This is my first attempt at writing, enjoy!
Emma was fired up, she knew if she could just get Regina to slip up, catch her in a lie she would finally be able to tie her to Mr. Gold. She knew where she'd been last night, she just needed to expose her dealings with Mr. Gold and she'd finally get the proof she needed that something wrong was going on there.
Emma stormed into Regina's office catching the mayor on a phone call. "I know where you were last night, I know who you were with" Emma all but shouted.
As Emma entered like a bull in a china shop Regina addressed her phone call and curtly hung up. Eyes glaring she heatedly walked towards the sheriff.
She watched her across the room. The way her hips swayed as she walked with intent towards her. A feeling warmed through her that she might have paid more attention to if the mayor had not just started lacing into her with her words.
"Ms. Swan I am unsure of your motives here but you clearly need to look elsewhere, you are not going to find your answer here." Regina snarled at her, unable to hide her annoyance at this pretty blonde staring at her. Why was she staring?
"Okay Regina, I'm going. Thanks for your time." Emma quickly turned on her heals, slightly shaking her head trying to shake this feeling, this longing suddenly for this woman.
This raven haired, dark eyed, evil woman that had suddenly consumed Emma's thoughts, maybe there is something more behind those eyes, Emma pondered as she climbed into her car. Sitting there behind the wheel for a few moments collecting her thoughts Emma's mind wandered, thinking of those hips swaying effortlessly in that pencil skirt, how it hugged her so perfectly. How she wondered what they looked like sans the skirt. What was wrong with her?! This was consuming her, she couldn't shake it. She sat there for what seemed like an eternity, so lost in her thoughts she all but forgot why she'd come here in the first place.
From her office window Regina eyed Emma below, just able to see inside her car from this angle. Taking in the view of the clearly distraught sheriff, she wondered what had suddenly caused the tension between them. It felt different this time, not the usual heated banter. Emma had immediately backed down, when had that ever happened before and now she was sitting in her car. Her hands on the steering wheel and all she seemed to be doing was talking to herself, and shaking her head every now and again. This went on for a good ten minutes and Regina found herself drawn to just stand there and watch the pretty blond below. Finally it seemed that Emma had gotten herself together and started the car when she looked up and they locked eyes. Regina felt something deep spark within her and held Emma's gaze, neither seeming to want to look away. Why had she never noticed this before? Had it always been there and she'd just shoved it away? She needed to find out more, figure this out. She slowly motioned to Emma with her finger to come back inside.
"Okay, I need to shake this clear, maybe a cold shower", Emma pepped talked herself up to leaving. She started the car and felt drawn to look up at the windows looking into Regina's office, where she caught site of the sensual woman whom had completely consumed her. She couldn't look away, her eyes were locked, her insides were on fire. What is wrong with me? I need to go, I need to leave, then Regina beckoned her inside. Emma found herself shutting the car off and heading back in. What's wrong with me? Why am I going back to see her right after she just dismissed me? How am I going to explain sitting in the car for I don't know how long in front of her office? Get your head together Emma, you need to get your head clear. She stepped into Regina's office as the mayor advanced towards her coming way too close for comfort for Emma.
"Ms. Swan I believe we should discuss your previous questions further, over dinner perhaps? My place, 7 work for you?" Regina said in the most seductive tone Emma swore she ever heard from anyone, all she could do was nod her head and walk out again. Her mind was swimming with those dark red lips, did they taste as good as they looked? Almost without knowing what she was doing Emma started her car and drove off, not really knowing where she was driving at this moment. Her head was some place completely different.
Regina carefully set the table, placing two settings close together. Lighting candles for an intimate atmosphere. She wore a dark teal button up with gray slacks that hugged her in all the right places. She wasn't quite sure why she felt the need to get so dressed up, but she felt good about herself and confident as always. She finished setting the table and went back into the kitchen to attend to a few last minutes touches for dinner. She was dizzy with anticipation and almost sighed with relief when she heard the door bell. As she opened the door her breath caught in her throat, Emma stood there, in a little black dress, her hair falling gently on her shoulders, her blue eyes seemed to all but sparkle. She smiled, batting her eyes appreciating the opened mouth stare she was getting from Regina, she slowly handed her the bottle of wine she'd brought. Almost as if a spell had broken Regina reached out and took the bottle, stepping back so Emma could enter the doorway, as Emma stepped in Regina brought her eyes up to meet hers, Emma stepped inside her hand brushing along Regina's forearm. Shaking her head Regina came out of her fog.
Smiling at Emma she moved towards the dining room "Please have a seat, I'll open this wine and we can sit down and chat." She scurried towards the kitchen needing to shake her head clear. Finding the wine opener in amongst the drawers she uncorked the bottle and slowly poured it into two glasses. She took a long sip before corking the bottle and joining Emma at the table. Her heart was pounding and this was unlike her, completely out of character, she didn't like it and at the same time it was so exciting to her.
Regina came out of the kitchen and handed Emma a glass of wine, Emma nodded her thanks and took a sip. Her head had been in a fog since she left Regina's office this afternoon, she really wasn't sure what she'd done or where she had gone, but she did manage to show up on time and looking herself over, dressed pretty well. "So Regina, what do I owe the pleasure of your company to tonight? Are you ready to come clean…"
Regina smiled over her glass, her red lips parting to show her beautiful smile and it struck Emma how absolutely beautiful this woman really was. "Well Ms. Swan, I figured it was about time we stopped all this petty nonsense and at least made an attempt to get to know one another, without all the sarcasm and dark undertones. We never seem to have time to just sit and talk, so I figured tonight was the night, don't you agree?"
Emma nodded enthusiastically to her statement; all the while she was slowly taking in the curve of her neck and tracing it down to the lovely shape of her cleavage peeking out of her button up shirt. Then back up her neck thinking how she just wanted to place soft kisses up to her ear, gently push her hair out of her face, pulling her focus back to her eyes she realized she was full on staring and worse yet she was turning herself on, a soft sound escaped her lips and she blushed deep red.
The movement of her eyes had not been lost on Regina as she spoke to Emma. She watched them as they took in all her features, she shifted crossing her legs, enjoying how this gorgeous woman taking her in was turning her on. She couldn't help but think Emma felt the same way when she suddenly let out a soft what almost sounded like a moan. It was confirmed when Emma turned red, from her head down. "Let me go check on dinner it should be ready" Regina slipped out giving Emma a moment to recover.
Emma shook her head swiftly, clearing these thoughts as she was not going to make it through tonight if she didn't. She put up her walls and indexed her mind to what topics were safe and what she could not breach with Regina. Thankful for the time Regina was giving her to compose herself Emma was prepared and calmed down when Regina came back into the room with dinner in hand.
"I hope you like chicken pot pie, it's one of my specialties," she smiled at the blonde noticing the color fading from her cheeks. Emma nodded enthusiastically and returned the warm smile.