Chapter 10- Take It
"Neal…" Mary-Margaret cooed in a sing song voice as she scooped up their son, placing finite kisses on the side of his head. His stirrings had woken her but, luckily their daughter was still sound asleep in her room.
"Come here baby, let's not wake Daddy." she whispered rocking him as they walked in a sweet swaying motion.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star." she sang softly, smiling as the three week old relaxed in her loving arms. "Ha. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high…. Like a diamond in the sky." They continued swaying until, she felt David's chest against her back and his arms wrap around them.
Mary-Margaret looked up at him and beamed, they'd decided to sing the last line together. "Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How l wonder what you are." Sure enough, by the end of the lullaby Neal was sound asleep.
"Success!"
"Mmm. My wife is a rock-star." David murmured, as she turned them and then welcomed nectar of his kiss.
"Mmm. Did we wake you?" Mary-Margaret asked as they pulled apart for air. Lips smacked deliciously against his own, he almost wanted to delay answering in favour for another kiss but, knew that their son would need to be returned to his bassinet.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry." Mary-Margaret said sincerely as he supported her back and together they gently tucked him back in before she turned her attention back to him.
"Don't be sorry. I love your voice." David crooned, pressing scattered kisses in her growing hair and then moving in back into place.
"Charming." she purrs into his lips, as she wraps herself around him and he takes them into the living room.
The nursery quietly closed, they make love in the spare bedroom, nothing but, skin and love between them.
"I adore you." David whispers, as she rests against his heart smiling up at him. "I adore you." she replies
"Wanna get married and have tons of kids?" he jokes.
"Ha. As many as possible."
"Mmm. Yeah?"
"Heck yeah." And then, they lost themselves in each other again.
"These are perfect." Regina replied, staring at the completed manuscripts for a third and fourth book. "They'll eat them up."
"You think so?"
The older woman rolled her eyes comically. "I know so. We could roll these out in all formats. Let me work my magic and your kids will have their college funds in months."
"They are four and three weeks old." she chuckled.
"Of that I am well aware. Besides, I came to her party where you introduced me to that annoyingly sexy Brit and his son."
Mary-Margaret nearly toppled over with joy. "Robin? You're seeing Robin Locksley. Oh Regina that's fantastic!"
"We are not seeing each other! We just… happened to wake up in the same bed a few times." Regina trailed off.
"That's a heck of a lot more than David and I did when we met."
"But he's so not…."
"Not?"
"Not what I expected. After Daniel died. I never thought I could feel this passion with anyone again."
"Well, I'm glad." Mary-Margaret got up. "And look at it this way, whatever happens at least, you can say you had fun."
Robin and David were bonding over beers in Granny's when he says it: "I'm in love with Regina."
"Is that a problem?"
"No. It's just, not just me she's getting. There's Roland."
"She loves that kid."
"But, what if I?"
"Look, take it from someone who waited too long… she loves you. You have a chance. Take it."
"Cheers mate."
Regina was awoken by a series of loud knocks. "This better be important!" she barked as she pulled back the door to reveal… "Robin."
"Hello Milady." his face, though flushed and breathless lit up like the sun at seeing her.
Stepping closer to him, she touches his cheek automatically in concern. "Did you run here?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Well," he faux chewed, "It occurred to me that I forgot something this morning."
"Oh?"
"Yes, something very important."
"And what did you? MMM." He kissed the words right out of her mouth as they crashed against the doorframe. Rubbing his thumbs against her hot cheeks, he parted her lips and looked deep into her eyes.
"To say I love you."
"I- love you too." she confessed and then was well and truly swept off her feet door slamming behind them.
The Queen and her thief.