A/N: Yeah, yeah, yeah............another Emma/Sean. I might change it but I
don't know. I'm not a very big fan of Emma/Chris. Emma and Jay make an
interesting couple though....so anyway. Enjoy the story. No Flames until you
know what the story is about. Trust me, people!!
I sat in the desk of my office. Papers swamped the oak wood, and the message light on my phone blinked persistently. I sighed and pushed the button, letting the messages play.
"Em, it's Manny, call me. Its important," the feminine voice said.
It's always important, I thought to myself.
"Emma, it's Mom. When are you coming home? Call me, alright?"
I made a note to myself to call her.
"End of messages," the automated voice said.
I looked through some of the papers on my desk, trying to organize them.
"Emma," my boss' secretary, Jean, said stepping into the room.
"Hey," I looked up from my papers.
"Joshua wants to see you in his office."
I smirked. "Should I be scared?"
She laughed. "Yeah, right. You know as well as he does that he can't afford to lose you."
I laughed with her as I made my way to Joshua's office.
"Hey," I said, walking into his office and sitting down in a leather across from his desk.
"Hey," he smiled at me.
His blond hair was cut in a military style, making him look very professional. His blue eyes were hypnotizing, and his smile was...hot.
"So, what's going on?" I asked.
"Why do you have to sit so far away? Come over here," he held out his arms as I sat in his lap. "I missed you," he whispered.
"Really?" I giggled. "I missed you too."
He kissed me, sliding his hand underneath my hair and pulling me closer to him.
I pulled back. "Are you coming over tonight?"
He sighed. "I can't," he said gently. "Christine is having her family over. She expects me to be there."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "I thought you said you were going to leave her."
"I will, baby, I will," he smiled at me. "Just give me some time, okay?"
"You said that six months ago!" I sighed and stood up.
"Emma, come on. She's my wife, I can't just dump her in front of her family like that," he said to me.
"Your right," I sighed. "Dammit, I hate it when you're right."
He smiled. "If I can, I'll make an excuse to leave early. I'll come over to your apartment if I do, alright?" he walked over to me.
I titled my head to look up at him. "Okay," I kissed him gently.
"How's the article going?" he asked as I walked to the door.
I turned, gave him a thumbs up sign and left.
When I got home to my apartment, my golden retriever, Sunni, greeted me. "Hi, Sunni," I smiled a tennis ball for her to chase after.
I sat down on my bed and picked up the phone to call my mom.
"Hey Mom," I said, twirling a strand of my waist long blond hair.
"Emma? Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good, and you?"
"Great. I was just wondering when you were coming home," she asked.
"I don't know," I said. "I'm working on this article for my boss and when I'm finished I'll ask him for some vacay time."
"Vacay? Emma, you're starting to sound more and more like a New Yorker by the minute," Mom laughed.
"Habit, I guess," I said.
"It's good to hear from you."
"I know," I said. "I miss you, Mom."
"I miss you, too, Sweetie."
I lay in my bed, tossing and turning. The thought of Joshua with his wife, laughing with her, hugging her......... it made me sick to my stomach. I knew it wasn't a good idea for me to get involved with him, for heavens sake, he was a married man! But there was just something about him...he was the kind of man that you can't say no to. I tried, at first, but it became useless. I fell in love with him. He promised me that he would leave Christine. But he hasn't yet. I don't expect him to just drop her...it can't be easy. But I wasn't going to keep this up for much longer. It was me or her.
I sat in the desk of my office. Papers swamped the oak wood, and the message light on my phone blinked persistently. I sighed and pushed the button, letting the messages play.
"Em, it's Manny, call me. Its important," the feminine voice said.
It's always important, I thought to myself.
"Emma, it's Mom. When are you coming home? Call me, alright?"
I made a note to myself to call her.
"End of messages," the automated voice said.
I looked through some of the papers on my desk, trying to organize them.
"Emma," my boss' secretary, Jean, said stepping into the room.
"Hey," I looked up from my papers.
"Joshua wants to see you in his office."
I smirked. "Should I be scared?"
She laughed. "Yeah, right. You know as well as he does that he can't afford to lose you."
I laughed with her as I made my way to Joshua's office.
"Hey," I said, walking into his office and sitting down in a leather across from his desk.
"Hey," he smiled at me.
His blond hair was cut in a military style, making him look very professional. His blue eyes were hypnotizing, and his smile was...hot.
"So, what's going on?" I asked.
"Why do you have to sit so far away? Come over here," he held out his arms as I sat in his lap. "I missed you," he whispered.
"Really?" I giggled. "I missed you too."
He kissed me, sliding his hand underneath my hair and pulling me closer to him.
I pulled back. "Are you coming over tonight?"
He sighed. "I can't," he said gently. "Christine is having her family over. She expects me to be there."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "I thought you said you were going to leave her."
"I will, baby, I will," he smiled at me. "Just give me some time, okay?"
"You said that six months ago!" I sighed and stood up.
"Emma, come on. She's my wife, I can't just dump her in front of her family like that," he said to me.
"Your right," I sighed. "Dammit, I hate it when you're right."
He smiled. "If I can, I'll make an excuse to leave early. I'll come over to your apartment if I do, alright?" he walked over to me.
I titled my head to look up at him. "Okay," I kissed him gently.
"How's the article going?" he asked as I walked to the door.
I turned, gave him a thumbs up sign and left.
When I got home to my apartment, my golden retriever, Sunni, greeted me. "Hi, Sunni," I smiled a tennis ball for her to chase after.
I sat down on my bed and picked up the phone to call my mom.
"Hey Mom," I said, twirling a strand of my waist long blond hair.
"Emma? Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good, and you?"
"Great. I was just wondering when you were coming home," she asked.
"I don't know," I said. "I'm working on this article for my boss and when I'm finished I'll ask him for some vacay time."
"Vacay? Emma, you're starting to sound more and more like a New Yorker by the minute," Mom laughed.
"Habit, I guess," I said.
"It's good to hear from you."
"I know," I said. "I miss you, Mom."
"I miss you, too, Sweetie."
I lay in my bed, tossing and turning. The thought of Joshua with his wife, laughing with her, hugging her......... it made me sick to my stomach. I knew it wasn't a good idea for me to get involved with him, for heavens sake, he was a married man! But there was just something about him...he was the kind of man that you can't say no to. I tried, at first, but it became useless. I fell in love with him. He promised me that he would leave Christine. But he hasn't yet. I don't expect him to just drop her...it can't be easy. But I wasn't going to keep this up for much longer. It was me or her.