Against The Current

Chapter 5

Emma's palms found themselves resting against a toned chest as two rough hands cupped her elbows. She swallowed audibly as she gazed into Killian's eyes. Knowing she needed to say something, Emma tried to speak but her tongue felt heavy and no words would form.

Killian's tongue flicked out to lick his upper lip and Emma sucked in a sharp breath. His eyes became stormy and slowly began raking up and down her body. There was no subtlety about his open appreciation and she felt a little thrill go through her body.

'What is wrong with you?' Emma questioned herself crossly. She was quite adept at removing herself from unwanted attention but in this instance she was finding it difficult.

Pushing her palms against his chest, she shoved Killian back. "If you've finished your inspection. I'm going home now!" Emma told him irritably.

She was not going to let him use and then discard her the same way he seemed to do with all of his women. It was all a big game to him and she refused to play.

Killian raised his hands into the air in a mock surrender and let her squeeze past. Emma pulled her bag close into her side and reminded herself why she was here. He was a person of interest in a very serious case! Though Killian had not uttered a word she swore she could feel his eyes burning into her back until the elevator doors closed.
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Part of being undercover meant that Emma needed to have face to face  or phone contact with a superior on a regular basis. Following protocol she stopped by Granny's Diner and ordered a hot chocolate with cinnamon. Scribbling a quick note onto a napkin, Emma scrunched it into a ball and left it sitting on the serving counter with the Manila folder. She then quickly threw a few folded bills down and left.

There were several established ways for communicating with the agency that she could use that would result in either personal contact or receiving a secure call to a burner phone. Granny's Diner was owned by a former retired Agent who was super happy to help out and relieved to still be part of the 'business'. The scrunched napkin would be collected and then her message interpreted. Contact would proceed from there.

David called her burner phone a few hours later. He had been thrilled to hear that Emma had been promoted and couldn't sing her higher praises. David admitted that his head had nearly exploded when he flicked through the documents she had copied off the Corsair's database. Emma was quick to inform her boss that there were sections of the database that she could not access and that she doubted any evidence would be in an obvious place.

The final thing David told Emma was to keep Killian Jones close. She had scoffed and hung up the phone. That was the absolute last thing she was going to do.

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3 Weeks Later

Emma banged her fist against the side of the printer. She had been trying to print out documents for an important meeting she had been organising in the boardroom. The last few weeks had definitely been an eye opener into the corporate world. If she wasn't doing paperwork, she was organising restaurant reservations, gifts and even picking up dry cleaning. It didn't leave much time to snoop but she still managed to work in some investigation into her busy schedule.

Emma hoped that she was actually getting better at her job. There had been a few occasions where she had forgotten to make a reservation for a business lunch or she had actually sent Killian to the wrong building. When he confronted her over her mistakes she quickly launched a 'learning curve' defense. It must have been enough to skim by as Killian usually let the issue drop with a, "Double check it Swan."