Secret Affairs

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Secret Affairs: Chapter Two

From far away, Ruby watched the two women get closer and closer to one another. She had known Regina Mills for quite a while now, but never before had a a smile been more genuine on her face. She was laughing at something Emma said, her eyes closed and her head gently bent on one side. Her laugh sounded sincere and filled the room. Emma was somehow blushing and observing Regina from underneath her long lashes. They were two peculiar creatures. Emma was tall and goofy, one arm on the counter holding her chin up and a beer in her other hand. She had a clumsy posture and her long blonde hair were in a messy ponytail. Regina, beside her, was the complete opposite. Her lipstick was on point, perfect on her perfect lips. She was sitting straight on the stool, her shoulders pulled back. Her hands where in her lap and from time to time reached for the glass of wine placed in front of her on the counter.

Ruby had never seen something like that. Regina had never been so at ease with someone, she always looked so… what was the word Granny always used? Constipated. The Mayor was always nervous and in a rush. Except for that night. As soon as her eyes had laid on the blonde, it was like time had stopped for Regina. Suddenly, she slowed down and stayed a bit longer in the diner. Emma on the other hand, Ruby did not know well. In the past few days she had been sharing a lot of stories and funny anecdotes about her life but always kept a certain distance. Something in her green eyen spoke hurt and loneliness. But in that moment, sitting side by side with Regina, Ruby saw a different Emma.

They were two sides of the same coin. Complete opposite. Somehow, as soon as they laid eyes on each other, Ruby could swear she saw fire. Real flames coming from brown and green eyes, from darkness and light.

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"Another one!" Emma shouted from the other side of the room. Ruby nodded and grabbed her a beer with a smile.

"That's some very nice manners you have, miss Swan." Regina watched the blonde take a sip of her new beer.

"I'm way too drunk to be nice." Emma slurred.

"Would you be nicer if sober?" Regina had something in her eyes. Something Emma had not seen for a long time. It was like every word that came from her mouth was a challenge to the blonde, spoken just to push her to the limit. The woman felt like a true magnet and Emma could not help but gravitate towards her more and more.

"I'll tell you a secret Madame Mayor." Emma whispered seriously. Regina leaned into her and waited for Emma to speak. But nothing came from Emma's mouth. Her eyes were fixated on Regina's lips, slightly parted. The woman was breathing slowly and Emma could smell her sweet perfume. She was so distracting. What was she saying again?

"I think I drank too much wine." Regina said suddenly, putting some space between them. Her head was spinning fast.

Emma felt cold air around her where Regina stood before. She didn't seem to find any words in her throat so she simply stared at the woman next to her. So many questions filled her head, she felt powerless. Never before had she felt such attraction for someone else in her life. Neal was something, he had for sure been something. But she was young. She was stupid. After him, no one ever made her feel something.

Until now. This woman was suddenly too much. Too much perfume, too much beauty, too much… Too much beer, definitely. Her head was spinning and it was not all this woman's fault. Regina was looking at her, smiling and patiently waiting. Her eyes were again, too much.

"Miss Swan, I hope you're much more eloquent during your working hours." She said very quickly. Maybe she was scared her words would disappear if she didn't speak them fast enough. Emma's mind was working slower than usual.

"You are so pretty." Was everything she could answer.

Emma didn't have time to regret her words because Regina's cheeks were already turning dark red, again, just like when a couple of minutes earlier she had moved away from Emma. She smiled shyly and lowered her head.

"What's this secret you were willing to share a little while ago?" She asked, lips resting on her wine glass.

Emma stared as a hint of pink tongue came in sight from the mayor's lips and held her breath.

"I… Hum..."

"I reckon there is an unhealthy amount of alcohol in your system, Miss Swan, and the same could be said of me. Maybe we should go home."

"You don't seem drunk." Was all Emma could say.

Regina laughed out loud.

"It has been years since I've been this inebriated, Miss. I simply don't show it." The dark haired woman laid one hand on Emma's leg and the blonde felt warmth irradiate to her whole body. Regina's smile was wide and friendly and suddenly Emma felt the urge to kiss her lips.

"I need to go." She said and she rushed to the back of the diner and up the stairs that led to her room.

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David looked at her from behind his desk as Emma entered the station. She was late.

"Hey. It's late." He mentioned, noticing her puffy eyes and messy hair. She looked pale and sleep-deprived.

"Sorry." She said, and went to hide behind her computer for the next six hours.

David breathed in deeply. Emma was going to be a hard person to deal with. It was enough for him to take care of Killian every day, he had no idea how to handle a blonde mess, too. If only for once life was easy. Only for once. David watched her work hard on her stuff for the whole afternoon, when suddenly Killian walked in the station.

"Mate, I've got news." He screamed and went to talk to David. After a few minutes someone else quietly walked into the room. The smell of apple and perfume reached Emma's nose who suddenly was very aware of the person in the room. David noticed how even before the Mayor had entered the room, Emma's head was already up scanning the room. When just ten minutes before Killian had walked in, Emma made no sign of even seeing the man. This time, Emma's eyes fell on the Mayor as soon as she entered.

"Madame Mayor." Killian greeted her with a wide smile and loud voice. Regina nodded with her head and handed a folder full of papers to David.

"I would like you to take care of this." She said quietly, her voice low and her eyes jumping from face to face. Her cheeks turned slightly red when her eyes met Emma's green ones, but she looked away.

David went through the folder and with his head pointed to the small kitchen in the station, silently asking Killian to follow him. Killian smiled to the Mayor, kissed the back of her hand and follower his boss in the other tiny room.

"You don't look pretty well, Miss Swan." Regina casually said to the deputy. Emma's eyes were fixated on the Mayor's face and Regina felt like she was watching right into her soul. Nobody had ever looked at her like that, like she had no other choice but look back. She wanted to look away but,discovered couldn't.

"Thanks." She answered with irony.

"Rough day?" Regina inquired.

"More like rough century." Emma lowered her eyes and looked at her hands.

"I'm not quite sure why you left the other night, Miss Swan."

Emma's green eyes met Regina's once again. Regina looked at her directly, she was not scared and did not look away.

"I'm not sure either."

They held each other's stare for a couple of minutes, before Emma spoke again.

"Would you like to come over to the diner tonight?"

Regina did not answer for a long time, as if she was pondering the words.

"If you're free of course." Emma quickly added.

"I think I can manage, Miss Swan." Regina answered and turned, walking slowly to the door. Emma couldn't help the smile on her lips.

"It will be late though, I need to put my son to bed first." Regina added, then left the room.

Son? Emma asked herself, the smile leaving her lips as fast as it came.

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"I don't think it's my place to tell you this kind of stuff." Ruby shouted from the tiny kitchen.

"Shut up, she could be here any minute!" Emma whispered loudly and smiled at the thought of Regina.

"Oh my gosh, stop day-dreaming, Emma." Emma blushed and accepted the beer Ruby was handing her.

"So, you're here since a week. How do you like Storybrooke so far?" Ruby had been a good friend since the first day. Emma enjoyed sharing a beer with her at the counter every evening before turning into her tiny room. Ruby understood when she felt like talking and when it was time to give Emma some space. Every evening, Ruby asked her how the day had been, how work was, and if she'd met someone new.

Right now, though, Emma was sure Ruby wanted to know just one information. Which of course regarded the Mayor of Storybrooke.

"It's not that bad." She said, looking away. She did not know how she felt. She knew she had given Ruby something to talk about the previous night, because obviously the girl had noticed how the two women had hit it off right the second Regina walked in. Emma appreciated Ruby's discretion. She did not ask directly; she just threw her some looks.

Plus, Emma never shared. She didn't share anything. She never had friends, except for August, who wasn't a real friend. He never asked questions and Emma never had to answer them.

"I'm glad." Ruby answered.

"She has a son." Emma said. Wait, maybe this was meant to be a question. Emma raised her eyebrows and watched the look of confusion on Ruby's face.

"Regina." Emma precised.

"I know. Again, Emma, It's not my place to tell. Ask her."

"I don't think I'll have the guts to ask her."

Ruby grinned widely. "Emma, I've seen you drunk every evening since you're here. Of course you'll have the guts to ask her."

Emma showed her the tongue and smiled. She was right. But what if…

Something changed in the air.

Emma heard the door of the diner open and a strong smell of apples and alcohol filled the room. She turned her head and saw her. Regina was wearing a black dress and a long coat. Her skin was white and shiny in comparison to the dark lipstick she was wearing on her lips. She smiled widely as she approached Emma.

"Hi." She said.

Emma stared at the woman.

"The more I see you the more loquacious you get, Miss Swan."

No one had ever called Emma "Miss Swan". It was a sweet privilege she allowed Regina and Regina only.

"You have a son." From behind the counter, Ruby slammed a hand to her forehead.

This woman truly had no game.

Slowly, Ruby handed Regina a glass of her favorite apple cider. It definitely was not the right night for wine.