Quick thank you to Melis my beta angel & also guys I know this one is short but it's a set up for the next part thank you enjoy Xx
Chapter 2: Brunch
Half asleep Regina feels soft pecks traveling down on the back of her neck as a warm hand slides up the front of her black silk camisole, caressing her toned stomach.
She gives a bright smile, turning her body to Robin, sleepy coffee colored eyes locking into his sapphire ones. She lets out a satisfied hmm when he cups her rest and brushes her plump lips against his. He starts tracing his tongue across her bottom lip, seeking entry, and deepens the kiss after gaining a light moan from her.
Robin breaks the kiss with a small pop as he starts climbing on top of the brunette beauty, taking his time to admire her. She is completely bare of any makeup, her cheeks and lips flushed, hair all messy. She couldn't look more beautiful than this if she tried.
Tucking a few wild strands of hair behind her ear and off her forehead, he kisses her lips one more time, wet and soft. "Good morning, beautiful."
"A very good morning." Regina bits back a smile, turning a light shade of pink. She tilts her hips to give a little grind against his growing budge.
Robin flashes his dimples at her. "I think we can make it better." He whispers.
"Oh really?" She asks, raising a perfectly shaped brow at him.
Robin nods and leans in for a more heated kiss when they hear a knock on the door. He motions her to stay quite, "If we ignore them, they'll go away." He whispers as he starts leaving a trail of wet kisses down on her neck and chest.
Another knock at the door.
Regina glances at the door and then back at Robin. "Babe, I don't think they're going away."
"I can see that." Robin complains. He climbs off the bed, grabbing his pillow and playfully tossing it at her. When he looks back, her mouth is slightly open, due to the shock that's written in her face. Letting out a chuckle, he goes to open the door.
Richard is standing on the other side of the door, leaning against the frame, reading his paper. Not really paying attention, he lifts his hand, ready to knock again until he's interrupted by Robin's clearing his throat.
Looking up from his paper, he quickly folds it and tucks it under his arm. "Good morning, your mother sent me to make sure you didn't forget about the plans for brunch." And he adds a little dramatically. "Move your arse or we'll be late for our reservation."
Robin laughs at the quip and says they'll be ready shortly. He lets out a defeated sigh and closes the door. Regina is already out of the bed and she's walking to him with a playful pout.
"I completely forgot about the brunch." He explains as he pulls her into his arms, breathing in her unique scent of vanilla and apples. "You know, this is your fault. You insisted they stay with us the whole weekend, I could be rocking your world right about now."
"Well, I could have been rocking yours last night if you weren't talking to your mother all night." She shoots back as she slips out of his arms. Walking to the closet, she pulls out a soft lilac shirt with gray pants.
"What was that about?" She asks. She heads to the bathroom and leaves the door ajar before turning the shower on.
Robin walks over to his night stand, opens the drawer and pulls out the ring. Grinning from ear to ear, he toys with it. "Oh you know.." He tosses it back as the shower door closes. "stuff and.." His smile quickly fades when he remembers the other part of the conversation he had last night. The job offer. In Tuscany.
He looks back towards the bathroom where Regina is showering, blissfully unaware of everything. Letting out a deep breath, he runs his hand through his hair.
Shit.
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They arrive at "Spot" at 11:15, much to Cora's persistence of being punctual. She leads them straight to the hostess and ignores the crowd waiting to be seated. "Reservation for Locksley." She says, eyeing the small blonde who resembles the cartoon of version of Tinker Bell. After looking at her iPad for a moment, she smiles and asks them to follow her.
Regina is in complete awe when they get in. She tugs on Robin's grey button down shirt, moving closer to him and practically pulling his arm off in the process. "Do you know what this place is?!" She lets out in barely a whisper.
Robin gives her a confused look, shaking his head.
"It's the most exclusive restaurant in downtown Manhattan right now, you have to make your reservation months in advance." She says, her coffee eyes now wide with excitement. "I've been trying to get in here for forever, how did your mom manage it?"
With that Robin just smiles and places his hand on her back. "Never underestimate the power of Cora Locksley."
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Once they're seated, Robin finally has a chance to take in the place. It looks very modern. The walls are crisp white while the flooring is dark wood, all seats are covered with black leather. Glass tables are paired with stainless steel legs, but the focus of the room is a black and white spotted marble fireplace that crowns the back wall. Somehow, this place a seems familiar to him but he can't quite put a finger to it.
"Robin?" Regina calls his name, interrupting his thoughts.
"What would you like to drink, dear?" Cora asks lazily, clearly for the second time, motioning to the waiter who is looking at him curiously.
Massaging the bridge of his nose, he addresses to the waiter. "Coffee, please."
The waiter hands the menus out and leaves with the promise of coming back with the drinks.
"So, what looks good?" Richard asks Regina who is currently studying the menu.
"The insanity burger seems to be calling my name." Regina joke, holding her stomach to keep it from growling.
Both men chuckle.
"It's a bit early for burger, don't you think?" Cora asks matter of factly. "But that sounds delicious," She says looking through her menu over her glasses. Then she smiles at Regina. "I think I'll have the same."
As they hand back the menus and give their orders, Richard notices a particular ring missing from his wife's hand. "Darling, where's your engagement ring?" He asks, grabbing the attention.
Giving her husband a little kick under the table, Cora looks at Robin, before deciding to tell a little white lie to her husband. "Well, dear, I took it off while washing up, placed them on the lip of the sink and it slipped down the drain." She explains nonchalantly, knowing that she'll tell her husband the truth when they're alone.
"Oh, Cora, I'm so sorry. Why didn't you say something? We could have called the plumber." Regina says, looking between Robin, who is nodding his head in agreement, and Cora, with worry written all over her face.
Cora holds up her hand. "It's really okay dear, besides, it gives Richard a reason to just buy me a bigger one." She jokes, winking at her husband.
"How is everything going over here?" A familiar female voice comes from behind the table.
"Cru!" Cora practically yells, getting up to hug her old friend.
Of course, Robin thinks to himself as the older blonde makes her way over to him "Robbie! Ugh, you've grown so much and become even more handsome." She says, pinching his cheeks.
"Nice to see you too, Auntie Cru." He says, looking over to Regina, who's holding back a laugh as he introduces them.
"Be sure to hold on to him, he's a good one." Cruella says to Regina, giving her a kind smile.
"Oh, I'll be sure to hold on to Robbie." She laughs.
All Robin can do is roll his eyes and groan. "You're never going to let me live that down, are you?" He asks, leaning towards her as they sit back down.
She gives him a small peck on the lips. "Not in a million years."
"Fine place you got here, Cruella." Richard compliments as he pulls out the chair for her to sit.
"Yes, thank you, Richard. I'm thinking about opening another one in LA as well, maybe a chain of some sorts. Speaking of which, I saw the photos of the villa in the email you sent me Cora. It's absolutely gorgeous! The architect that you find will have their work cut out for them."
Robin's heart begins to race as he nervously shifts in his seat. He hasn't found a way to tell Regina yet, and this is definitely not a good moment for that.
"... though how long do you estimate the project to last. Two years? Two years in Italy, you can sign me up." Cruella gives out a laugh before pouring herself a glass of San Pellegrino.
"Actually, I have one lined up already," Cora states looking at Robin with sheer pride. "Robin will be working on this project. After all, he is the best in the business. You should see the work he did on that house in Brooklyn."
Cruella is the first to congratulate him.
As expected, Regina is staring at him, lost for words, knitting her brows in confusion, looking at Cora. "I'm sorry, where did you say the villa was?"
"Tuscany."
"Italy, Tuscany?"
Giving an amused laugh, "Yes dear, I believe that's the one. It's a great opportunity for Robin, don't you think? You must be proud of him." Cora says, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Very." Regina says.
Although she gives him a bright smile, Robin could see right through her. He can see the slight hint of hurt in her eyes. He knows this is far from over.
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Thoughts? And don't worry I'm writing the third part right now ;)