(A/N-Special thanks to Bekki for beta reading this, and to those of you who read, review, follow and fav this story. I appreciate it all so very much!)

Robin finished his phone call with Anderson quickly, his mind still focused on the conversation he had just had with Regina. Two thoughts kept circling in his mind, one was Regina was making this up about another man that she loved. The other was that there really was some fool who obviously couldn't see what was right in front of him.

He slammed his fist down on his desk, extremely frustrated. He had thought that after their trip to Los Angeles things had changed between them. He had hoped that with a little more time, she would continue to open up to him. He had wanted to slowly woo her day by day, to get her to fall in love with him. But now either scenario didn't bode well.

Why? He had to keep asking himself. Why was she so determined to leave him now, after all this time? They worked so well together, she was so efficient and he never had to worry about her work in the slightest. Why would she make up some story about falling in love with someone here? What would that even accomplish?

And if this was true about this mystery man? Who was this man? How long has this been going on? Who was this idiot who had stolen her heart right out from under him? What was so special about this man? How could he miss someone so special? She was everything any man could want and some idiot out there was missing something very precious.

What sort of fool did that?

Robin wanted to call her in to his office immediately and demand she tell him who this idiot was. But he reasoned with himself that he didn't have the right to, she was his employee, still, and he was his boss.

He started working on some of his statements he was going to use in court for this case he didn't like much finishing. He had to focus on it or he knew he would go mad if he kept thinking about Regina out there, possibly heartbroken over some dumb ass.

Damnit, he was not about to loose her over someone else.

He got up from his desk and walked to her desk, "Regina, please reconsider and take the rest of the day off, paid."

"But," she began.

"I really believe that a day to yourself to think this over would be beneficial to us both," Robin said.

"Alright, I guess it wouldn't hurt then," Regina said as she grabbed her purse and left her desk. Robin watched her leave, hoping with everything that he had that she would change her mind.

He went back to his office and sat down at his desk, his frustrations at not being able to come up with a solution that she would agree to just yet causing him to become even more irked at the situation.

Not only were his thoughts frustrated but his cock was too, he was hard, very hard. He tried to concentrate on something else, but all he could think of was Regina. He was no longer falling in love with her.

He was in love with her!

Well, that didn't help his erection, only one thing would. He did something he had never done before, he started to undo his pants and let his hardened cock get some room. It was a slow day and the staff was gone for the day. He took out some lotion from a drawer and started to give himself a few obligatory strokes. He closed his eyes and focused on Regina, thought his hands were hers stroking him, up and down, up and down.

He pictured her starting off slowly enough, just teasing him as it would be. Letting her hand glide effortlessly up and down his shaft. Slow but deliberate, from base to head and back again. Suddenly she stopped every so often to massage his balls, but it only took a few seconds before she was back to slowly sliding her hand up and down his now throbbing hard on. He was thinking about the load of cum building up in his balls, thinking of the joy of release. He wanted to be inside her so bad, to feel her surrounding him.

He picked up the pace ever so slightly. Stroking himself a little faster. A bead of pre-cum slowly dribbled down the underside of the head of his cock. He used it for what god intended it to be, a lubricant. He massaged it into the area just below the head, thinking that it was Regina's tongue flicking at him there.

He started to tighten his grip, picking up the pace of his strokes on his cock, making his strokes very deliberate as he knew he was about to come. Faster and faster he stroked his cock, imaging Regina doing it, "Regina", he moaned out loud.

With his other hand he squeezed his balls slightly, almost as if trying to urge its release of sperm. He slowed down to squeeze some more pre cum from the tip of his head. He needed to come and soon, he grabbed some tissues and prepared to unleash his load.

"Open your mouth, Regina," Robin groaned out, wanting to come in her mouth as he exploded. He pictured in his mind that her mouth was open, waiting for him come, as she continued to stroke his cock. He could feel himself about to come undone. He tightened his grip as he felt the beginning stages of contractions start.

"Regina...yes...Regina..." Robin moaned out.

"Yes, Robin?"

Robin opened his eyes to see Regina standing in his doorway. He moved his chair closer to his desk as he couldn't believe this was really happening. He was about to come at any second and there was Regina in front of him.

"What...what are you doing back?" Robin groaned out, trying to prolong his orgasm as he let go of his cock, leaving the tissues on the head of his cock, in case he came with her here.

"I just felt like I should be here looking for my replacement," Regina answered.

"Regina," Robin started to stand and quickly remembered that he couldn't in his current stage of arousal. "I would like to discuss this with you further, but would you mind going and getting me the Hopper file?"

"Of course," Regina answered, as she turned to leave, she dropped the notepad she had, and bent over to pick it up. Robin watched as she bent over, the effect causing her breasts to be shown from the way she was on her knees. The result was his orgasm that had been building, he literally had to bite down on his tongue as his hips jerked up over and over as he came. He clamped down on the head, keeping the tissues in place.

He watched as she got back up and said, "Are you alright, Robin?" he looked quite flushed, like he had just ran a marathon.

"Never...never better," he said softly. "I just need the files."

"I'll be right back," Regina said.

"Take your time," Robin said, watching her leave his office.

Please take your time, so I can clean up the mess I just made.

Regina was pulling the Hopper file, her mind thinking back to what happened. She had been about to sit back at her desk, when she had heard him saying...moaning her name. She had been curious on what was happening so she had quietly opened the door. But what she had not lead on, or tried to lead on was what she had seen him doing.

He was masturbating...and moaning out her name as he was.

Now what was she going to do? The man she was in love with, thought of her when pleasuring himself. She had thought maybe it was something else, that there was no way he could want her, but today proved otherwise. So he at least was attracted to her, she had tried to down play it when they had been in Los Angeles. She had been torn on when Jefferson had interrupted them, one being she was glad that Jefferson had stopped a mistake from happening, and the other was that she was disappointed in not knowing the feeling of his lips on hers.

And while she was extremely pleased with the fact of his desire for her, she still wanted more. She wanted more than just physical, she wanted emotional attraction as well. So now she was still debating on what she was going to do as far as continuing to work here.

A part of her knew how desperate she needed this job, how much she loved this job. It had a really great future, she liked the people she worked with, especially the one she worked for, Robin.

The other part of her knew how, as time kept going, her heart would continue to take a beating when he would never be able to tell her that he loved her as well. If she had ever made the move to admit her feelings for him, she feared being rejected by him, plus making it awkward for them here at work.

She started back to his office, not knowing how she was to act around him now, knowing what she knew. She figured the best thing to do was try to act like everything was just the same.

"I have the files," Regina said as she walked in with them and placed them on his desk.

"Thank you, Regina," Robin said as he stood up and walked to stand in front of her.

He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "I want you to please reconsider working here for me."

"But, Robin-" she began.

"Wait, just hear me out," Robin said ,"I want to give you a raise to start with and I know that this will not fix anything, but I do feel like your work reflects on that you should be rewarded for all your excellent work."

"Thank you," Regina said.

"And as far as the other matter at hand," Robin watched as she lowered her head from his gaze, "I know exactly what's it like to want to be with the one you love, but circumstances are preventing you from doing so."

"It's pure torture," Regina said.

"Yes, it is," Robin admitted, "And since you won't tell me the name of this weasel, I want you to really listen to me."

He moved his hand to place it under her chin to raise it to look him in the eyes. "I just don't want to loose you, you mean too much to me."

"I just don't know if I can be around him like this," Regina said.

"Do you need a break? A paid break is what I mean," Robin said, hating to not have her here with him, but willing to do anything to keep her. Anything.

"There's no need for you to offer that, Robin," Regina said.

"Regina, I want to do this," Robin said. "Like I once told you, you're more than my secretary, you're my friend."

Regina smiled up at him, "Alright, maybe tomorrow I'll take off and take care of some things."

"More like the rest of the week," Robin insisted instead.

"But it's only Tuesday," Regina argued.

"I don't care, the week is slow, I want you," Robin paused, "to take a few days off and just treat yourself to just being lazy if you want to."

"Robin, I don't know what to say," Regina said, touched by his concern for her.

"You just can't say thank you, can you," Robin said with a hint of laughter in his voice.

Regina chuckled at him, "Thank you, Robin."

"Now, go home and kick your feet up and watch your favorite tv show," Robin insisted.