Chapter Six

Regina began to feel the effects of her cider. She felt the dizzying buzz in her head. The grin she could not remove from her lips. Her eyes were on him, her stranger whom she's kept.

Robin had also begun to feel the effects of Regina's cider. They had gone from conversation of his sudden want to move, into a more teasing tone and atmosphere. He could not take his eyes off her deep whisky brown eyes.

"Ms. Mills, it is Ms. Mills? I would take that it is, seeing as no Mr. Mills has come and shoved me out of his home or is he trapped and you milady have kept me for certain terms?"

Regina couldn't keep but from laughing out loud at Robin's sudden words. She shook her head.

"No, there is no Mr. Mills. Lucky you, you don't have to worry of my suddenly… what do you believe would happen…hmm?" she said in a deep tone.

Regina tried to stop. She shook her head, knowing wherever this may lead, it wasn't to be any good. She has only met him. But he's good looking. But she's only just met him. But the way he looks at her as though he can no longer hold and wants to ravish her against the couch. It did things to her stomach. But has she mentioned, they've only just met.

That being the war, which raged inside of her head.

"I don't know what would happen Milady. What had been your intentions when you had all of taken me from my car?" he asked.

Regina smirked. By the look upon his baby blues and the way in which they darkened, she knew his thoughts were all of impure and dare she say it, so were hers.

Goodness, maybe she should have taken him to the hospital. Even he had objected.

"My intentions were solely of good purpose. Get you to the hospital, have them patch you up and return home to my son. And had the storm quieted, I would have probably as good Mayor of this town –checked upon you," she said.

Robin smirked. She played this little game all of well. But he would get to her, he knew he would break her soon. Not all in bad ways but in good ways.

Regina bit her lip, she couldn't take how honest she sat. How much of an opened box she's being.

"Only good purpose. Hmm, I am quite glad to hear of such," he husked.

That caused Regina to all of squirm in her seat.

"Yes all good."

Robin watched as her eyes had all of darkened. In seconds, were they completely facing one another lips inches apart. Regina breathed heavily, she didn't know how she had gotten in such a predicament. She kept her eyes on his, never moving.

She couldn't do this, she couldn't kiss him. No. She…In seconds were their lips pressed upon one another. It had been a fire blazing in quick succession. Their lips fit as though both were of two puzzles pieces, fitting into one another.

"I can't…no," Regina whispered, pulling herself away from Robin –whom missed the warmth of her.

"No, I understand. That was a bit forward. I shouldn't have kissed you. Even though we are not sure, who kissed who first." he said, wanting her not to suddenly close herself off. Especially not when he knew he's just opened up something within her.

Regina glared at him.

"You kissed me first!" she shrieked.

Robin shook his head, chuckling.

"No Milady, you kissed me first," he said.

Regina shook her head, sitting in silence. Stewing. She was certain she had not kissed him first. He had done it. Him…this stranger –who's suddenly causing her to feel all of different feelings and become a muddled mess.

Damn the weather and damn him. She should not have kept him. How many more hours could Regina take with him.

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