AN: This is my thank you gift. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for your donations. (And commissions! Standby if you’ve PM’d me, I’m getting organized). Thank you for your prayers. They mean everything to me. So here is my surprise present, a Swanfire AU of Dharma and Greg.
Emma Swan was fed up.
She had not had a good start to her morning. On the way to the office, she’d spilled her latte all over the ground and partly on her cream-colored blazer. She was running fifteen minutes late to an executives meeting and she had forgotten her lucky lipstick. The day could not get any worse.
She missed the 8:46 train. She would have to wait for the 8:52 train and by then, it would be too late. She was sure to get a dressing down of epic proportions.
Finally, her train arrived. Impatiently, she shoved her way on, battling sharp elbows and dirty looks—until she bumped into someone.
“Excuse me,” Emma muttered, preparing to give the interloper an impatient look. But her blue eyes met warm brown and suddenly she felt weak in the knees.
“No problem,” The man smiled at her cheerfully. He was…incredibly good-looking…stocky build, curly dark hair, a bit of scruff. He was not dressed stylishly or shabbily, somewhere in the middle. As though he gave very little thought to his clothes. It seemed a stark contrast to her crisp, tailored suit.