The smell of her perfume still lingered in the air. The scent of apples had never smelt quite so sweet. Sheriff Swan hated that the mayor made her feel this way. Swan had spent the entirety if their argument staring at the mayor's legs that seemed to go on forever and the low cut shirt that was just enough to leave you wishing for more.
**************************SWAN QUEEN********************************
"Miss Swan, a word?" Regina Mills said as she sauntered into the room. She smirked as she saw the look of lust cross Emma Swan's face. "What is this nonsense that Henry said you allowed him to watch?"
"What are you talking about Madame Mayor?" retorted Emma as though she didn't know what was going on.
"You allowed 'our son' to watch that despicable Harry Potter movie. Since then he has been sitting on the stoop waiting for an owl to arrive with his letter to Hogwarts. He is convinced that he is a wizard."
"Harry Potter is a classic fantasy story and you just as well as I do that anything is better than Henry thinking that you're the Evil Queen, Madame Mayor; or that all of Storybrooke is actually a character from the enchanted forest."
"I would prefer that you leave the psychoanalyzing Henry to the crick—I mean—Doctor Hopper." Regina said as she spun on her heels and left.
After Regina left, Emma couldn't help but to comment to herself about how nice Regina's ass was.
**************************SWAN QUEEN********************************
As Emma walked back to her apartment she couldn't get Regina out of her mind. She knew that this was going to be a long night.