Emma's eyes fluttered open slowly as the morning sunlight danced across her face. She rolled over onto her side and threw her arms over Hook, pulling him in close. To her surprise, however, it was not Hook lying beside her in bed. A small gasp escaped her body as a gentle smile spread across Regina's face.
"Well, that was long overdue," Regina spoke, breaking the otherwise silence. Emma felt her cheeks growing hot and knew that they must have been turning red. After years of fighting her feelings, her desires, a night of drunken antics had led her to give in to her one temptation: Regina Mills.
"How," Emma paused to correct her question, "I mean, what happened"?
"I don't really remember anything," sighed Regina. She grabbed her black, silk dress off of the floor and slid it over her head. It fell instantaneously, caressing every curve of her body. Emma nodded and reached for her t-shirt and underwear off the floor and quickly put them on. She didn't know what to say, how to respond. Her heart was pounding in her chest and a million thoughts raced through her mind. Regina's eyes darted to the alarm clock on Emma's nightstand. "I have to get going. Henry will be waking up soon". Regina turned to go, but Emma's hand locked around her wrist.
"Regina, I don't remember anything," Emma replied addmitingly. Her eyes fell to the ground. "I really wish I did". Regina leaned across to Emma's side of the bed and took her hands in her face. She tilted her head so that she was gazing into Emma's green eyes and planted a kiss so delicate and warm on Emma's lips that it sent pulsating waves like electricity through both of their bodies. "Damn".
"What?" Asked Regina, standing back up and proceeding to put on her jacket and slide her feet into her shoes. She picked up her pantyhose off the floor only to discover they had been savagely ripped. She raised an eyebrow at Emma, a smile on her face, and then shook her head.