Thanks again for all the lovely words! ;-)

Emma woke up with a mad crick in her neck after falling asleep on the couch. She looked at the clock. 11:30. She hadn't slept that long in ages. Her arms and legs were achy, she smiled as she remembered why. She grabbed her phone and began typing.

E: Good morning my queen. How are you feeling today? It's Emma by the way. This is my number.

She waited nervously. She wondered if she was being too full on messaging less than twelve hours after she left the woman but she could not get her out of her head for a second. Her phone vibrated and her heart somersaulted in her chest.

R: I guessed it was you from the ' my queen' opening. Is that going to stick?

Emma laughed.

E: I think it suits you. You are quite regal. Even your name is regal.

R: I didn't realise you knew royalty so intimately to make that assumption.

Emma blushed.

E: Only one that I know intimately.

She waited for a few moments.

R: Indeed.

E: So I wanted to tell you again that I had a great time with you and I was hoping we could maybe get together again sometime in the week if you aren't busy.

R: That would be lovely. I'm free on Wednesday after six.

Emma paused. She really wanted to see her before then and wasn't sure if she could make it through 2 whole classes without being able to kiss the woman.

E: Sure Wednesday is good. Monday would be even better though.

It was forward for her. Her heart pounded as she waited for a response.

R: Why not. Monday works for me too. Are you coming to the afternoon class?

Emma punched the air just as Mary M walked in.

"Someone is in a good mood!" She smiled.

Emma twirled around in a panic. "Oh hey! I thought you'd gone out already."

Mary M opened the refrigerator. "No. I'm pretty exausted. I have extra work to prepare for the sub on Friday so I told David I'm staying home this weekend." She looked pretty sad about it. "But we seriously need to go shopping. There is one yogurt in here and it's a month out of date."

Emma's stomach rumbled as if on cue. "That sounds like a plan. I want to get some stuff anyway. I might actually starve while you are on vacation."

Mary M laughed. She knew that was a huge possibility. Emma wasn't very domestic and most days forgot basics like bread and milk. She felt like the blonde's mother at times.

Emma put on the shirt she had crumpled to death in her sleep and said. "Come on let's go to the supermarket."

Mary raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to get changed first?"

"No! This is fine. We are only going to the supermarket."

Mary M shook her head. "Oh honey, you've got it bad!"

Emma made a pfft sound and waved the comment off.
"I have no idea what you're talking about! I just don't see the point of dirtying another outfit to go buy food. It's more laundry... you know I hate doing laundry."

Mary M grabbed her bag and grinned. "Keep telling yourself that!"

As they walked out the apartment, Emma tried to send a quick reply without Mary M seeing her. She didn't want her thinking she was right about this. She'd never hear the end of the subject.

E: Yeah. I'll be at class. Great! How do you feel about bowling?

She got in the driver's seat and chucked her phone on the dashboard. She reversed out of the spot and Mary M got in the passenger side. As she sat down, Emma's phone buzzed and a message popped up.
Mary M grinned.

"She said she wouldn't mind seeing your..."

Emma grabbed the phone off the dash blushing.

"You have no boundaries girl! That's just rude!"

Mary M laughed heartily as Emma put her phone safely in her pocket. "Oh come on Em! Admit it! You really like her! Where are you taking her?"

Emma huffed. "Bowling, God! Just drop it. It's a second date is all. I don't hound you about you about your love life."

"Love life.."

"Grow up!"

Mary M was making cooing noises. "Aww, I think it's cute! Aren't you going to read her message? I for one wanna know what she wouldn't mind seeing!"

Emma ignored her.

"You know she might think you don't want to talk to her if you don't reply immediately."

Emma's face dropped for a second but she covered it quickly with another pfft. "She wouldn't think that." Or would she?

As soon as they arrived at their destination, Emma whipped out her phone and read the message.

R: I wouldn't mind seeing yourreaction when I royally thrash you on the bowling lane.

Emma giggled. It wasn't the response she was expecting. She couldn't quite picture the petite and elegant woman being a bowling freak. She was intrigued.

E: Is that a challenge?

R: It's a guarantee.

E: Bring it on! In fact, why don't we up the stakes.

R: What do you have in mind?

E: If I win, you let me keep this shirt.

R: Haha! And when I win?

E: IF you win you mean. Name it.

R: You come back to my contemporary classes for a week.

Emma groaned. That was a just cruel and twisted.

E: Fine! You are evil, but no problem. Not gonna happen.

R: We shall see.

Emma pocketed her phone as Mary M was beaming at her and it was making her uncomfortable. "Whatever you wanna say, don't. Come on. Let's go get some food."