Chapter 3: Perfect Strangers

~Notes at the bottom~

Chapter Summary: Regina can't get Emma out of her head. What happens when they run into one another again?

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Regina Mills is writing an email.

Regina Mills is absolutely not thinking about Emma Swan.

She is drafting an important work email.

She is not thinking about that damn blonde and her beautiful green eyes, staring into Regina.

Regina is typing coherent words on a project she's been working on for weeks, mind on nothing else.

She is not thinking about the way Emma runs her hands through her hair when she's nervous or how she pulls Henry in for a hug.

"This is absolutely useless." She says to her empty office as she lowers her face into her hands. "Damn you, Emma."

"Talking to yourself can be habit forming." Says a voice from the doorway.

Regina pulls her face from her hands to see Marian standing in her office doorway, leaning against the frame.

"Where else am I supposed to find intelligent conversation?" Regina responds, leaning back in her chair.

Marian laughs, walking into the office. "I think I might be insulted by that." She says.

Smiling, Regina crosses her arms on her chest, "So, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I'm taking your mopey, yet fabulous ass to lunch." Marian responds. Regina is about to protest and Marian knows this. Before she can Marian puts her hand up and points at Regina, "And don't think you're going to give me an excuse because you're going."

Regina glares at Marian, no real malice behind it. She needs to keep up the facade that no one tells Regina Mills what to do. After several moments of the silent stare off, Regina sighs and starts to stand.

"You're buying." Regina says as she locks her computer, grabs her purse, and moves from behind her desk. She walks passed Marian and out the door of her office.

"Why am I always buying? You're the one with all the money!" Marian responds, following close behind her.

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Regina and Marian are settled across from one another at a small cafe only a block from Regina's office, sandwiches and coffee between them. It's their usual lunch spot, quiet atmosphere with delicious food and coffee.

Regina takes the first bite from her sandwich as she watched Marian pull something from her purse. It's a card of some sort. She spots fancy writing on thick card stock.

"Your official invitation." Marian says, placing the card in front of Regina.

"Oh, I hope I'm the maid of honor." Regina jokes, not yet looking at the invitation.

"Oh that invitation is at least a week or two away." Marian jokes back. "This is your official invitation to the center's fundraiser this weekend. I realized I never gave you one even though we've been talking about it for weeks. It's also an excuse to announce that I now have a date!"

Regina smiles for her friend, before taking another bite of her sandwich she says in mock hurt, "I thought I was your date."

"For life, babe." Marian said, smiling back at Regina and squeezing her arm. "I'm incredibly nervous. Not only am I running this shindig and assuring we meet our fundraising goals but have I mentioned how damn cute this girl is?"

"Dear, you're brilliant AND charming. You have absolutely no reason to be nervous. Plus I'll be there the entire time to talk you up." Regina responds, smiling at Marian and they both take sips of their coffees.

After a few minutes of silence and working on their sandwiches Marian speaks again, "So…" she pauses, Regina looks up at her and quirks a brow and Marian continues, "There are a lot of good volunteers at the center today."

Regina's face morphs into a frown. "Marian…" Regina warns her friend, knowing where this is going.

"Maybe you want to stop by after work and say 'hi' to them, maybe one in particular." Marian continues, trying her luck.

"Marian. I don't want to see her." Regina responded, gripping her coffee a little more aggressively than necessary. "I'm moving on. I don't need you meddling in a useless cause."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." Marian said, reaching her hand across the table to place it over Regina's, which is still gripping her coffee hard. "You know I just want you to be happy, right? And the way you looked at each other the other day in the park, I mean..." Regina is glaring at her now. "Okay. Dropping it." Marian finishes, putting her hands up in mock surrender.

Sighing, Regina finally lets go of her coffee mug and returns to her lunch. She pushes all the questions she's dying to ask Marian about Emma and what she knows about her out of her mind.

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"Emma" the names slips passed Regina lips, against her will, as it has done every morning that week as hot water rains down around her naked form. The name is barely audible over the spray of hot water but it's there. Regina's fingers slide into her own hot, slick folds, circling her clit.

Regina lets out soft moans as her fingers pick up speed and her other hand starts massaging her breast. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes as she rubs faster, moans getting louder, masked by the sounds of the shower.

Her mind defies her as images of another naked body on the shower with her fill her mind. Emma's gorgeous, naked form is in front of her. Hot water raining down on them both as Regina kisses up her neck, fingers pumping in and out of her. Regina's name is moaned quietly into her ear, pitch higher than normal and mixed with whimpers.

Regina is pumping faster now into Emma and her thumb is teasing her clit. Emma is moaning louder, knees shaking, fingers gripping into Regina's skin. Heat is radiating off them both, hotter than the steam around them from the shower, sweat covers their skin and then is washed away.

Regina knows Emma is close as her breath quickens and her whimpers get louder. Emma is shaking and then still as she lets out a loud moan and cries out Regina's name. Regina holds her as she comes undone and kisses her softly as her shaking continues, this time from exhaustion.

Regina has a hand gripping the shower door as her orgasm shoots through her by her own hand, eyes still closed trying to have one more moment with Emma. She finally opens her eyes and sees nothing but the stream of hot water and steam.

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Regina hands the cab driver several bills and steps out of the cab and onto the sidewalk. Gripping her clutch she walks briskly towards the entrance to the ballroom, heels clicking with every step. Marian has outdone herself, not that Regina is surprised. The room screams class and with the look of the crowd, the cost per plate and the silent auction are going to be a huge success.

Making her entrance down the large grand staircase she spots Marian, hand-in-hand with a woman she recognizes as Marian's stranger from the bar just over a week ago.

"Daaaaaamn." Marian says as Regina descends the last several steps, her dress flowing behind her. Regina has chosen a one shoulder black dress that hugs her body, accentuating her curves in all the right ways but still manages to be classy. "No one can pull off sexy and regal at the same time quite like you." Marian adds with a wink.

Regina smiles at her friend. In picking the outfit she determined that if she was going to attend this event alone she was going to look damn good.

"You two don't look too bad yourself." Regina responds, waving a hand to both Marian and her date, both smiling ear to ear.

"Why thank you." Marian says, looking over at the woman next to her, her smile somehow growing larger. "Regina, this is Mulan, she's one of Boston's finest. Be careful, she probably has a gun somewhere hidden under that dress. Mulan, this is my best friend and well-known heartbreaker, Regina."

Both laughing at Marian's clear nervous ridiculousness, the woman shake hands.

"It's very nice to finally meet you, Mulan." Regina says. "Marian has told me so much about you."

Marian shoots Regina a look but Mulan is blushing and doesn't seem notice. She's still grinning as she responds, "It's nice to meet you as well, Regina."

"Drinks. We all need drinks." Marian says, looking around. Spotting a bowtied waitress she waves her over and each of the women grab a flute from the tray.

Raising her glass, it's Mulan who first proposes a toast, "To Marian and this spectacular event." She says moving her glass to gesture around the room, full of people dressed to the nines.

Beaming and speechless, Marian clinks her glass against Mulan's, and stays locked on her as she drinks, apparently forgetting Regina, let alone anyone else in the room. Shaking her head Regina sips her champagne and pats Marian on the arm.

"I'm going to check out the silent auction, dear." Regina says, leaving the two lovebirds to stare at one another for awhile.

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After looking through and bidding on a few items Regina is in search of another drink. Looking for something a little stronger than champagne, she heads for the bar.

New drink in hand, Regina turns from the bar to look through the crowd. She recognizes many of Marian's coworkers and their dates throughout and there are many unfamiliar faces. Many are still making their way into the event and down the staircase across the room from her. The orchestra is playing to her left and several people are paired off on the dance floor.

Sighing and trying to decide which of the people she knows she wants to approach and try to start some small talk with, she takes a sip of her drink. Closing her eyes, she lets the alcohol slide down her throat. As she opens them again she looks back into the crowd and her stomach flips.

Halfway across the room, champagne in hand, laughing with a group of other guests, is Emma Swan. Oh damn.

Of course Emma is here and she's not in her leather jacket and skinny jeans.

Regina's heart is pounding as she looks Emma up and down, taking in her outfit. Emma Swan is wearing a suit and tie. Not some ill-fitting men's suit that hangs off her but a suit Regina assumes was tailored by God him or herself to Emma's every curve. Her impossibly long legs look longer in her skinny black pants and her thin, yet athletic frame is clearly evident in her white shirt and black jacket. Her blond hair is loose in waves around her shoulders and finishing off the outfit is a skinny black tie and black heels.

If Regina considers herself 'dressed to kill', she's got some serious competition.

Regina watches her from afar for several minutes. She can hear Emma's laugh above all the other noise in the room and it's doing more strange things to her body all over. That laugh. That laugh is something Regina wouldn't mind hearing everyday.

On rainy days curled up on the couch as thunder booms outside.

On Sunday mornings under warm covers as the morning sun shines through curtains.

On days in the park running around with Henry, practicing for his soccer game.

Trying to shake the thoughts from her head, Regina finally turns from Emma and forces that laugh out of her head. She starts to walk in the opposite direction, luckily spotting a familiar face.

Regina has only taken a dozen or so steps before she feels a hand on her arm and she turns. Standing behind her, arm stretched out is Emma.

Forcing a scowl to her face she starts to say, "What do you thi…."

"Dance with me?" Emma says, eyes wide, lips turned into a crooked smile, as she runs her hand through her hair. Regina sees hope and nerves in her face, different than the cocky looks from a week ago. "Please?" She adds.

Regina is just staring at her as Emma removes her hand from Regina's arm and holds it out for her to take. Reluctantly, but not really, Regina places her hand in Emma's and without a word lets her lead her to the dance floor.

As soon as they reach the other dancers Emma turns and pulls Regina gently towards her, taking her right hand in her left and placing her hand on Regina's lower back. At the same time Regina steps close to Emma and places her left hand on her shoulder. Brown eyes lock on green as they start to move with the music.

The song is slow but Regina hardly hears it and they are alone. Their faces are mere inches apart as they move slowly together, bodies pressed together. And Regina has missed her. How do you miss someone you hardly know? But she misses her and her chest aches.

Halfway through the song Regina pulls herself closer to Emma and places her cheek against Emma's. They sway in this position for several moments before Regina hears a whisper in her ear.

"I can't stop thinking about you, Regina." Emma says with a sigh, her voice sad. "Every single day."

Emma's words cause Regina's body to grow warm and she sighs as well, not saying a word but continues to sway with her.

As the song ends, they don't move, still swaying. After a few second of silence, another song not beginning, a voice comes over a microphone.

"If everyone could take their seats at the tables, we have a few announcements and then dinner will be served." A female voice, who Regina recognizes as one of Marian's coworkers, says.

Pulling away from one another they stand face to face. Regina places a soft hand on Emma's face and smiles. "Thank you for the dance, Emma. I need to go find Marian as I am a guest at her table." Regina says, hand still on Emma's cheek. Oh she wants to kiss her.

"Find me after? I would love another dance." Emma responds with a smile and those damn hopeful eyes.

Regina nods, takes her hand away, and turns and walks away.

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Regina isn't listening to a word anyone is saying at her table or into the microphone. She has found herself sitting next to Marian and Mulan, who after many thanks were given to Marian for organizing this event and how successful it has been so far, have eyes for no one but each other. Regina couldn't care less however because where she is seated gives her direct view of Emma and Emma of her.

It was like they were back at the Swan Queen bar, but intensified. They both knew what the other was capable of and the feeling of each other's skin. The feeling of Emma's body against hers on the dance floor sparked her wanting anew and both their eyes burned for each other.

With her cocky smirk returned, Emma rarely breaks her gaze from Regina as voices are heard over the microphone and dinner is served and then cleared.

As small talk increases at the tables, Emma stands, eyes still on Regina. Taking several steps backwards away from her table, same smirk on her face, she finally turns away and continues walking. Without looking back she keeps walking away from the tables and passed the dance floor. Regina is enjoying the view but is confused for a moment before she sees the "Restrooms" sign just ahead of her.

With a smirk of her own and images flashing through her head, she stands from her table, whispering to Marian that she'll "Be right back" and heads in the direction she just watched Emma go.

Before the one-stall bathroom door is barely closed behind her she spots Emma standing still, several feet from the door, hands in her pockets, staring at Regina. Turning, Regina locks the door behind her and turns back and leans her back against it, eyes challenging.

It's impossible to tell who moves first but in a split second they are crashing together in the middle of the room. Hands grab at fabric, hair, and skin. They press together like they are desperate to be one. Tongues dive into each other's mouths, teeth clacking as their kiss is hard and desperate.

Regina grabs at Emma's shirt, quickly pulling it free from her pants and reaching her hand up to unclasp Emma's bra and run her nails down her back. She moves both hands to Emma's breasts and starts massaging them both aggressively but not painfully as she uses her momentum to push Emma's against the wall. Emma is moaning into Regina's mouth and both of their chests are heaving.

Regina removes a hand from Emma's shirt and starts to unbutton her slacks. As soon as they are undone she quickly shoves her hand inside. Regina needs to touch Emma, and now.

Emma's pants are incredibly tight which earlier was something Regina very much appreciated but now, it's frustrating as hell.

Regina emits a low growl as she bites Emma's lip. Struggling for a moment she finally gets and idea.

She pulls her lips away from Emma and bites and kisses her way down her neck. She removes her hand from Emma's infuriatingly tight slacks and moves both hands to them and starts to slide them down.

"Sink. Now." Regina demands, standing up straight. Stepping back from Emma she waits until Emma walks over, with no protest, to the sink and lifts herself to sit on the edge.

Moving to her, Regina runs her nails down Emma's thighs and Emma whimpers again. Regina doesn't tease. She needs to taste Emma, she needs to feel her and hear her.

Lifting her dress slightly to allow her to bend in front of Emma she grabs Emma's legs and scoots her forward and opens her thighs. She dips her face forward and Emma is gripping the edge of the sink as Regina dips her tongue into her wet center.

Tasting the saltiness on her tongue Regina hums as she moves her tongue to Emma's clit, her sex already practically dripping, much like Regina can feel between her own legs. Moving her tongue in fast patterns around her clit Emma leans back and cries out.

"Fuck, yes!" Emma is moaning, loosening one of her hands from the side of the sink to move it to the side of Regina's head, threading her fingers through Regina's hair. "Fuck, Regina, don't stop!"

Regina grins into Emma's sex, God Emma screaming "Fuck" is driving her crazy as she moves faster with her tongue alternating between hard and soft movements.

It doesn't take long for Emma's legs to start shaking and twitching at Regina's motions with her tongue and so she slides it down and teases Emma's entrance before moving back to her clit. This time she slows the motions of her tongue to an agonizingly slow pace, as Emma groans above her. Finally, after several minutes of her slow teasing she slides her tongue back down to her entrance and extends the entire length into Emma's opening and Emma screams out and she's coming.

Regina waits a few moments and then stands fulling upright in front of Emma. She grabs onto her tie and pulls her towards her and kisses her hard. Pulling back Regina still has Emma's tie in her hand as she moves her lips to her ear.

"Come home with me." Regina whispers. Emma is nodding, still working to catch her breath, a smile showing at the corners of her mouth. Regina quickly checks her reflection in the mirror, making a few adjustments to straighten her dress and running the tip of her middle finger across her lower lip to remove any remaining moisture. She quirks a brow at Emma who is still frozen on the sink and turns towards the door, unlocking it and exiting.

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"And where were you?" Marian asks with a knowing smile as Regina returns to the table.

"Oh, just freshening up." She responds nonchalantly, though unable to stop the smile on her face.

"Uh huh." Marian says with a laugh. "I hope to be doing a little 'freshening up' back at my place later this evening as well, if I'm lucky." She adds with a side smirk, tilting her head at Mulan who is having a conversation with the woman on the other side of her.

Regina grabs her drink from the table and shakes her head, taking a sip. Looking up she seems Emma returning to her table, tie slightly askew but other than that put back together. Regina won't be able to stay for much longer, the distance, between her and Emma too much, not to mention the throbbing between her legs.

She's barely back at the table five minutes before she's downing the rest of her drink and placing a hand on Marian's shoulder.

"Marian, this event was amazing, I am so happy for you but I think I'm going to head home." She says and moves her gaze to Mulan. "Mulan, it was lovely to meet you, please make sure Marian gets home safe tonight." She asks Mulan with a wink.

Marian slips her hand into Mulan's with a huge smile and Regina sees Mulan squeeze her hand as she smiles as Regina.

"Thank you, Regina. Call me tomorrow." Marian says, glancing over in Emma's direction and then back to Regina. "We have much to discuss."

"Mmm," Regina hums as she grabs her clutch. "Indeed. Goodnight you two." She says, placing a hand on Marian's shoulder, and walks away.

As Regina approaches Emma's table she sees the blonde is now wrapped into a conversation with another volunteer Regina recognizes as the overly emotional, extremely talkative, raven haired Mary Margaret.

As she reaches the table, not pausing in her mission, she doesn't wait for a break in whatever Mary Margaret is saying as she clears her throat.

"I'm terribly sorry to interrupt your surely thrilling conversation, Miss Blanchard but Miss Swan is needed elsewhere immediately." Regina says and both women turn in surprise.

Standing immediately Emma turns to Mary Margaret, "Excuse me. I'll see you next week." She says as she's already following Regina who had left as soon as Emma stood up.

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This cab ride to Mifflin Street is much different than the first time for the pair. Their first ride was full of anticipation of the unknown while this one was starting out rated PG-13 and rising fast.

Regina and Emma can't keep their hands, lips, and bodies to themselves pretty much as soon as they leave the event. Pausing briefly to enter the cab together and saying the address they crash back together until the cab driver is clearing her throat and both women realize the cab has stopped moving.

Looking out the car door Regina sees they have arrived at her house. Paying the cab driver, Regina grabs Emma's hand and pulls her out after her.

Entering through the front door there is a brief sense of familiarity there but without the hesitation and crackling tension in the air. Neither waits for the other to make the first move. Emma, arms wrapped around Regina, is kissing down her neck as Regina attempts to lock the door.

As the door lock clicks, Regina turns back to Emma and growls, moving her hands to her tie and begins loosening it. Throwing it to the floor, it is quickly joined by Emma's jacket.

"That's a very expensive jacket you know." Emma says, never moving from Regina's neck, biting her collarbone.

"Would you like me to fetch a wooden hanger?" Regina says in return, tilting her head back to allow the blonde more access to her neck.

Emma bites harder in response and wraps her arms around Regina, starting to lower the zipper to her dress. As the dress loosens Emma pulls it over Regina's head and tosses it on top of her own jacket on the floor shooting a challenging look at Regina, standing in only her bra, panties, and heels

Growling again, fire burning in her eyes, Regina starts working on the buttons of Emma's shirt. Emma quickly unbuttons her own pants and slides them off. Both women kick off their heels as they bring their bodies together again.

Breaking apart for a moment, Regina grabs Emma's hand and pulls her into the first doorway outside the entryway. The room is her den and office and Regina pulls Emma to one of the large couches and sits down. Gripping Emma's hips she pulls Emma onto her lap.

Emma returns her mouth to Regina's neck and her hands move down to remove her bra as Regina removes Emma's. Emma immediately moves her mouth to one of Regina's nipples and bites and then soothe it with her tongue before moving and doing the same to the other nipple.

Regina moans at the action, grip tightening on Emma's hips as she starts to grind upwards. Emma shifts upwards to remove her panties and Regina's. Completely skin to skin, Emma moves back down, grabbing the sides of Regina's face and kissing her hard.

Tongues glide together as they press against one another and their breathing intensifies. They move together effortlessly and within minutes they find themselves moving from sitting on Regina's couch to Regina on her back with Emma lowering herself on top of her. There is a desperation from before and within moments Emma is dragging her teeth across Regina's shoulder and two of her fingers are entering her folds.

Emma circles Regina's clit only twice with two fingers before sliding them down and sliding inside. Regina's back arches slightly as she lets out a moan, feeling Emma's fingers fill her. Emma lets out a whimper as she enters Regina, Regina knowing she's not the only one who has been needing this. Emma starts pumping her fingers in and out of Regina, adjusting her own body to straddle Regina's leg.

The feel of Emma's fingers thrusting into her and Emma's hot sex grinding on her thigh is like heaven. Regina is tilting her head back into the cushions of her couch, eyes closed and moaning loudly with every movement of Emma's hand and body. Emma does not let up, sliding quickly in and out and planting kisses and bites all over Regina's neck, shoulders and chest.

Regina manages to open her eyes to look at Emma for a moment and gets a view of Emma Swan above her, flexing muscles shining with sweat, desperately grinding on her thigh as she glide in and out of her. Emma looks up and their eyes lock. At this moment, Emma curls her fingers inside of Regina and she's is spiraling into oblivion.

As her back arches, screams coming out of her mouth, she feels Emma stop above her, stilling her hand and her hips as she cries out as well. Emma tucks her face into Regina's neck as they both ride out their orgasms together, shaking and panting, skin on skin.

They make each other come two more times after that, once on Regina's fancy leather chair on the other side of the den and again slowly and passionately in Regina's bed. The latter including long deep kisses and delicate caresses. After that they both fall asleep, legs entangled and Emma's arms wrapped around Regina.

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Regina rolls over several hours later, opening her eyes halfway and the room is still dark. She stretches and is about to shut her eyes again when she realizes the arms that were wrapped around her when she fell asleep are no longer there. She reaches her arms over to the other side of her and the bed is empty but still warm. A wave of panic deja vu washes over her until she hears a thump coming from downstairs.

Oh hell no. Regina thinks, jumping out of bed. Grabbing her robe as she passes it she moves towards the door. Descending the stairs she slows down as she sees a dim light coming from the kitchen.

As she enters the kitchen she spots Emma nonchalantly sitting on her kitchen island in her underwear and white shirt, pint of ice cream on the counter to her left and a spoon in her hand.

Looking over at Regina a grin appears on Emma's face and Regina lets out a breathe, a warmness filling her at the site of this ridiculous woman.

"Were you aware that we left Marian's event tonight before dessert was served?" Emma asks Regina, licking her lips and pointing the spoon at her.

"Is that so?" Regina responds quirking a brow at the blond and walking towards her. She stops directly in front of her, moving in between her legs. She places her hands on Emma's hips under her open shirt that just barely covers her breasts.

Emma looks down at Regina who is looking up at her.

"Mhm." Emma hums, wrapping her legs around Regina. She picks up the ice cream next to her and dips her spoon inside, then bringing it to her mouth.

After she pulls the spoon from her mouth Regina reaches for it and takes it from Emma. Taking a spoonful of Rocky Road for herself she bring the spoon to her own mouth and consumes the cold, sugary goodness.

Regina looks up and sees Emma smiling down at her and her stomach flips, a feeling growing familiar to her any time Emma looks at her. Emma reaches her hand out and cups Regina's cheek.

"You are so beautiful." Emma says and leans down and kisses her.

Regina melts into the kiss, placing the ice cream and spoon back onto the counter. Her hands move to Emma's stomach, running her fingers over the ridges of the blonde's abs.

They kiss like that for a long time before they break apart, both smiling like fools. They share the rest of the ice cream, taking turns feeding the melting dessert to one another. They are laughing and sharing kisses and caresses.

The last bite is headed towards Emma as it spills down her front and drips down her chest.

"I think I've seen this video." Emma jokes, letting out another laugh.

With a smirk Regina responds, "Let me guess..." She says, moving closer to Emma and running her tongue up her chest where the melted ice cream had dripped.

Emma hums. Looking down at Regina, sparks in her eyes.

"And..." Regina adds, opening Emma's shirt and taking a nipple into her mouth, circling it with her tongue.

"Uh huh" is all Emma can say as Regina continues to tease her.

"And then next..." Regina continues, kissing her way down Emma's torso. Running her tongue down her stomach to the indentation near her hips.

Emma whimpers and nods, eyes closing. Regina slides her fingers into Emma's panties and Emma lifts herself quickly to allow Regina to slide them to the floor.

"I think I can figure out how the film ends." Regina teases as she lowers herself in front of Emma for a repeat of their adventure in the bathroom earlier in the evening.

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Regina wakes several hours later as she hears birds singing outside and then sun streaming through the curtains. This time she knows immediately that she is not alone.

Hovering directly above her is a groggy looking smiling face.

"Morning, stranger." Emma says, leaning down for a kiss. Their legs are still entwined and naked bodies pressed together.

"Morning." Regina says with a groggy voice and a smile as they break their kiss. She reaches a hand up and cups the side of Emma's face, running a thumb across her lips. "What time is it?"

"Early. But I wanted to wake you because I need to go pick Henry up soon so I need to head out. I need to go home and change first." Emma says, turning her face to kiss Regina's hand that is cupping her face.

Smiling, Regina pulls Emma's face down for another kiss, drawing this one out, gliding her tongue along with Emma's.

Emma sighs as the kiss ends. "You're making this very difficult." She says, leaning in for another lingering kiss.

Breaking the kiss Emma starts to climb off Regina. "Okay okay. Ugh. This. Is me. Leaving." She says, peppering kissing on Regina's face between each word.

Regina props herself up on her elbows as she watches Emma crawl out of bed and make her trek to the door.

"Only if you can find your clothes." Regina teases as Emma approaches the doorway. Emma pauses and leans against the frame, tilting her head against the wood as she looks back at Regina.

After a few moments of silence, Emma pushes herself off the doorframe, turns, and walks out into the hall. Regina watches her go and then leans back into her pillows and closes her eyes with a smile.

Only a few minutes later she hears footsteps approaching and she opens her eyes and props herself up again. Emma reenters Regina's room out of breath and still buttoning her wrinkled white shirt.

"Will you, uh," Emma starts and then pauses, running her hand through her messy hair, "Will you join us for brunch in a few hours? I promised Henry I'd take him to Granny's Diner this morning after I picked him up. He, um, " Emma pauses again, "He's been talking about you all week." Emma finishes.

"I'd love to." Regina answers, smile growing larger on her face.

"It's uh, it's a date then." Emma says, smile matching Regina's, running her fingers through her hair again.

"It's a date." Regina repeats Emma's words.

Emma hurries over to Regina, placing both hands on the sides of her face, Emma gives Regina one more long slow kiss before hopping back and rushing out the door.

Regina falls back again into her pillow and lets the warmth spread through her.

I fall in love just a little, oh a little bit every day with someone new...

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And this is the end! Thank you all for reading, reviewing, following and favoriting! I have never written a fic before and to see people enjoying it really was such an amazing feeling. It gave me all the warm and fuzzies! I hope to be writing more in the future. This was quite the learning experience! Feel free to follow me on Tumblr (swanqueenbug). Thank you all again and VIVA LA SWAN QUEEN!