"We need to talk" she had said. "About Marian"

Robin walked down the street, he's eyes looking down, thinking. What if Regina had found the solution for the frozen state of his wife? His wife, that was so strange to say. After all those years had convinced himself he had to move on, that Marian would like him to be happy, but the truth was so different from what he imagined.

Marian reacted with so much rage when he told her. "Have you slept with her?" Her disgusting grin appeared again in his mind. For the first two days, she treated him as he was infected or something. Robin didn't feel guilty about what he feels for the evil queen, but Marian did want him to feel like that.

What was happening to him? A few years ago he would say that Marian was afraid and only wanted to protect her family. But now, he only could see the bad thoughts his wife had. "Wife" what a jerk he was. He had been sleeping with another woman while he was still married. But he didn't know that "little fact". What an excuse.

But more important was his grate effort to conceal how his body reacts when he was near Regina. It was a reality that his wife didn´t attracted him as he did before, for Marian it was the nearest to an insult but he couldn't cheat his own body and his heart.

He searched the hidden key inside a fake stone and opened the front door. The fragrance of Regina filled her nose and down to his lungs. His body paralyzed from the first moment he felt it and then, a knowing warmth started to grow in his body.

"Regina?" he reached for her in the dining room. But there was no one there. "Regina?" he asked again entering the kitchen, she wasn´t there either.

Her returned to the hall and looked up the stairs. What if she was in her room or Henry's? He knew she was redecorating her son's room. Because Henry was almost fourteen and his room was too childish.

He placed a hand on the banister while he went to the second floor. "Regina?" He called her again. A warm soft yellow light came from the bathroom almost closed door. That was the common bathroom for all the second floor rooms. Regina had her own inside her bedroom, but there wasn't a tub. So she went there to have a relaxing bath every time she needed it.

"Don't go there!" Robin's reasonable thoughts shouted. But it was too late; his steps already reached the wooden door. "Ok, you are here, but don't look." Yeah that was easy to say, but imaging Regina naked, Imaging? better say remembering, with every water drop caressing her skin, her beautiful and soft skin, down her neck to her collarbones and then…

"Easy, man! " He warned himself with a challenging look to his crotch. Better not to wake his dear friend. But the door was open! What was the matter with seeing something he had seen before? Regina was laid looking towards the wall, giving him her back view. "You pervert, king of Pervertland." He insulted himself. He should go down the stairs and wait for her.

But she had called him to meet in two hours, and two hours had passed. His through got completely dry when she sat in the tub, making the water move around her. She raised her hand to pick the shampoo bottle.

An almost electric tingling went down his spine when he saw the curve of one of her breasts. Well that was enough he had to do something and the most reasonable thing to do was to go down the stairs and wait for her. Was then when he noticed a delicious smell of apples and cinnamon. He kept looking and saw the numerous candles around the tub. The smell entered his nose, filling his lungs and suddenly he felt how his muscles relaxed. "Regina…" he spoke again now with a relaxed tone of his voice.

"Robin!" she shouted as she noticed he was right there staring at her.

When did he step into the bathroom?

Regina crossed her arms to hide her breasts and bended her legs. Robin thought that was quite a stupid movement. He had seen her naked before, and not only see. They were two grown adults.

"I told you to come in two hours." She blamed him.

Robin cleared his thoughts and concentrate on preventing his thoughts of Regina's naked body.

"And here I am, two hours later." He said. Regina looked confused at him like she didn't notice that the time had passed. Her wet hair against her neck and the beginning of her shoulders. She was letting it grow, just because he suggested it. Robing couldn't help to smile; he knew she'd never admit it was for him, Regina wasn't one of those easy girls. "By the way, what's that smell?"

She looked directly to the red candles spread around the tub. "Magic candles, helps me relax."

He answered with a simple "oh!" before heading into silence. A few days ago, without Marian in their live he would have taken his clothes off and joined her. But now, it was different, with her almost-alive-frozen-wife he couldn't help to feel guilty. Not for Marian, for Regina. She didn't deserve to be his other woman.

"Are you going to stay there?" She asked with the shampoo gliding down her back.

He opened his mouth to say something, looking everywhere but her. Actually one of the most stupid things he had ever done. Regina followed his eyes through the floor, the walls, the candles… waiting for an answer.

"Robin I'm naked."

"I know! I can see that! I'm not bloody blind!" he turned himself to give her some privacy. The relaxing candles weren't working on him. He'd better leave. "I'll wait for you downstairs." He announced.

Regina smiled as Robin left the bathroom. She felt kind of victorious to provoke that reaction on him. Once he shut the door she released her arms and continued cleaning herself.

Her clothes usually reflected her majestic personality, wearing office clothes she felt powerful, but those days her mood was horrible. She felt like she had nowhere to go, no one who loved her and that was reflected in her wear. Just some black trousers, a white shirt and flat shoes.

But then she remained the look Robin gave her when she was in the tub. For a second she felt good again, sexy, and that encouraged her to put one of her tight knee length black dresses, a pair of red and black high heels and let her hair fall to her shoulders.

In front of the mirror, smiling, she rediscovered the beautiful woman she was. That impeccable view of herself made her feel powerful again. She turned to see her silhouette, she loved that dress, it perfectly drafted the shape of her breasts.

She was behaving as a complete teenager.

Downstairs, Robin was waiting her, sat on the sofa with his elbows upon his knees, trying to focus his thoughts in what he had come for. Marian, his wife, the mother of his son. The soft taps of a pair of high heels filled the room. He raised his eyes from his boots to see her.

"Sorry for making you wait." She said balancing her hips as she approached him.

Oh my god his mind warned him, there she was, the most beautiful and attractive woman he had ever seen. In that gorgeous dress.

Regina took a sit by his side, she seemed serious, thoughtful. Robin identified that gesture; it was the we have to talk expression. He cleared his throat and made a massive effort to look at her without remembering her naked body in the tub.

"I have an idea that can work with your wife."

Suddenly his heart stopped beating. His thoughts were a mess, he didn't want to leave Regina, but Marian…she was her wife! He married her, he knew what he was doing when he said "I do"

"Which idea is that?" He encouraged to ask.

She took a few seconds to answer.

"We'll need Roland"