Falling in love at a coffee shop.

The smell of fresh coffee all over her body is what I fell in love with. The caffeine in her lips that made me addicted to her kisses. The way she talked about people. And how she could see more than just a simple human being. Coffee was my favorite thing, bloomed roses, but new beginnings… those were the best. I was new to town, a young writer in search of new opportunities. Writing was like having a superpower, I could paint images with black and white words. I was the prove that magic still existed. Days went by slow, Storybrooke indeed was a small town. I was on a journey to find a new adventure, but when I decided that id go to the first place I picked with my eyes close, never I imagined id land in Storybrooke, Maine.

The first night I arrived it was rainy and cold, it was around eight in the evening and the streets were empty. In fact it looked like a ghost town. I drove down the street until I came across a small dinner. "Granny's." there were about three people sitting on the inside. I would have expected better service, but a an old woman in her early 60s walked out and greeted me. Her white short curly hair and clothes that looked like she had gotten them in the 90's gave away her identity. She was Granny.

"What can I do for you?" asked the woman with a bit of attitude.
"Hi. Just a cup of coffee. Please."

"Youre not from here are yah?"

I sipped the hot black liquid as it burned my tongue at the realization that it was obvious everyone knew each other in town. I smiled and lowered my look as I introduced myself, but soon enough the older woman had walked away leaving me and the cup of coffee. Bitter and strong where the words I could use to describe it. I knew I had made a mistake in choosing a place with my eyes closed. There was nothing interesting about Storybrooke. It was a small simple town. I pulled out five bucks and left it in the counter as I left the rest of the change as a tip. The dinner looked so vintage on the outside, and there seemed to live someone upstairs. I took a seat on the outside enjoying the smell of the ocean that was only a few blocks away. The weather was indeed nice, I pulled out one of my journals and closed my eyes as I began to relax. A cup of coffee and the smell of the ocean could maybe help me come up with a new story.

"I will get home when I am done with my shift!" I heard a woman yell as she shut close the diners door.

"Oh hey! Sorry. My grandmother… she can be quite a pain."

I smiled and gave a sip to my bitter cup of coffee. It tasted like it had been there for the past three days, but that was all I could have in the moment.

"Are you trying to die woman?" asked the thin girl who was putting on her jacket. The night was cold as I could see her breath when she spoke to me.

"Grannys coffee is the worst. Food is amazing. Coffee…. Not her best."

I chuckled and stayed quiet as she began to study me. It was obvious she was aware I wasn't from town.

"Im Ruby… Or Red."

"Emma… Emma Swan." I said as I stretched my hand and gave her a firm shake.

"You know if you want a good cup of coffee, perhaps you might want to join me? I work at the Rabbit Hole Café. Its just a few blocks away." Smiled Ruby as she waited for me to get up.

"C'mon. I promise you won't die and you'll fall in love the moment you take a sip."

Ruby had quite a beautiful smile. She was tall, thin, and had a few red hair strikes. She was full of life. Mid-twenties and a total flirt. She was the kind of girl all guys paid her drinks for.

"You're not trying to kidnap me are you?" I joked around as I got up and put my journal away.

"Was that your diary?"

"No, no, its just… im a writer kind of just stopping by. By the way you looked at me im guessing you already knew that I wasn't from town?"

We began to walk down the street. it was dark and so lonely then just a few more feet away I began to hear laughs and music. There was a side to this town and Ruby was taking me to it.

"So where are you from Emma Swan? And just what on earth made you choose Storybrooke?" Said Ruby with her radiant smile. She was indeed a beautiful woman.

"Im from New York. And ive been asking myself the same question for the past hour. I sort of just closed my eyes and chose the first place I pointed at and well… here I am."

As we walked more I could see lighter side of the street and music was getting louder.

"So where are you taking me?"

"It's where I work. The owner is my best friend. She sort of arrived one day to town just like you and we met. The Rabbit Hole was actually a night bar, but when the owner closed it down Regina took over and turned it into a café."

"Regina?"

"Yes! She's my best friend. She's quite amazing. You'll love her. And her coffee…. If she's good at something is making coffee."

"Is that why your grandmother was yelling at you?"

"Yeah…. She loves Regina, just hates that everyone loves her coffee."

I raised an eyebrow and smiled as we got closer I could smell the freshly made coffee. I could feel my mouth watery and my stomach growling at the smell of freshly baked goods.

When we turned I was in shock to find the cutest patio. Lights hanging from the ceiling. Plants all over the place and the mellow music that went perfect with the surroundings. It was a small haven. People looked happy, and it was obvious everyone who walked in there was instantly family.

"This is amazing."

"I know, but come you must meet Regina." Ruby grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. The interior was a dark and romantic. The kind you only see in movies. This Regina had a good taste and people loved her shop.

"Ruby! Where have you been? Its almost 9:30pm, everyone will start arriving soon!"

"Sorry! Oh, Mary Margaret, this is Emma! she's from New York."

I smiled and tried to be nice, but it was obvious the woman was in a hurry for something.

"That's great! Feel free to order anything from the menu, but as much as id love to sit and chit chat about how amazing New York is and your wonderful life, ive got a café to run. So Ruby, put on your apron. She's five minutes away!"

"Im sorry Emma. Regina is on her way and were about to throw her a surprise party. But please feel free to order anything you want. And sit wherever you wish."

I looked around and felt out of place, everyone knew each other and I was there being a wheel on the side. When Ruby mentioned the café shop I didn't imagine she'd bring me to meet Regina and crash her surprise party. I sat quietly until and a handsome tall man came up to me and handed a menu, but right before I was about to ask for a recommendation he apologized and ran off as someone yelled the mysterious Regina had arrived. The store went completely silence and I sat in the corner and watched as the door opened and two seconds later everyone shouted "Surprise" and began to hug a woman. I sat quietly and let everyone enjoyed their moment, I was dying to try one of their coffees, but I didn't want to ruin the moment and I just sat on the booth.

"Emma!" Ruby came running a few minutes later and checked on me, apologizing for all the fuzz and for the bad service I was given. She then called me up and I followed her to the bar area. Mary Margaret smiled and continued to make a drink.

"What would you like?"

"Frankly, I don't know? What would you recommend?"

"How about the Royal Latte?" a voice said behind me making me jump and turn to see who was behind. Eyes as dark as the night and lips red as the apple was what I came across.

"Im sorry?"

"The Royal Latte. Its my specialty." The woman smiled and it was like watching a queen among peasants.

"Uh… sure."

"Regina, this is Emma-"

"The writer from New York?"

I was confused and had no idea what was going on? Just a few minutes Regina was the center of attention, and next thing I knew I felt like she was praying me as she eyed me from head to toes.

"Hi." I smiled and lowered my eyes.

"Crap! Jefferson is after August again. Emma ill be right back."

When Ruby left I was left with Regina and I couldn't think of anything to say, I felt intimidated and sort of scared.

"So Emma… Would you like that Royal Latte?"

"Yea- Yes. Yes please."

She smiled and walked by me, never taking her eyes of mine. If there was a reason I had ended in Storybrooke, it was Regina.

"So what brings you to Storybrooke Miss Emma?"

"Uh… Writing. In search of a new adventure." I smiled. "Perhaps you" I mumbled under my breath.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"Alright…. Here is it… Royal Latte for you."

I grabbed the cup and took a sip, my taste buds had never taste something so perfect. The texture of the milk and the taste of royalty. Regina indeed could make coffee.

"Regina Mills." The brunette stood in front of me, waiting for a handshake.

"Emma… Emma Swan."

"Miss Swan… I definitely hope you'll stay longer… for me." Regina winked with a small smirked and walked away. There was no doubt she had hear me earlier. I had never felt so embarrassed,

"Well on the bright side… Regina definitely likes you." Ruby said as she walked over with two beers.

"Why do you say that?"

"She doesn't make her Royal Latte unless she is curious about a person, and you Emma Swan… you've officially made Regina Mills a curios woman."

I sipped the latte carefully so I wouldn't burn my tongue, but I definitely wouldn't mind, the taste felt like tasting heaven. And I began to wonder what those red lips could taste like?

What did Regina Mills taste like?

When I woke up I could feel my head spinning. I had no memory of last night. The last thing I remembered was a brunette handing me a latte, right before everything went dark.

"Good morning."

I smiled right before I realized I didn't recognize the voice and jumped off to see who was laying in bed next to me.

"Wow Emma, are you okay?"

Regina…. It was Regina laying next to me, fully naked, covered in white sheets.

"What the hell…. How…. How did…." I couldn't speak and I was freaking out. I had just arrived to town last night and I had woken up next to a complete stranger. The woman who had done my coffee in fact. What the hell had happened last night.

"Looks like you couldn't handle my Royal Latte."

"What? It's a freaking latte not a drink!"

"Ruby didn't tell you did she?"

"Ruby? Tell me what?"

"The Rabbit Hole café isn't just a normal coffee shop Miss Swan. Every drink contains alcohol."

"What the hell?"

"The Rabbit Hole is still a bar Miss Swan, just not your typical bar."

I stayed quiet and looked around for my clothes, but there were nowhere to be found. I had no idea where I was and all I wanted was to get the hell out of there.

"Your clothes are downstairs. After everyone left you begged me to take you on bar, and I have to say, it is by far the most daring thing I've ever done. The whip on your body, and syrups licking them off-"

"Okay stop. Look, I don't know who you are? Clearly I lost control last night. But this isn't what you think it is."

Regina stared at me as she realized I was indeed freaking out.

"Emma… have you ever been with a woman?"

"No! why do you think im freaking out?"

The woman stood up and covered herself with a robe. one moment I was freaking out, but I could tell she was freaking out way more. She walked around her room looking for her clothes and then ran off to another room. I took a deep breath and sat, trying to calm my nerves. I looked around my surroundings and the room was perfectly aligned. The way the light hit through the window, it was a natural alarm. She had pictures of all her adventures, and post cards of the places I assumed she had travel too. I laid in bed one more time and the smell of coffee was in her sheets. There was nothing more delicious than freshly made coffee. The scent was natural in that room.

"I have your clothes. And I'm so sorry Emma. I had no idea, you just… please let me make it up to you. I would of never done it if I didn't know. You just seemed so-"

"Its okay Regina. If I wouldn't f wanted it, I wouldn't of done it. You must of activated a trigger in me to make me want you that bad."

Regina smiled and blushed. Even in the morning, she looked so perfect. She had a perfectly toned body and flawless skin.

"Did I at least enjoy is?" I asked as Regina nodded and get more red.

"Well… maybe you can tell me about it over breakfast?"

"You mean…."

"I mean im starving. And since I have no memory of last night, I could use some of those pastries I saw on the lounge."

Regina walked me downstairs and there was already traffic in the store waiting for their drinks.

"It's a normal café shop during the day Miss Swan." Regina answered my question as I questioned myself. I sat in the corner again and a man came over, quite handsome. Tall, dark hair and mysterious.

"Good morning beautiful ladies, what can I get for you this morning?"

"Oh your Irish?"

"Right I am, love. And you are?"

"Killian…. This is Emma. She is visiting town."

"Pardon me Regina, I didn't know she was with you."

"No! no…. Regina is… showing me around today right?" I smiled, but felt completely attracted to the Irish man taking my order, however i could tell it bothered Regina.

"Just a cup of coffee."

"Of course" He smiled and winked.

"The usual miss Mills?" Regina nodded as the man walked away but turned around a few times to smile back at me.

"So ill be showing you around you say?"

"Oh… no…. im sorry…. I- I didn't know what to say so that was the first thing that came into my head."

"Oh…" she lowered her head and silence took over. I didn't know exactly what to say? I didn't think id wake up next to a woman this morning. But she looked so innocent, the moment I said no she had puppy eyes and I suddenly felt horrible for denying her.

"Maybe you can help me get back to Grannys? I don't remember the way and I left my car parked a few blocks away."

She instantly smiled and I couldn't help but laugh at her smile. She looked like a child who had just given permission to play with a new toy. I was her new toy.