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Here's chapter 3!

Escort Services: Chapter 3 - Road Trip

"Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me, don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me, like me, don't cha." Emma sung in tune with the song vibrating through the black SUV. Regina was tempted to repeatedly knock her head on the steering wheel out of desperation to block her ears from the so called 'singing' next to her. She groaned tiredly before rapidly turning the radio off.

"Hey! That's my song." Emma frowned at the Mayor's crude actions.

"And why doesn't that surprise me? Not only do I despise you in general but you calling yourself hot only results in me despising you even more." She grumbled while glancing at the blond next to her, however, preferred to keep her eyes focused on the long road ahead.

Emma quirked an eyebrow, "Hang on...so you don't think I'm hot?" She enquired with a perplexed expression.

Regina was lost in her own thoughts but was unfortunately still listening to the babbling blond next to her. "No, you are." The words mindlessly rolled off her tongue and her eyes immediately dilated at the realisation. She chanced a glance towards Emma and rolled her eyes when she observed the salacious smirk plastered across her face. "Oh god..." She groaned.

"Did the Regina Mills just admit that I'm hot?" Emma's voice pitched slightly while she brought a hand to her chest to emphasise her shock. The escort leaned further forward in her seat in an attempt to catch the Mayor's eye line which was presently focused on the road. Regina's lips tightened, she had decided to remain silent. However, inside she was incessantly scolding herself on how she let those words lips from her mouth. Now the woman's ego was going to be the size of the planet. Great, she thought with an irritated sigh.

Emma's shoulders deflated and she pouted while keeping her eyes on the Mayor. "Look, Regina it's ok to be shy or-" Emma's voice was drowned out by Justin Timberlake's Sexy back. Regina knew that turning the radio back on would keep her quiet. And it worked. Albeit Emma's poor singing of the song, Regina was left with her profound thoughts on how she was going to undertake telling the other Mayor's that she was now 'married'. She knew they probably wouldn't take it well as they would all complain about how they weren't invited to the wedding. Regina was pulled out of her reverie by the abrupt sensation of a pair of emerald orbs blatantly staring at her. She only now realised that the radio was turned off.

"Why don't you take a picture? It will last longer." She questioned bitterly with her eyes still focused on the road.

"You're actually quite pretty you know? But I think it's your antarctic exterior that makes it impossible to notice." Emma smile slightly at her conclusion of the Mayor. Regina gripped the steering wheel tighter, her hands radiating heat from the compliment. She failed to hide the pink shade that rose to her cheek. One thing that stumped Emma was that she was being brutally honest. The woman was rather stunning with her amazing body, perfectly done hair, glowing olive skin and her blood red plump lips.

"Did you achieve anything by stating that?" Regina spoke curtly, her posture becoming even more rigid. She pressed down harder on the accelerator. Emma threw her hands up in the air and rolled her eyes while shifting in her seat to face the straight and endless road.

"Why cant you just accept the compliment and say 'thank you' like a normal human being?" Emma sighed tiredly.

"Miss Swan, you do know we are driving in open land and I could easily dispose of your body without notice." She responded with a wicked smile. It sent chilling yet electrifying shivers down Emma's spine. She folded her arms across her dress along with her legs and raised her chin slightly seeking authority.

"That's it, I want a divorce. Judge Judy, I summon this divorce because of Irreconcilable differences." She huffed. Regina snorted with a small smile tugging at her lips.

"I second it. Besides I would never allow myself to marry someone..." she paused briefly while quickly looking Emma up and down, "like you..." She admitted. A disgusted expression appeared on her face at the mere thought of legally being married to Emma, let alone someone like her.

Emma raised an unimpressed eyebrow, "You just broke rule 5. You insulted me in regards to my job." She stated bluntly.

Regina's eyebrows furrowed at the accusation, "No, I didn't. I mentioned nothing about your job." She fought defensively.

"Uh yeah, well you were implying it when you were eyeing me as though I was like some sort of pervert who runs a child prostitute ring ." Emma remarked.

"I look at everyone like that...just maybe you a little more." Regina smirked sarcastically.

Emma relaxed into the seat and let out a heavy sigh. "I give up, you're impossible." She yawned exhaustingly and twirled the golden band laced with a row of diamonds around her wedding finger, the one Regina had given her. If she were completely honest, it was very beautiful. It wasn't long before her eyes fluttered close and she dozed off.

Regina remained silent while she gently tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. It wasn't long before she heard the woman next to her snore softly. She pulled her eyes from the road and glanced at the sleeping blond. Regina couldn't help but notice how peaceful she seemed in her slumber; the way gentle golden strands splayed across her face, her lips were parted slightly and the soft rise and fall of her body, her breathing quite placid and heavy. The Mayor chuckled softly at how when the escort was awake she was a nightmare but when she was unconscious she was rather likeable. She disliked being challenged by people, I mean she was the Mayor and no one would ever have the temerity to question her but Emma did and she oddly liked it, even encouraged it. But she didn't know why, that's what made her slightly anxious.

...

"This oddly feels like a road trip." Emma muttered while she began to stretch as much could in the passenger's seat having just awoken from her nap.

"Well this feels like a one way ticket to hell. Besides I was beginning to like you...when you were unconscious" Regina retorted sharply with her eyes still focused on the road.

Emma rolled her eyes lazily. She leaned forward and reached for her purse by her legs. She sat it on her lap and began to rummage through it in search of something she craved for at the moment. A smile broke out on her face as she lifted the small sealed plastic pocket filled with a grainy white powder. Regina was too distracted by her own exhaustion that she hadn't even been paying any attention to Emma.

"Regina, you are too uptight. You need to try this stuff." She shook the packet suggestively. Regina's eyes widened at the sight. A replusive expression consumed her features and Emma chuckled at her reaction.

"Is that drugs?!" She asked incredulously glancing back and forth between Emma and the road. Emma gave an impish grin towards the Mayor who furiously shook her head in disbelief. "Great. I have a 'wife' who is a fucking drug addict!" She exclaimed while rubbing her forehead. She did not need the extra stress at the moment.

Emma popped open the bag and searched for the little scoop. Regina watched her curiously and she realised what the woman was going to do. "No! You will not be on a high at the country club." She growled warningly. Emma rolled her eyes and scopped some of the powder before placing it on her tongue. The Mayor hit the steering wheel in frustration and annoyance. Emma laughed ecstatically at her hissy fit.

"Relax, it's not drugs. It's just wizz fizz." She clarified, she swore she could see Regina's heart slow down at the admission. However, that didn't stop her from glaring at the blond dangerously. Emma was so use to the glares that they didn't affect her anymore, actually they never did. "Do you want some?" Emma offered.

"No." Regina fired back instantaneously. Emma casually shrugged, the Mayor wasn't worthy of her powdered candy anyway. She shifted her position to face the brunette, "Since we are on the topic of drugs, do you want to hear an interesting theory I have?" Emma smiled while taking another mouthful of the sour candy.

"Do I have a choice?" She retaliated, her icy voice evident along with her cold demeanour.

"No." Emma retorted nonchalantly.

Regina rolled her eyes, "Go on then." She groaned.

"Well, you know the tale of Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs?." Emma started. She kept a close eye on Regina and noticed that she had indeed tensed up dramatically within a couple of seconds at the mention of Snow White. She frowned curiously but continued anyway when Regina nodded.

"I think the story was based on cocaine, and that the 7 dwarfs were each side effects from the drug. Take Dopey for example." Emma grinned impressed with her own thought up theory. Regina, albeit didn't do it often she couldn't help but laugh and hopelessly agree with the most ridiculous theory she had ever heard of anything.

Emma mentally patted herself on the back for making her open up a bit more. "I don't lie, so I'd have to agree with you on that theory." She gave a small smile at the thought of the 7 dwarfs in Storybrooke. They all really seemed like the side effects of a drug. A comfortable silence engulfed the women. Regina decided to join in the banter.

"If stress were a drug I'd be high as fuck..." She admitted truthfully. Emma snapped her neck to look at the relatively sound woman.

"Wow you actually said something funny...maybe I don't need to tame you." Emma smirked.

"Tame me?" Regina scoffed before continuing, "You couldn't even if you tried." She asserted confidently with a raised eyebrow.

"Ok, I promise you that after these 6 weeks you will no longer be the uptight Mayor you usually are." Emma grinned happily at her own challenge she set for herself.

"I am not uptight!" She retorted defensively.

"Oh please, I could be blind and still know you're uptight." Emma waved hand.

Regina's lips pursed, "Fine. And if you succeed in this challenge?"

Emma pondered for a moment before smiling delightly, "If i succeed then you don't have to pay me." She bargained.

Regina tilted her head, "Fine, you have a deal." She muttered.

Emma nodded her head happily. It was odd, she didn't really care about the money at all. That was something that was rather unusual for her. She shrugged off the thought and stared out into the open grass fields.

...

The pair didn't have far to go before they reached the country club in Lewiston but they had opted for a small break and so Regina pulled in at a rest stop area. With a heavy sigh she leaned against the hood of the SUV and glanced around her surroundings. There was only a few people who seemed as though they were actually on road trips. The place itself, however, was really pretty. The bathroom was clean and polished nicely, and there were tables and chairs set around the precinct with beautiful green grass. Regina smiled lightly at the sight but it instantly faltered once she checked the time. They had to be there in 20 minutes and Emma still hadn't returned from the bathroom.

Regina impatiently stomped over to the building and walked the length of it until she came across the women's bathroom. She frowned suddenly and slowly walked into the bathroom as she heard quite a bit of heavy breathing and some throaty screams. She chanced a look around the corner and gasped at the sight. She was more horrified by the situation then shocked.

Emma's lips were latched onto the other young blond haired woman's. The unknown woman was sitting on the edge of the sink counter top with Emma standing between her legs. Emma had her hand at the apex of the girl's thighs under her skirt and her fingers seemed to be doing wonders to the blond as she grinded into Emma's fingers.

Regina felt a pang of jealousy at the sight but immediately discarded the absurd feeling and cleared her throat with her arms folded across her chest and her facial expression remained harsh and cold.

Emma and the woman immediately halted their movements, "Oh fuck." Emma mumbled as she carefully pulled out of the girl. She glanced from the Mayor who was shooting her multiple menacing glares to the girl in front of her who seemed speechless and in shock. Emma caught the girl's blue eyes. "You were amazing." Emma grinned and softly kissed the girl's cheek.

Regina diverted her eyes anywhere from Emma's sudden display of affection towards the girl who had now hopped off of the sink and was now just standing face to face with Emma. The girl smiled mischievously, "You weren't to bad yourself." She purred and Emma playfully scoffed with a chuckle before catching Regina's eyeline.

She held up her wedding hand and watched as the girl's eyes widened, "You're married?" She asked in disbelief as she studied the ring. Emma rolled her eyes and nodded respectively.

"Unfortunately...that's the wife." She nodded over towards Regina. Emma smiled sympathetically before moving away from the shocked girl and past Regina. The Mayor death glared the woman for a second before following Emma out.

"What the hell was that?" Regina exclaimed walking along side Emma over to where the car was parked.

Emma rolled her eyes, "It's called sex! I was feeling down so I had a little fun..." She offered as an explanation with a mischievious glint in her eye.

"Well sex with an 18 yr old is not the answer!" Regina growled back infuriated her careless actions.

"You're right. Sex is the question, "Yes" is the answer." The escort smirked. She could honestly feel Regina's fury radiating off her.

"What are you jealous?" Emma stuck her tongue out. Regina's face contorted into a mixture of disgust and disbelief. She continued to pace over to the SUV with Emma trailing slightly behind her.

"No! Don't be absurd!" Regina spat harshly while glancing over her shoulder towards Emma who was grinning uncontrollably.

Emma moved behind the infuriated brunette and pushed herself into her with her hands on the Mayor's toned waist."Aawww honey, you could have just asked me. I would have performed at your every command." She whispered huskily into her ear. Regina instinctively elbowed the blond aggressively in the stomach and continued walking. Emma held her stomach and caught her breath for a moment before following the now far ahead brunette. However, she still couldn't help but smile at their predicament.

...

5 seconds into the drive...

Silence.

10 seconds into the drive...

"For all you know that woman could have been a virgin!" Regina scolded loudly.

Emma scoffed, "Well she didn't feel like one!" She exclaimed.

Regina shook her head and glanced at Emma in repulsion. The image of Emma inside the woman once again evaded her mind. She had no idea why she was so worked up about the incident, well that was a complete lie - she did have a plausible concept but it was not one she had desired to share with Emma or anyone for that matter.

"You disgust me." Regina spat distastefully while gripping the steering wheel tighter. "Virginity is like a soap bubble, one prick and it's gone." She eyed the woman next to her dangerously. Emma rolled her eyes under the uncomfortable and unwelcoming stare yet smiled discreetly as she could sense the woman was opening up a little with all of her smart remarks.

"You know what? I'm not going to talk to you until you calm your farm." Emma snarled in return before crossing her arms and legs and aimlessly staring out the window.

"Good." Regina fired back.

"Good."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Emma attempted her best to shift in her seat to face away from Regina as she noticed they were coming up to some civilisation. The atmosphere encompassing the women was quite tense and awfully silent. Regina drew in a deep breath and recomposed her usual Mayor stance. She focused her eyes on the pale asphalt but couldn't get the image of Emma and that woman out of her head. She shook her head lightly and ran a hand through her brown locks. It wasn't long before her anger began to dissipate and she once again felt placid.

After a few minutes the tension inself ebbed. Regina with a heavy sigh reluctantly spoke up.

"I have had 11 speeding tickets." She mumbled randomly. Emma spun around to chance a glance at her.

Her eyebrows furrowed with slight confusion, "How do you still have your licence?"

"I paid the police off." She merely shrugged with her eyes still glued onto the road.

"A bit of road rage then?" Emma chuckled.

Regina nodded, "I can't tolerate slow drivers." She grumbled.

Emma fiddled with the ring on her finger, "Well, I failed my driving test 3 times." She confessed with a chuckle. Regina glanced at her and a small smirk appeared on her face.

"That bad of a driver?" She smirked with a raised eyebrow.

Emma shook her head, "No, I'm actually really good. I failed because I kept answering this particular question with the same answer that was unknowingly wrong." She continued, "He asked me, 'What do you do at a red light?' Instead of saying, 'You stop.' I said, 'I reply to texts, check my emails and Facebook.' " Emma laughed at the memory and it wasn't long before Regina joined in.

The pair sat in a comfortable silence before Regina turned into the parking lot of the country club. It was a very big mansion. It was a light cream colour and seemed very old fashioned, however, it depicted a vast amount of beauty. The stained glass windows twinkled in the sun's presence with golden window ledges. There were balconies with a set of chairs and tables outside what were presumed to be bedrooms. The flora encircling the mansion displayed pure beauty with hundreds of white lilies and red rose bushes all neatly cut and groomed to perfection.

Emma stepped out of the vehicle and felt her eyes trail every inch of the mansion. Regina moved along side her. "It's beautiful isn't it?" She murmured.

Emma nodded, her eyes still fixed on the mansion. "Very." She faced Regina who turned her head and met her eyeline. "Are you ready, wifey?" She smiled while holding her arm out.

Regina slowly nodded, "Yes, I believe so." She breathed out. The brunette linked her arm through Emma's and then they both proceeded to the entrance of the country club with the same thought circling through their minds.

This isn't going to end well.