So sorry for the late update! I'm on vacation up until July 22 so its kind of hard to get the time to write.

But here it is! It's a bit longer as I tried to accommodate for the late update!

Hopefully you guys like it!

Chapter 8

Killian pulled the covers over him as he adjusted his pillow and lay on his bed. He had left immediately after Emma ran out.

He didn't know what had gotten into him. He didn't mean to do any of that, didn't mean to kiss her that way or try to grind on her as for fucks sake he wasn't a horny teenager anymore!

He would be lying if he said he didn't want Emma Swan. Of course he wanted her, and he almost had her. He was certain if she hadn't run away they would've been indulging in more pleasurable activities in this very bed right now.

But he kissed her. On the neck. And tried to grind on her in a nightclub (although Emma was the one who moved against him). That was no gentleman way of doing things. Killian was attracted to Emma that he was sure of, had been since the moment instead of being all giggly and flirty with him when he spilled her coffee (the fault was Emma's but he was sure she would never admit it) she had downright called him on it and demanded him to buy her another one.

It was a very pleasant surprise to learn that the same woman he was thinking about even after she left with a "Fuck you" to him, turned out to be one of his employees. He had then taken her out for lunch and was fascinated by her, all her stories and the way her eyes crinkled when she genuinely smiled at his joke or one of Belle's stories or his innuendo and the way her lips pursed when she made a sassy remark.

He also liked how she didn't pretend in front of him. Everyone in the office was so fake to him, all the bullshit about "glad to be working here and part of this amazing company" and all the dreamy smiles by the women and the constant talk about basketball from the males, trying to get him to talk to them. David was the exception as he was Liam's friend and had known Killian before he became important – knows partially about what happened with him.

Emma Swan was the only lass who wouldn't put up a show for him and he found that refreshing. He curses himself once more about the way he handled things today as it was poor form on his part since a lady such as her whom he definitely does not want just an one night stand from, doesn't deserve to be treated this way. Wait, Killian thought, I only want a one night stand. He shook his head as that thought was strange. Killian wasn't interested in dating or love or any of that shit – he was certain there isn't another woman present in this world for him after Milah.

As he was replaying the moments he spent with Emma, he recalled something she told him and he picked the phone up from his bedside.

"Killian, is everything fine?" Liam's groggy voice came from the iPhone.

"Of course, brother, why would you say so?" Killian replied, turning on his side.

"Killian you're calling me. It's a bloody miracle!" Liam chuckled, "Elsa says hi" he added.

"How is she? Did you go for the ultra sound or whatever?" Killian asked.

"Yes. It was bloody amazing Killian! It's too early to hear a heart beat but oh god Killian, I'm going to be a bloody father! And you're going to be a sodding uncle!"

Killian laughs and Liam speaks again, "I wish Mum and Dad were here, they would've been so happy. Mum always joked about grandchildren"

Killian blurts out, "Liam are you proud of me?"

There's silence for a moment as Killian waits impatiently. What the hell he thinks, he wasn't meaning to ask this.

"Killian why are you asking me this?" Liam asks, a note of concern in his tone.

"Nothing Liam, it's ok, I'm sorry I wa-"

"Of course I'm proud of you!" Liam cuts him off, "Why would you even say that?"

Killian sighs, "Well you know the entire thing with Milah and how I handled it and all…I just wasn't sure"

"You're crazy. Of course I'm proud of you Killian, you're my little brother"

"I'm not little" Killian rolls his eyes but he smiles, "Anyways I should go to sleep"

"Wait!" Liam exclaims, "I was actually going to call you but you called before. Elsa and I are set to marry on the 22nd of next month"

"Oh"

"Aye, so you better get your arse here at least two weeks before. And I told David all about this last night so he would be telling everyone at the company; there are some people I want to invite from there. And yes of course, you're the best man"

"Bloody hell do I have to give a speech about how amazing you are? I can't lie Liam" Killian joked but was grinning since his brother was getting married! And to a woman Killian actually liked. Elsa was sweet and nice and was very understanding of Killian after Milah.

"Liam who are you going to be inviting from here?" Killian asked, his mind wandering to a certain blonde.

"Well, of course David and Mary Margaret and probably some of the board of directors" Liam replied.

"How about Emma Swan?" Killian asked and once again was greeted with silence.

"You fancy her!" Liam states in excitement, "Killian you fancy Emma!"

"No why would you sa-" Killian tries to interrupt but Liam goes on.

"Of course you do! She's smart and beautiful and fierce! Just your type! ELSA, Killian fancies a lass there" Liam screams and Killian could hear Elsa's voice from the other side of the line.

"Alright, good bye Liam" Killian mutters.

"I reckon I'll be inviting Emma Swan as well on my wedding, huh?" Liam teases and Killian cuts the call with a goodbye.

Before shutting his eyes to sleep, Killian thinks about what his brother said. He fancies Emma? Yes, his mind automatically answers the question. Killian smirks, it seems it is true - he does fancy her whenever she's not of course rolling her eyes at him or kind of yelling at him. It seems like maybe just maybe this Emma Swan could be more than those lasses Killian takes to his bed to scratch an itch or to be a companion during his long and lonely nights.

Don't get ahead of yourself Killian's inner voice warns him, and he slouches back into his bed. Before sleep takes him over, he promises himself to do things the right way from Monday morning, and it shall start with him apologizing for behaving like a horny sixteen year old today.

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Emma pulls the covers over herself once the limousine had dropped Mulan at her house and even though Ruby was going to stay over at Emma's, she instead got dropped at her own house where Dr. Viktor Whale was waiting for her.

Emma snuggled into her pillow as she revised what happened the night. She had come so close to losing control, to let herself be completely swept away by her emotions and desire.

There was no denying, even from Emma's part, that there was insane amount of sexual tension between the two – the part which scared Emma was the part where her heart beat faster and there were butterflies in her stomach; the same feeling she once had with him and the speed of all of these feelings.

She touched the pink mark on her neck, a reminder of what happened, what could've happened. Stroking the mark Emma remembers the way his soft hands pushed her hair away, the way his fingertips danced on her neck before she felt his lips on her neck, forcing a moan to escape from her own lips.

Emma brings her hand down from stroking the mark to her heaving chest. She remembers his fingers barely brushing the bare skin just below her breast as his lips had continued sucking her neck. Emma lowers the big neckline of her shirt as she touches the underside of her breast, just the way Killian had. What if I hadn't stopped him? Emma thinks, and she answers her own question by cupping her breast, her thumb stroking her nipple until it hardened.

She imagined that should things have gone differently, she would be at his place, laid on his bed as he would've hovered over her, pressing feather light kisses from her lips down, down and down. Emma's hand left her peaked nipple, and travelled down, lining the waistband of her shorts before she slipped a hand inside, finding her panty hot and damp already. She made small circles on the area near her clit as she wondered how would Killian's long fingers feel doing that. She pushed a finger inside as an image of Killian smirking came into her head and she let out a cry with his name. Emma's eyes snapped open as she took in her position: a finger inside of her, Killian's smirking face in her head and his name let out as a moan from her lips.

What the fuck Emma thought, Get a grip Emma Swan. This is never going to happen!

Emma slipped the finger out and headed towards the shower.

(She finished what she had started in there and as much as she tried to get his image out of her head, she failed)

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The weekend was painful, for both.

Killian found himself thinking of her – while making coffee in the morning and remembering her "Fuck you" as she spilled her coffee on him, while going over the legal documents Emma made for him and the way she smiled whenever he said something witty, the way she rolled her eyes while blushing slightly as he said an innuendo.

He settled on the armchair in his office room as papers were scattered everywhere. Liam had forced him to rise from his life on the yacht, drinking himself into oblivion while reading anything he could and taking a lass or in some occasions lasses to the guest bed on his yacht. Liam, in all his six foot two inches and strongly built glory had come barging in on his yacht, and dropped a bucket full of water on him, forcing Killian to sober up from his last night festivities.

Killian didn't want to do it at first but after seeing Elsa's hopeful eyes and Liam looking down at her with love and his hand placed on her belly, Killian couldn't bring it in himself to say no. At least one of the Jones brothers should be happy.

So Killian spent the next two weeks with Liam and Elsa as Liam told him everything he needed to know about the company and the work.

That was why Killian was sitting on a Saturday morning surrounded with work from his office. But one thing was unexpected; instead of work he had a blond lass on his mind. This shouldn't happen Killian thought, as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Milah came into his life as she was looking for an escape from her husband. They had known each other for months before Killian found himself in her apartment, his naked body pressed against hers. They had slipped into something they never named, never talked about. It wasn't until her ex husband had found her, and left her in their apartment on the floor with a bullet in his chest that Milah had muttered the three words. And it was that moment when Killian had himself realized that the thing that was going on between them for two years was love.

Since then he retired on his yacht, with a bottle of rum a day and women whose faces nor names he remembered, accompanying him during the lonely nights. Killian could never get over Milah, never forget her. Until now a tiny voice echoed in his head and Killian sighed. He had known Emma for merely a week but there was something there, something more than just sexual attraction, something he wanted to explore but his inner demons were a bit reluctant and he suspected so were hers. He knows there is pain in her past, David told him about Emma being an orphan – but a deeper pain as well. She has a look in her eye - the look of being left alone and of heartbreak.

He remembered the night in the club and smiled as he wondered whether he left a mark, and suddenly with work surrounding him and the question of whether Emma has a pink mark on her neck, for the first time since Milah, Killian was looking forward to a day.

Emma, on the other hand, also had him on her mind all day. She went through the same torture as him and in order to not repeat what she did alone in her bed and finished in the shower, she let herself go to a hotel room with a tourist she met at a pub from some place in Europe.

Her past in Boston was too painful for her to even consider anything with anyone. Emma had accepted a long time ago that she was going to be alone her entire life, orphaned and heartbroken. She tried this love mess once and it ended horribly - forcing Emma to move, get into law school and work for Jones Consolidated as a way of stitching her life back together. She wasn't going to go through all that again. After a very, very long time did Emma feel something more than just an interest for a one-night stand, after such a long time has a man made her smile and so she was terrified.

So on Monday morning, Emma hid the pink hickey with concealer and foundation and arrived at Starbucks a few minutes later than usual to avoid Killian and ignored Mulan's "Emma, I'm more into girls but that guy is drop dead gorgeous" and headed to her office room.

As Emma entered the office she was told by the receptionist to head into the conference room where everyone else was gathered. Emma pushed the doors open with a knock and after a few polite glances her way, everyone's eyes refocused on Liam and a blond woman beside him as they chatted with them. Beside Liam, Killian stood with his arms crossed and Emma saw his eyes flicker to her neck as she subconsciously touched her hidden hickey, gaining a genuine smile from Killian.

"Emma!" David spoke loudly and Liam nudged his brothers side while Elsa raised her eyebrows taking Emma in, as Killian turned red.

"You already knew about this right, lass?" Liam stood up and offered his hand. Emma's eyebrow ticked up as she glanced at Killian who was looking at his shoes as she shook Liam's hand. So Killian had talked about her with Liam? God I'm screwed Emma thought as she turned towards the blond in front of her.

"Hi Emma, I'm Elsa" the blond spoke offering her hand and Emma shook it slightly and muttered a 'congratulations' to her.

Once everyone was settled on the seats, Emma could feel Elsa's eyes raking over face and saw her nose scrunch followed with a light smile and she whispered into Liam's ear whose eyes found Emma's neck. Shit! Elsa probably noticed the hickey!

Suddenly, Liam stood up, interrupting Mr. Smee and asked everyone to leave the room save Killian, David, Emma, and a couple of other employees. David urged Emma and Barry to sit closer in the now empty seats and they moved, Killian opting to remain standing beside his brother.

"So all of you are invited to our wedding" Liam started and Emma looked at David in surprise who smiled back, "The wedding was next month but Elsa and I couldn't wait so it's in two weeks in Ireland at our family house" he explained, lacing his fingers with Elsa as she rested her head on her shoulder. Emma caught Killian watching this small affectionate gesture between his brother and soon to be sister in law and smiling to himself slightly.

Emma could tell Killian truly loved his brother. The way he was watching him and his fiancée right now, and the way his eyes had widened in hope and wonderment when Emma had told him that night that Liam would be proud of him. That night Emma remembered and glanced at Killian wondering how he was going to react: Ignore her? Act as if that night never happened? Tease her? Or the situation Emma feared the most, want to talk about it?

"Of course I'll accommodate your travelling expenses and living, so I better see each and every one of you" Liam said as some people laughed and he rose, indicating the meeting to be over.

Liam, Elsa and David were the last to leave as Emma was still sitting on the chair while Killian was still standing on his spot, looking at his shoe. Once Liam closed the door with a wink to Killian, Emma stood up and walked towards the door.

"Emma" Killian spoke and she stopped.

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