lips.

"I have missed you." He growled against her lips, moving the fishtail bride that Ruby had made and bite down on her neck. Emma yelled out his name, pain and pleasure mixed with that bite.

"That is for giving me attitude through text." He answered her questioning look, moving her hair back so that it covered the red bite mark.

"Bloody hell, this dress." Killian groaned, finally looking at the outfit Emma had worn for him.

"You like it?" She spun around for him, smiling at the lustful growl that he made as she spun for him.

"Aye, it is sinful." He answered, pulling her against him so that her chest was pressed against the wall and her back against his chest. He ran his hands down her sides, playing with the hem of the dress so that it inched up her thighs. Emma moaned, rubbing her ass against his erection as he placed kisses behind her ear and down her neck.

"Let's go." He released her and grabbed her hand, Emma was panting from pleasure all the way down to the car.

"Here you go, love." Killian pulled out her chair and placed a napkin in her lap, rubbing her sex so that she stiffened and punched him in the shoulder.

"Ouch, Swan." He joked, placing a deep kiss on her lips. As she was about to fight his tongue for dominance he pulled away, laughing at her groan of annoyance.

"Tell me about your week, Swan." Killian stated, looking at her with lust and interest.

"We solved the case about the wife, it was husband which Graham refuses to let me forget that he predicted it." Emma ignored the jealous glare in his eyes when she brought up Graham.

"How is Graham?" Killian asked through gritted teeth, making Emma raise an eyebrow.

"He is fine. Don't be so jealous of him, he is like a brother to me." She tried to calm him down but it was not working.

"Like and is are two very different things. When he is like your brother, you can still sleep with him."

"How was Paris?" Emma quickly changed the topic, even though she knew that he would not stop bringing it up.

"It was ok, bunch of meetings and events. I wished you could have come with me, the hotel was amazing." He said, winking at her so that Emma giggled and rolled her eyes.

"I would have busy seeing the sights. Paris seems like one of the most gorgeous places in the world." He chuckled and shook his head, the waiter walked over to them and they ordered their dinner.

"I have a gift for you." Killian whispered, grabbing one of her hands and placed a small box in the palm.

"You didn't have to do that." Emma said, looking down at the box.

"Open it." He ordered, watching her open the top slowly. She gasped and pulled out a pair of small black diamond studs.

"Oh my god." She said, pulling out her current earrings and placing the new ones in.

"They look amazing on you." He smiled, rubbing light patterns on her hands. She smiled and pulled one hand away and reached into her purse.

"I have something for you as well." She handed over the envelope and Killian froze, trying to read her face if it was signed or not. He finally gave up and looked at it, his face breaking into a giant smile.

"You signed it." Emma smiled and nodded, suddenly Killian jumped up and grabbed her hand. Pulling her up from the seat and dragged her towards the door.

"Where are we going? We didn't even get our dinner." She said, knowing exactly where they were going.

"I need you. Now." He growled, capturing her lips as he pressed her against the door of the car.