(A/N-Special thanks to Bekki for beta reading this story. And special thanks to those who read, review, follow and fav.)

Regina walked into his office, he was standing at his window staring out as she closed the door behind her. "Robin, is something wrong?"

"Is this all too much for you?" Robin asked as he slowly turned around to look at her.

"What do you mean?" Regina asked, clearly confused.

"Working here with me, dating me? Do you want what we started to end?" Robin asked. "Because if you're having second thoughts about us, tell me now."

Regina had to blink to try to understand where this was coming from, "I'm not following you. Of course I don't want this to end with us. Do you want it to end?"

"No! But, I need to be clear about a few things. One is I can't have you seeing someone else," Robin said as he walked up to stand in front of her, "Call it being too macho or whatever, I don't share someone I care about. And another is, I hate being lied to."

What did that mean? Oh no, no, please don't let him have found out about her other job. "Robin, what do you think I'm lying to you about?"

"I ran into Amanda, Will's legal assistant," Robin explained, "and when I asked her why she was still here and not out with you for lunch, she informed me that you two had no plans. Now do you want to explain that to me?"

Regina inwardly kicked herself for not thinking he could run into Amanda, but she was like clockwork that every day at lunch, she was always on the elevator with her, except today. "Robin, I can explain." She was stalling for time, and she was afraid he would see through her.

"I'm listening," Robin said as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I went to a street vendor and ate as I talked with my father's doctor at his clinic," Regina hated herself for lying to him even more. Damn Leopold Blanchard for all this!

"And the whole I'm meeting Amanda for lunch thing?" Robin asked.

"I just needed the time alone, because it's usually a very upsetting phone conversation and I needed to be alone to process everything," Regina said.

Robin looked into her eyes, trying to see the truth for himself, but all he could determine was that he wasn't sure one way or the other. He knew if he pressed the issue, he ran the risk of upsetting her, perhaps even loosing her. And that was not going to happen, not on his watch. So he decided to let this go for now, but he would be on the lookout for further instances like this one. Maybe she was telling the truth about her father, but why lie to him about it?

"Regina, if you need someone to lean on...I have two shoulders here who would be more than willing to let you do so," Robin said as he put his hands on her shoulders, and she had to bit the insides of her mouth as his touch, landed on the area where Leopold had hurt her, probably bruised her in the process. She couldn't let Robin know about that, if she let on that someone had hurt her, Robin would demand to know, and go after Leopold who would then tell Robin everything! And Robin would hate her even more for lying to him.

"I want to be here for you when you need someone, I'm not going anywhere," Robin said to her.

"Just hold me," Regina said as she went into his arms, she loved how he just simply held her. Even more when he kissed the top of her head. She hated herself for lying to him like this. He deserved someone who was honest with him, who didn't have such baggage in her life. She feared that soon she was going to loose all this with him.

"Regina," Robin said as he moved from her slightly, he saw the tears on her cheeks an in her eyes, "Come to me, when you need something. No matter what it is, I want you to think of me when you need help. Promise me."

He was looking into her eyes so caring, so loving that she just wanted to confess everything. It was tearing her apart to continue this double life, to have to put up with Leopold's threats.

Leopold!

Christ, she still had to come up with a way to get that money to him. But how? And he was going to hurt Robin if she didn't. She couldn't let her family's problems cause him any harm. Not even if she had to loose him in the process.

"Now, I want you to go and sit down for awhile, I'm going to finish a few things, then we're taking a late lunch together here in my office, say in one hour," Robin said.

"But, Robin-" Regina began to say.

He silenced her by putting a finger to her mouth, "I'm your boss, and I want you to calm back down."

"Yes...sir," Regina said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Good," Robin said as he lowered his head and took her lips under his. He instantly could taste the saltiness of her tears and it hurt his heart to know she was so upset. He vowed to do everything he could to take away this stress. He kissed the vulnerable line of her lips with gentleness at first, but as Regina responded, the kiss became more ardent. Before things got out of hand, he put a stop to them.

"Now, go get a glass of water and I'll see you in one hour," Robin said as he watched her smile softly and walk out of his office. He knew something was bothering her, more than worry over her father. He wanted her to confide in him, to let him in. He went to his desk and made a few calls, one being to the florist a few stores down.

Twenty minutes later, a delivery man was walking off the elevator and towards her. Thinking it was for someone else she immediately asked, "Can I help you?"

"Delivery for Regina Mills," the man answered as he set the beautiful array of pink flowers down on her desk, "if you'll just sign right here."

Regina quickly signed and after the man left, she grabbed the card and read it.

Hope these are as beautiful as your soul,

Robin

An hour later, another delivery man arrived only this time he had food for Robin, she took it and called Robin to see if he wanted it now.

"Yes, come into my office with it," he had replied as she had gathered everything and headed towards his office door. He opened it for her, and she walked in, and turned to him as he closed the door behind her.

"Now, let's sit down and enjoy a real lunch," Robin said as he brought them over to the couch, where they started to eat the food.

"Robin, I wanted to thank you for the flowers," Regina said at one point.

"I just wanted to do something for you to make you smile today," Robin said.

"Well you did," Regina said.

After they finished their meal, Regina started to move and head back to her desk when she was stopped by Robin putting an arm on her hand, on her wrist. The same wrist, where Leopold had grabbed earlier, she couldn't help the wince that followed.

"Are you alright?" Robin asked.

"Yes, my hands are just a little tired that's all," Regina quickly recovered.

"You should take more breaks then," Robin said. "And I'm not bragging but I can give a good massage any time you need one."

Regina blushed as those words gave her such a thrill, "I'll keep that in mind. Do you need me for something?"

"Yes," Robin answered, "this." And with that he pulled her onto his lap, her skirt had no choice but to slide up on her legs to her hips about. "It's been far too long since I've been able to hold you."

Something deep in the heart of him needed to be with her. Something had bothered her earlier, something really horrible, he suspected, and he wanted to ease her mind in any way that he could. He wanted to build their bond that they had started and take steps with her into a future with her. To get as close to her as was humanly possible to be. Yes, he wanted to make love to her, but he also wanted more. He wanted her trust, her in his life, her love.

"I want to touch you," Robin whispered as he looked at her, and she nodded as she moved back slightly. His fingers plucked buttons from their holes until he could lay her bare beneath the sides of her blouse. He cupped her bra clad breasts in his hands, letting his thumbs move over her nipples, watching as she threw her head back in obvious delight. He lowered his head and opened his mouth and captured one of her nipples through the soft lace fabric, letting his tongue out to flick at her nipple. Her fingers moved to his hair as he continued to tease the hardened tiny bud. He gave the other nipple the same delicious torment.

"We shouldn't do this," Regina whimpered as he continued to tease her, "what if someone walks in?"

"They won't, I locked the door," Robin said as he kissed her skin up her chest to her neck, till finally her lips. His kiss was strong, certain. His tongue teased her, and she parted her mouth for him, sliding her tongue against his, the friction igniting a steady wave of heat in her stomach, that spread to her breasts, which were still recovering from his touch, down to her core. Her hips started to grind on his lap, as his hands were on her hips, encouraging her to do so.

"You're...you're a real good kisser," Regina murmured against his mouth. Her eyes were closed as she let her other senses increase.

"As are you," Robin said as his lips went to her neck again. One of his hands went under her skirt and she moaned as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, he felt how wet and ready she was for him. He teased the entrance of her body with his fingers, before sliding them over her clitoris. The sensation was like molten lava, burning heat from there throughout her body.

"Yes...please," Regina moaned as she bit her bottom lip, her breath was getting sharper and uneven. She curled her fingers into his shoulders as he continued to touch her there. Soft, subtle, even strokes that brought her closer and closer to the edge.

"Say my name," Robin whispered into her ear as she gasped as he hit a really, really good spot.

"Robin," Regina whispered as he groaned into her neck as he was as hard as a rock.

He didn't care that they were still at work, in his office with a few hours left in the work day. He didn't care that he was supposed to be finishing his closing statement in writing today. He didn't care that anyone might be able to hear them.

Because there was nothing else. Not in that matter. There was only Regina. And there was what she made him feel.

Alive!

He brought their lips back into contact as he increased the pressure of his touch, and everything in her seemed to release at once, a flood of pleasure roared throughout her body, drowning out any thoughts she had. She cried out her orgasm against his mouth as she came, not caring if she was loud, not caring that it was daylight, not caring that their relationship was still quite new. That glorious pulsation between her legs was because of him.

Slowly the sensations ebbed away, and as he removed his mouth from hers, he looked at her passion filled, satisfied eyes and smiled to himself. Gods! He was half tempted to yank that skirt of hers up to her waist and push those panties of her to the side, and just undo his zipper and take her right now. But alas, his brain won out. He was not going to have their first time on his couch in his office, that delicious session would come later.

He shifted them until they were laying on their sides, him with his back to the couch, her back was pressed against his front. She closed her eyes intent on just recovering from all this.

Slowly she opened her eyes and knew instantly something was wrong. She looked out his windows and realized it was getting dark outside.

"Are you feeling better?" Robin asked from behind her. He moved her, so that she was now laying on top of his chest.

"You didn't...just make me have an orgasm to make me feel better, did you?" Regina asked.

"No, I wanted you to relax, and I do like giving you orgasms. I love how you come undone in my arms," Robin said as he lightly kissed her lips.

Regina smiled and their foreheads lightly touched, as she nuzzled their noses together, she was in a state of bliss until she remembered, "Oh no, we're still at work. I mean, I'm still at work," she moved from his arms before he could stop her, watching her as she straightened her clothes back together.

"Can you stay another hour? It seems I was a little distracted this afternoon," Robin said.

"The Hopper case? You need me to type up your closing statement so you can finalize it," Regina said.

"Yes. I mean if you need to go home or call Emma and Killian to let them know you're okay first," Robin offered.

Another lie she had told him, she inwardly cringed. "Oh, they'll be okay. I need to run to my desk for a little bit, but I'll be right back to start on your closing statement."

Robin watched her almost hurry out of his office, he frowned slightly at her suddenness. Maybe this was all very new to her, this intensity that they had with one another. He was both pleased and slightly worried, pleased that she responded to his passion for her with her own fire for him. He was worried that it was frightening her for some reason. Something still was bothering her.

And one day very soon, he intended to find out what that was.