A/N: For the guest who reviewed saying that it wasn't possible for Henry to be the product of Emma and Regina's true Love I say clearly you don't have an understanding of what True Love's magic can do! It is the most powerful magic there is and can most definitely create a boy if that is the gender they most desire to have. Sorry about the long wait for this chapter but I have a lot going on at the moment with my family but I will do my best to make regular updates…
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Chapter 2:
Emma after hearing that Regina might only be staying for a short while motioned for them to go for a walk as they continued to talk and get to know one another. They had walked to the local park close to the café where Emma worked and sat on a park bench to continue their conversation. Emma then turned to face Regina to say "well while you are here would you like me to show you around?" Regina looked deep into Emma's eyes while she came up a response to Emma's question.
For she wasn't sure she should take her up on the offer, but at the same time her heart and body was screaming at her to say yes. So Regina proceeded to tell Emma "that would be wonderful! What days do you have off?" "I actually have the next couple days off." Emma replied. "We should check out the famous chocolate shop, or we can go to Fenway Park and watch a game of baseball? Or how about the museum of fine arts? Perhaps the Boston tea party museum?" babbled Emma her obvious nerves showing in her rush to give ideas to Regina as to where they could go to see the many sights that Boston has to offer.
"They all sound great Emma how about we give them ago tomorrow? Will 8am be too early for you?" said Regina when she could see that Emma had taken a breath after her babble fest. "Usually yes, but for you I can make an exception "Emma responded with a slight smirk on her face.
"How about we go for dinner down the north end? I hear there is a great Italian restaurant." Emma asks Regina. "Sounds great I could do with some lasagna." Was Regina's reply. Regina calls for a taxi and her and Emma head down to the North End for dinner at the Italian restaurant there.
Once there Regina pays for the taxi and Emma and Regina walk into the restaurant. They are greeted by a host who directs them to a nice table for two by the window in the left back corner. The waiter came to take their orders. Regina ordered the lasagna with a glass of Pinot Noir, While Emma ordered the spaghetti and meatballs with a glass of coke.
"How long have you been in Boston for?" asks Regina as she strikes up the conversation ball once the waiter has left to sort out their order. "About 2 months so far, why do you ask?" replied Emma as she munches on a bread stick. "You do realize that you will ruin your dinner if you eat too many of those." Sassed Regina, ignoring the question, as she hasn't a clue as to why she feels so compelled to know so much about the young blonde sitting opposite her.
Seeing as how Emma isn't her usual type, she normally goes for men. Not that she hasn't been involved with women before, but that was during her Evil Queen days. When Regina would give in to here every desire, allow her anger and rage control her actions. If the person she was interested in, didn't reciprocate her desire she would simply rip out their hearts and make them comply with her wishes.
Ever since she cast the dark curse her intense need for revenge had slowly dimmed in the last 17yrs. Having the day repeat itself over and over was beginning to get to her. Her need to enact vengeance on Snow White was dimming. Needless to say she still hated her former stepdaughter and was worried about the prophecy of the savior coming to Storybrooke to break her curse still lingered on her mind.
Regina's eyes would roam over Emma's body whenever she thought Emma wasn't looking. She would stare at Emma's lips, as Emma would continue to eat the bread sticks on the table while they wait for their meals to be ready. Emma could tell that the older woman found her attractive, even might find her interesting if what her body language and facial expressions where telling her.
Emma happened to catch Regina staring at her lips; Regina's cheeks had begun to blush as she noticed she had been caught. Regina then looked up into Emma's eyes she noticed just how green they were finding her lost in their depths. They continued to stare into each other's eyes until the waiter returned with their drink orders. Regina held the stem of her wine glass slightly swirling the red liquid within so as to appreciate the bouquet of the wine, before she proceeded to take a small sip of the wine.
A smile spread across her face as the delicious taste of the Pinot hit her taste buds. Emma watched her fascinated with Regina's smile as it lights up her face making her seem years younger than she is. The waiter comes back with their meals and Emma picks up their conversation again. "What is your favorite color?" asked Emma. "Well it depends really, I do prefer to wear black with red splashed in on occasion, but I am more inclined to purple. How about you? Responded Regina, with a thoughtful look upon her face. "I'd have to say blue, but I am partial to red myself." Said Emma enthusiastically. "If you could visit any place in the world where would it be?" inquired Emma.
"I've heard Australia is a great place to visit, so maybe Australia? That is if I get the chance to go on another vacation." Regina replied in wonder at the mere possibility, her facial expression showing a slight sadness in contrast to her tone of voice. Regina in her heart would really love to travel the world, but knew in the face of her reality that it could never happen as it isn't a wise idea for her to travel to far away from Storybrooke for too long.
The time she is already going to be away from there is already stretching the limit. For she has no idea how here being away from the town where her curse she had casted had taken the various member of the Enchanted Forest too. "Why wouldn't you be able to go there?" Emma asked Regina feeling a little confused as why Regina couldn't do exactly that.
"I am the mayor of Storybrooke and it wouldn't be wise of me to leave the town for too long as there isn't anyone else who can run the town as well as I can. My assistant is currently handling things for me while I am here in Boston. It wouldn't be fair to me to just leave her stranded to do the job by herself. "
"She calls me every morning to check in and to confirm with me what needs to be done on the agenda as it is." Replies Regina she knows she hasn't told the whole truth but is as truthful as she can explain without having to divulge the details of fairy tales being true and that she is the Evil Queen who cast a curse that brought the most famous of fairy-tale characters along with her to Storybrooke.
Emma's self-proclaimed superpower of being able to spot a lie a mile away told her that what Regina was saying wasn't the entire truth, but Emma chooses to ignore it. She figures that the beautiful woman in front of her is keeping the full details to herself for a reason. Emma believes that Regina will explain it to her in time; all she has to do is wait for that to occur.
It most likely won't be anytime soon, but Emma is keen to wait however long it may take. For even though Emma has only just met Regina she can already feel a strong connection to the woman. "Well hopefully one day you might be able to?" says Emma. Regina chuckles lightly at the wishful thinking on Emma's behalf.
"I sincerely hope so as well, but with my luck it is highly unlikely." Sighed Regina. They continue to eat their meal quietly for a few moments, until Regina speaks up again to ask. "What do you like the most about yourself?" Emma looks up into Regina's eyes when the question reaches her mind. Emma isn't quite sure where this question is leading.
But is determined to answer with as much confidence she can muster as Emma really wants to be able to have the chance to kiss Regina at the end of the night. As Emma has wanted to do so since meeting her earlier in the day while at work. "Hmm I'd have to say that I like my ability to tell if someone is lying to me, I guess you can say I like that I can read others well. Be able to get an idea of what people are all about, makes it easier for me to get to know the person I am conversing with." "How about you?" "I suppose my ability to get things done, when they are required to be done well, I can get it done with minimal effort and hassle." Was Regina's reply, doing her best not to sound arrogant or to seem too self-depreciating.
They both fall into silence once again as they eat their respective meals. Regina, once she has finished her meal picks up napkin and wipes her mouth. "I would of thought you would have said you liked your hair or your athleticism. As I would most definitely say that you have beautiful hair and body." Regina complimented Emma. "Well I could say the same about you Regina, as you very much have beautiful hair, and the most kissable lips I have ever seen." Emma flirted back, making sure to look down at the aforementioned lips for emphasis. "Why thank you dear, that was a lovely thing to say." Regina said with a satisfied smirk on her face. "Did you want to share a dessert? Maybe the tiramisu?" blurted out Emma in a rush to hopefully get the opportunity to stare at Regina's lips more. "That sounds lovely." Emma gets the attention of the waiter who was discretely clearing their table.
Emma told the waiter their dessert order, and the waiter nodded in her direction. The waiter left with their plates and empty glasses and returned with their dessertspoons and side plates so they could share like they planned. Then quickly left them to retrieve the tiramisu for them. The waiter placed the tiramisu in between the two women, it is clear that the chef has gone to great lengths to make it look so tantalizing that both women were impressed when it was on the table.
Both Emma and Regina would stare at each other as they consumed the dessert in front of them Regina making sure to make licking her spoon like some erotic sport, as far as Emma was concerned that was what it looked like to her. And if it were possible she would had won the gold medal as Emma couldn't help but try to not drool all over her own spoon and plate while watching Regina enjoy her portion of the tiramisu. Once they finished their dessert, Regina got the waiter's attention so as to get the check. The waiter brought the check over to the table and Regina picked it up took a single glance and promptly paid for their meal and left a generous tip for the waiter.
Both Regina and Emma left the table, continuing to look at each other. They were both feeling that the date went well and were both anticipating the first kiss. They walked outside the restaurant and stood facing each other on the footpath intensely looking into each other's eyes. Each inching closer together until they were only a couple of centimeters apart.
They could feel, and taste each other's breathe they were that close. Regina pressed her lips to Emma's loving the lingering taste of the tiramisu they had only just finished eating, Emma kissed back melding her lips to Regina's in tandem to hers. Emma swept her tongue against Regina's bottom lip seeking to deepen the kiss. Regina opened her mouth eagerly allowing their tongues to explore each other's mouth. Regina placed one hand in Emma's hair pulling her tighter to her. Regina couldn't remember ever being kissed so intensely, nor with so much passion as she was with Emma.
Her stolen kisses with Daniel where never this intense and weren't ever this passionate. They only parted when the need for air became apparently necessary. A few seconds later Emma kissed Regina again, as she couldn't get enough of how Regina tasted. Emma could taste the lingering of the tiramisu, but could also taste a hint of apples and cinnamon, making it so much sweeter.
Regina could taste chocolate and vanilla amongst the flavoring of the remaining tiramisu that still lingered. Regina couldn't figure out why she could taste the chocolate and vanilla, as they weren't the typical flavor to be able to sense when kissing. Once again they only parted when air became an issue once more. By this point both women had a hand in each other's hair and Emma had even dared to put one hand Regina's waist, she would've liked to have let it drift further south but didn't want to risk getting slapped or pushed away.
Emma didn't mind one bit that Regina had actually managed to get her other hand to cup one off Emma's arse cheeks at all. In fact she was rather enjoying the sensation. It was telling her she must be a good enough kisser to get that reaction from the older woman. Emma even had a cocky grin on her face. Feeling quite smug, and pleased with herself.
Regina very much enjoyed having Emma pressed up against her as it was. She really didn't want to have to pull away and call it a night but it would be far too presumptuous of her to take it any further on the first date. Regina knew that they would be seeing each other again tomorrow as they had sightseeing planned. Regina reluctantly pulled away from Emma and turned to call a cab.
The taxi arrived Regina exchanged numbers with Emma with one last kiss on her lips telling Emma that she would see her tomorrow morning bright and early. Emma told her she looked forward to it. Emma stayed on the footpath as she watched Regina's taxi drive away to take Regina to her hotel. Before Emma turned and began walking back to her tiny apartment for the night a big smile on her face. Emma only lived a couple of blocks away and quickly walked so as to get home to prepare for the next day. As soon as she walked in the door to her apartment she sent a text message to Regina letting her know how much she enjoyed herself tonight and wished her a good night's rest.
Regina read the text message as she was just getting under the covers of the bed in her swanky hotel. The smile on her face was genuine and was so wide it managed to reach her eyes. She sent a responding text also saying how much she enjoyed herself also. With that firmly in her mind pulled the covers over her and snuggled into the pillow as she drifted off to sleep, Emma was on her mind.