Emma came out of the bathroom and started getting dressed for bed.

"Regina honey, there is something I have been meaning to bring up," Emma said as she got a shirt out of the dresser to wear to bed.

"What is it?" Regina replied. She was already in bed and merely watching her girlfriend as she moved around the room.

"You know how much I enjoy our love making and our more adventurous sexual encounters, but I've noticed lately that you are leaving marks on me."

"I have?"

"Yes. Two weeks ago it was the nail marks on my arm that almost drew blood. And don't think I am complaining because I am not. It's just that it's like 90 degrees outside and I had to wear longer sleeves that day."

"Sorry. I guess I wasn't really thinking about it leaving a mark at the time."

"Oh yeah that is totally understandable. I mean that night was a chart topper. So again I am not complaining, but that hickey you gave me two nights ago hasn't exactly faded very fast. And today when you stopped by at lunch and gave me that kiss you sort of left some of your lipstick on my earlobe when you took it a little further. Again, not complaining."

"If you aren't complaining why are you bringing this up?"

"Well it's just that people know we are dating. We aren't hiding it or anything and I couldn't help but notice that these marks have occurred on days when Killian comes back into town from one of his sails."

"Huh, that is quite the coincidence," Regina said. "But since you aren't complaining I guess there is no reason to really delve into it. You aren't complaining, right?"

"You don't have to worry about Killian."

"Why would I worry about your ex boyfriend?"

"You shouldn't. There is nothing there between him and I. We are just friends."

"I know that."

"Ok, well I am having lunch with him tomorrow, if that is ok?"

"It's perfectly fine. I don't really understand what all the fuss is about."

"No fuss, just an observation."

"Why don't you finally get into bed so I can observe you better?"

Emma smiled at her and didn't bother putting on the shirt she had picked out.

The next day

A sleepy Emma got out of bed. Regina had already been up and was presumably downstairs preparing breakfast. Emma, hers eyes barely open, took a shower. Once done she stood in front of the mirror, wiping away the condensation so she could see her reflection, as she was also brushing her teeth. The mirror slowly became clearer and Emma spit out the toothpaste.

"Regina!" she yelled.

Moments later the brunette entered the bedroom. "What is it my dear?"

"Really, we just talked about this," Emma said pointing out the old hickey which apparently had been reinforced during sex the night before and then pointed at its twin on the other side of her neck.

"Have fun at lunch," Regina smiled.