A/N: Whaaaaaat? A 20-minute fic? Technically, 19...so don't judge me too harshly. If there's a glaring error, I'll fix it, otherwise I don't plan on editing.

Prompt: romantic slaps on the ass.

Mike watched everyone filter out of the conference room at Headquarters after Paige's presentation on distribution systems. He hung back as Paige finished gathering her things. He glanced around the room and moved closer to Paige, "Great job," Mike said.

"You don't think I talked too much?" Paige asked. She shoved her thumb drive in her bag and straightened up her leftover handouts before putting them in a folder. "Were people bored? I swear I saw Johnny doodling."

"You did great," Mike assured her.

Paige smiled at him, "So we're still on for lunch, right?"

Mike nodded and stepped closer, "Definitely." He glanced around the room again and noted the open door. He lightly brushed his lips over hers. "I have a few things to finish up, but I should be ready in about an hour."

"Okay, I want to try that new pizza place down the block."

"Sounds good." Mike grabbed his things and discreetly looked at the door again, before playfully slapping Paige's ass as he walked by her.

Paige's jaw dropped and she gasped. "You slapped my ass!"

"I did." Mike smirked at her. He enjoyed the surprised look he saw on Paige's face. It wasn't often that he got to shock her. Was she actually speechless?

"That's my job!" Paige blurted out.

"Your job?"

"Yes, my job!"

Mike laughed at the offended look on her face. He bit his lip to stop himself from laughing when he saw how outraged Paige was. "You didn't seem to have any territorial complaints last night," Mike reminded her.

Paige opened her mouth then promptly shut it.

She was actually speechless. Was she actually blushing? It wasn't a secret that Paige was more adventurous in the bedroom than he was, but he wasn't a prude. He just wasn't used to seeing her embarrassed. He walked towards her again and traced his fingers along the edge of her throat where she was slightly flushed. He would take a picture to remember this moment, but while he knew he could get away with gloating, he knew taking a picture would probably piss her off and sleeping alone really wasn't something he wanted to experience.

Paige took a few seconds to gather her thoughts, "That was different. That was in your bed. We're at work!"

"So touching you at work, that's something I shouldn't be doing?" Mike asked. Paige glared at him and he held his hands up in mock surrender. "I'm just trying to get the rules straight. Let me remind you that you slapped my ass the night we met and we were both working."

"That's why it's my job!"

Mike shook his head, "Do you have some super secret chore wheel that I should know about?"

"Don't tempt me."

"Hmm, I would hate to miss out on a chore," Mike teased.

"You better watch it."

"Or what?"

Paige shrugged and gave him an innocent smile. But he knew better than to be fooled by Paige. Innocent was one of the few words he would never use to describe his girlfriend.

Paige narrowed her eyes at Mike, "You'll just have to wait and see."

THE END