For what seemed like an eternity, Regina finally opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Emma started to panic as Regina continued to say nothing, 'She doesn't feel the same. You've said too much. You idiot!' Emma cursed as she took a step backwards.
The minute's ticked by and still Regina said nothing. Sighing inwardly, Emma turned to leave. She deserved the right to know one way or another, but this was ridiculous. The blonde had almost reached the front door before she was pulled back. Emma looked over her shoulder and saw Regina standing behind her, holding her wrist.
"You can't just leave." Regina mumbled her eyes wide with worry.
"Why? You haven't said anything!" Emma snapped, half turning around. Her heart fluttered seeing the change in Regina.
"I can't," Regina whispered and Emma's hope soared. Even though Regina didn't say anything verbally, her body told a different story.
"Can't what?" Emma encouraged.
"I'm the Mayor. I have to lead a good example for the town," Regina continued softly.
"Screw the town! You deserve your happy ending!" Emma cried. Regina snapped her head towards at Emma and stared at her. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think no one is watching," Emma said with a sly smile.
The mayor's cheek burned bright pink. 'She's noticed.' Regina swore. 'How can she not? Your eyes are practically glued to her!' a voice commented. 'Maybe you should tell her. Just get it out of the way. Face the rejection or the happiest moment of your life.'
Regina bit her lip as her heart quickened. 'You are the Mayor of Storybrooke; you have an image to uphold. A straight image,' she sighed. 'Think of Henry, how he would react knowing both of his mothers' were dating,' Images of sweet innocent Henry came to mind. She couldn't put him through all that torment of being teased at school. 'Better to have a broken heart than no heart at all.' A familiar voice whispered and Daniel popped into her mind. 'And look how well that turned out for you,' she hissed.
"Regina?" Emma called softly. The brunette looked like she was about to say something but stopped herself. Once again Regina turned from Emma. "It's alright. It seems like you have a big decision to make but I won't push you into forcing to tell me before you are ready. Take your time," Emma said softly as she rested a hand on Regina's shoulder.
The gentle pressure on her shoulder from the blondes had grounded her in the moment. At the light reassuring touch, all she wanted to do at that moment was have that hand caress every part of her; her shoulder, her cheek, her waist, everywhere. Regina lifted her head to look at Emma, their eyes held for a moment before Regina stiffened. "It's a bit late to be driving home," she stated.
"Yeah, plus the rain is getting heavier, I think," Emma muttered, glancing out the window. "I'm so sick of the rain! I wish it would stop. " Emma grumbled.
"What would you have instead?" Regina asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.
"Snow," the blonde answered as her eyes lit up with excitement.
"Snow is cold," Regina said and shivered to prove a point.
"But it's also fun. You can build a snowman and have snowball fights or just admire the beauty of it. Rain is boring. You can't do anything except be shut up inside!" Emma explained passionately.
"You can stay in spare room. I'll just go quickly make the room up," Regina muttered and walked up the stairs. Emma half smiled watching Regina's figure before quickly following. As Emma neared the room, she saw Regina had already gotten clean sheets out and was making the bed.
"It takes half the time with two," Emma muttered as she moved around the bed. Regina smiled her thanks and they continued in silence. Once done, Regina went to leave, only to pause in the doorway.
"Well, goodnight," Regina said, looking over her shoulder.
"Good night, Regina," Emma replied.