Irresistible(A Jennifer and Colin fan fiction)Once upon a time/captain swan

Chapter Seven- Questions

        Entering the room where they would be asked questions, Jennifer entered the room as Colin was close near her. Almost as if protecting her, he kept somewhat of a safe distance before she made her way to their table. She lingered and watched as he took a seat and she sat the farthest from him.

        "Why are you sitting way over there? I won't bite...not unless you ask..." He said with a flirtatious smirk.

        "Stop saying stuff like that. You're married."

        Looking down at the table, he then avoided eye contact with her for the remainder of the time he was beside her.

        A reporter made her way to their table.

        "So, we heard that Emma or Killian will be getting a new love interest...is that true?"

        As Jennifer opened her mouth to speak, Colin placed his hand out in front of himself, causing it to crash loud against the surface.

        "She is very stubborn you see..." He began, his thick accent alluring the reporter in like a moth to a flame. "She has been hurt and is afraid if she truly lets herself love that she will not be in control anymore...she doesn't want that..."

        "That's not true...I-Emma knows the interest she has is no good for her...he has...other obligations and promises he made to other people..."

        "So are you saying her love interest is spoken for already?"

        Ignoring the question, they continued.

        "She knows that if she fights for what she wants, she might actually like it. Like being treated like a lady, like a woman of great beauty-as she is..."

        Pausing for a moment, Jennifer widened her eyes. "Emma knows that he promised himself to another. Whatever feelings she has toward that man is set aside for she does not want any person to get hurt. No matter what."

        Looking toward the reporter, they realized she had left. Colin then looked toward Jennifer, who was also leaving. Pushing her chair in, she walked out into the hallway where he followed.

        "Are you alright?"

        "Stop being there for me every time I'm upset! You are not my boyfriend...you are not even my friend! You are just a nuisance with an Irish accent..."

        Clenching his teeth, he pushed her against the corner, away from the crowds. Pinning her against the wall with his own waist, he inched his face close to hers.

        "I am not promising anything. I do not want anything. Maybe I just like seeing you squirm. Either way, I am tired of you seeing me as a bad guy. You want to know the truth? My wife and I have been unhappy for years. She wants the golden throne as I want the party. She wants the champagne while I want the beer. We used to see things the same until lately...she is my wife...but I am alone..."

        Inching closer toward her, he went to kiss her but opened his eyes before their lips touched.

        "I knew you wanted it..." He said as he pulled away, leaving her there-a quivering mess. Hormones, anger, and frustration boiled inside her.