A/N-Thank you Bekki for being a beta for this story. I can't tell you how much I have enjoyed bouncing ideas off you and seeing your reaction.#LSQ. And I want to thank all those who read, follow, fav and especially review. I appreciate the reviews as I for one know how hard it is to know what to say. So I do thank you greatly!


Killian and Robin arrived at Lapa's shortly after, as soon as they walked in Robin started scanning the crowd for the lovely Regina. He was having a hard time of looking for her, because as soon as they had walked in they were surrounded by adoring females who wanted pictures with them. Finally, Killian was able to get most of them away so that Robin could continue his search.

It didn't take him long once he was near the dance floor, there she was, dancing with David Nolan.

She was a free spirit.

He watched as she danced and swayed her hips with Nolan. She stood out like a single slender poppy in a bouquet of white roses. She had on a pair of peep toe pumps with lace up ankle straps. She had on a dress that had a pleated bodice, it criss crossed over her chest, and revealed the V of her chest, just enough to show a hint of her breasts.

The dress cried look at me.

Her red lips shouted kiss me.

Her skin looked so soft, he could almost feel the texture against his palms and taste the smoothness of her throat under his lips. Everything about her made him think of strawberries.

As he watched, those lips curved into an evil sexy smile. An explosion of raw sexual heat burned through his body and the intensity of that reaction shocked him to his core. Her raw sex appeal jarred in the atmosphere of rigid restraint and Robin wondered how the other men in the club were not beating up Nolan to get to her.

"So what's the game plan?" Killian asked as he came back to Robin's side.

"I need to get her alone without Nolan there," Robin said.

"Ah, well let me see what I can do," Killian said as he went over to a group of women and then Robin watched as the women walked up to Nolan and distracted him as there were so many.

Robin watched as Regina smiled and made her way to one of the balconies of the club, over looking the city. Robin saw his chance and quickly took it.

He walked through the doors and saw her leaning up against the balcony rail as she had her head thrown back and enjoying the night air. He closed the doors behind him, blocking some of the music from the club out.

"You loose your groupies?" She asked as she turned around. "Oh, it's you."

"Expecting someone else?" Robin asked.

"I was, but it seems he has other ideas," Regina laughed softly.

"His loss," Robin said as he walked over to her, standing only inches from her.

"It that so?" Regina asked as she bit her lower lip gently, her action causing Robin to think all sort of thoughts. "What are you doing out here?"

"I saw you walk out and wanted to speak with you," Robin answered.

"Pretty brazen of you," Regina said.

"You don't get anywhere in life by holding yourself back," Robin said, his words reflecting his life in many ways. The way he played volleyball and the way he went at life. "Isn't that the way to be?"

"So when you see something you want, you go after it," Regina said.

Robin smiled and nodded, there was something about her, something that drew him towards her. It was hard to explain, but it almost felt like he knew her already, like they shared a past life together.

"So what do you want?" Regina asked, smiling as Robin smirked.

"How about a drink?" Robin asked.

Regina let out a laugh at him, then replied, "Well I don't normally drink, but I think I can make an exception since I ran into you."

"Then tell me what you would like to drink," Robin said with a smile. He couldn't believe his luck that she was agreeable to this.

"No." Regina said.

"No?" Robin asked, now he was confused by her sudden change. Was he coming on too fresh?

"I don't know you, so we can go to the bar together," Regina said.

"Fair enough," Robin said as he went to the door and opened it for her, she smiled as she slowly started to walk back into the club. The music was cranked back up as they made their way to the bar, once there Regina ordered her drink, as did Robin.

"So, I didn't catch your name," Regina said as they waited for their drinks.

"Robin, Robin Locksley," Robin answered as just then a woman came up to Robin.

"Can I please have a photo with you? I'm a huge fan," she said as Robin smiled at Regina before turning to the woman and nodding his head. After the picture was taken, she asked for a hug, which he gladly gave to her, causing her to squeal as she walked away. Their drinks arrived with Robin paying for them.

"Oh please Robin, can I have one photo as well?" another female asked, and another and another.

"Let me guess," Regina said as Robin turned back to her, raising his eyebrow at her, "Boy band?" She asked as she took a sip of her drink.

Robin let out a chuckle at her guess of who he was, "No, I'm afraid that ship sailed a long time ago."

"So who are you then?" Regina asked as she tilted her head one way then the other to look at him, "You don't strike me an actor."

"No, I'm not an actor," Robin said as he continued to be fascinated by her.

"So I take it you're not a politician, as it seems you are liked," Regina said, "At least by the female sex but that isn't saying much."

"No, I would never get into politics," Robin commented.

"So, since you're in Rio right now, and seemed to be stared at and having strange women come up to you, I'm going to say you're an athlete competing in the Olympics then?" Regina asked.

Robin smirked at her way of putting her question to him, „That would be correct. Would you mind coming back out onto the balcony with me to have our drinks? It's a little loud in here."

They made their way back out onto the balcony. Regina was overly aware of the big warm man standing so close behind her she could feel the brush of his jeans against her backside every step she took. His hands had skimmed her shoulders as they had made their way back onto the balcony.

"You don't have to fidget with me, you look beautiful," Robin said, his breath brushing her chandelier earrings against her bare skin.

"Thanks," she said dryly. But she could hardly tell him the fidgets were all his doing.

Regina rested an arm against the railing as Robin did the same with them facing one another.

"And your name is Regina Mills, correct?" Robin asked.

"Yes," Regina answered.

"And you're a figure skater," Robin commented, as if he didn't know already.

"You've done your homework," Regina said.

"Indeed, so why not tell me something about you that I don't know," Robin said as he took a swallow of his drink.

"Hmm, well how about the time I was dared to ice skate naked," Regina said as Robin choked on his drink.

"You took off your clothes and ice skated?" Robin asked.

The husky timbre of his voice gave her a pause before she cleared her throat and explained. "It was a few years ago, before the age of video cameras in cell phones," Regina said. She knew if that had ever been filmed, her career along with Daniel's would have ended.

The slightly haunted look in his eyes disappeared. "You like being dared to do something?"

"Occasionally," Regina answered.

"You were a daredevil," Robin said with a smirk.

"Hardly. I was the perfect child. Studious, polite, a pleaser. I took dance and ice skating lessons for years because Mother wanted me to, even though I had two left feet. In compensation, when I did have my moments, I made the most of them, usually in front of everyone who was around," Regina said.

"Regina, who is your new friend?" August asked as he walked out

"Oh, August Booth, this is Robin Locksley, Robin Locksley this is a dear friend of mine, August Booth," Regina introduced the two men.

"So how do you know Regina," August said as he shook Robin's hand.

"We...uh ran into one another earlier," Robin answered. He could tell the man was protective of Regina, but it didn't feel like the man had any other intentions other than just one of being friendly.

"Is that so?" August asked as the two men sized each other up.

"Go check on David, August," Regina said as August turned to look at Regina.

"Regina," August began.

"I'm fine, now run along like a good little puppet," Regina said as she walked up to August and kissed him on the cheek. She leaned in and whispered into his ear, "I'm intrigued by this guy already, plus he has a nice ass."

August chuckled as he gave her a smile and turned and walked off the balcony.

"Someone has a fan," Robin commented as she turned back to look at him.

"Sometimes," Regina said, she watched as he walked to stand only inches from her.

"He's just one of many, the bartender and practically every guy in the club think you look downright gorgeous. And you know what?" Robin asked as he put his mouth to her ear, his breath was on her skin again.

Regina was starting to feel so dizzy from the effects of his voice, skimming her ear she was amazed she had the ability to speak. "What?"

"They all have a point," Robin said. His imagination was working overtime, as he pictured her earlier words about skating naked, and as for her perfume...it had his nostrils flaring like a horse in heat every time she moved.

He remembered walking to the bar and back to the balcony, he had seen the way over a dozen men had been checking her out, and the look in their eyes was creating a red mist behind his.

He had moved closer to her, putting his hands on her shoulders as they had walked back here. Her hair had spilled over his fingers, silky soft. His thumbs had rested against the back of her warm back. The fact that those other men with room keys burning holes in their pockets might consider his touch some kind of bran was their problem.

And possibly, he admitted, his.

"So how long are you in Rio for?" Robin asked, as this was only day one of the Olympics.

"For about two more weeks, then we're flying back," Regina answered.

"Back to training and all that fun stuff?" Robin asked.

"Exactly," Regina said.

They talked for a few more minutes until August came back out and told Regina they were heading back to the apartment, Robin offered to escort her back but she politely refused.

"I'm sorry, we came together and I really should go back with them," Regina said.

"Are you staying with them?" Robin asked.

"Yes, we've all known one another pretty much our whole lives," Regina answered.

"I see," Robin said, not wanting her to leave, but understanding that she had to. "When can I see you again?"

Regina smiled at his inquiry, "I'll see you around, I'm sure."

Robin smirked at her, his dimples apparent as he did so. He took out his phone and asked, "Can I get your number?"

"No," Regina answered.

"No?" Robin asked, he had thought things were going beautifully with them.

"But, I'll take yours," Regina said as she brought out her own phone and Robin smiled as he put himself in her contact list.

"Can I escort you back to your friends, milady?" Robin asked.

"Yes, you can," Regina answered as they started making their way back to the front of the club where David and August were surrounded by lots of women, who were taking photos of the two.

The crowd bumped and jostled. Then out of nowhere lumbered a guy carrying a tray of beers who looked as if he'd drunk a keg by himself already that night. Instinctively Robin slid an arm around Regina's slight waist and lifted her bodily to one side. She squeaked as she avoided having a cup of beer spilled over her in its entirety by about a hair's breath.

He found a space to the side and let her down slowly until her feet were on the floor. His breath came heavily. Then again, so did hers. Her chest lifting and falling, her lips slightly parted. A wisp of hair was stuck to her cheek. He casually swept the strand back into place, tucking it behind her ear. But there was nothing casual about the sudden burst of energy that coursed through his finger, as if he'd had an electric shock. Her eyes were locked on his, those oh so lovely dark eyes. He folded his fingers into his palm to keep them from reaching out and bringing her face towards his to kiss those oh so tempting lips of hers.

He pictured it now. Her skin glistening on the bed, her under him. Her thighs spread wide as he made love to her. Her tongue sliding between her lips as she moaned and groaned out the pleasure he was giving to her.

He'd never felt himself grow so hard so fast.

He couldn't help himself, he felt his head start to lower, and she didn't seem to be moving from him. He let his own tongue slip out as he was only inches from those lips...

"Regina!" David called out to her as she turned and waved at him.

"I better go," Regina said as she moved from him and started to make her way to her friends.

He watched her go, and was surprised when she turned back around, "Oh and Locksley, watch out for the Germans tomorrow in your match, especially Bockermann. He's a beast in the set, but should be no match for the Lucky Arrow." She laughed softly as she walked over to her friends, David took her hand and they walked out of the club.

Robin smiled as he realized she had always known who he really was. She knew who his opponent was tomorrow, she was definitely a woman after his own heart.

He felt a hand touch his shoulder and turned to see Killian standing there with a smile on his face. "So I take it things went well with the lass?"

"It went very well, Killian, very well indeed," Robin said as he hope that tomorrow he might have a certain fan in the stands watching his match.

Time would tell.


A/N-Can anyone guess who I based David's character off from the Rio Olympics?

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