Author's Notes: In this universe Emma and David are full siblings.

Pairings: Graham/Regina, Emma/Graham - flirtation, Robin/Regina - platonic and maybe more

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Emma Nolan was an intriguing woman. She had a very brash exterior, but they had gotten to talking during the reception about her work as a bail-bonds person, which had slowly turned into flirtatious teasing. She was also undeniably beautiful with her long blond hair and milky skin.

He'd been focused on keeping up with her dry humor, until he saw, out the corner of his eye, Regina being led onto the dance floor by Robin Locksley.

That drew his attention immediately. He'd never known Regina to be one for dancing, and the fact that she was dancing with her partner really did not seem like her. She usually kept people at a distance, especially other people from the department.

"Graham?" Emma questioned.

He snapped his head back to her, "Um...ah, sorry, what was that?"

She followed his gaze to the two deputies, "That's Mary-Margaret's sister, right?"

"Yeah...step-sister," Graham nodded, as he watched the two.

"They look really in love," Emma commented, a warm smile crossing her lips.

"They're two of my deputies," he contradicted her, "Partners, actually."

"Really?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes."

Emma snorted a loud laugh, "Damn! Office romance brewing?"

"I doubt that!" he said, chagrined, "He isn't her type."

She raised her eyebrows, "And you'd know?"

He winced inwardly, realizing he'd said too much.

"We were at the state police training facility together. I've known her a long time," he shrugged.

"Um hum," she hummed, picking up her clutch, "Look um...it was nice meeting you, Graham."

He could tell from the expression on her face that trying to persuade her to stay would be fruitless, so he simply answered, "Nice meeting you too."

Predictably, she slid off her barstool and walked away. With a regretful sigh Graham glanced back over to the dance floor, and was somewhat heartened to find that the bride had interrupted their dance and was leading Regina away.

He watched Regina follow the new Mrs. Nolan out of the reception hall, and Locksley drift into the crowd.

That was promising, though he'd like to know where Regina had gone.

Turning to the bartender, he ordered another drink and watched the door she had disappeared through. After about half an hour, the door opened again and she slipped back into the room.

Graham looked her over, taking in the sight of her in her bridesmaid's dress. The pale color had suited Emma Nolan a little better, but Regina always seemed to look gorgeous in anything.

She scanned the room, her eyes stopping when she reached him. A small smile graced her lips as she crossed around the dance floor toward the bar. Instead of coming over to him, though, she continued past the bar to a table where Robin Locksley was waiting for her.

As she sat down, he slid a glass of scotch over to her which she accepted.

He frowned as he watched them clink their glasses together, drinking and chatting amicably.

Graham raised his own glass to his lips and took a long sip.

That wouldn't do.

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He watched anxiously as the guests filtered out of the reception hall. The click of heels against concrete gave away her approach, though, since they were at a formal event where lots of women were wearing stiletto heels, he waited until she came into sight just to be sure.

"Regina," he whispered to her back.

She turned, looked into the darkness, and slowly asked, "Graham?"

He stepped out of the alley into sight, "Were you expecting someone else?"

"No, of course not," she said with a smile.

Smiling back, he grabbed her hand pulling her safely into the shadows.

He cupped her cheek and boldly claimed her lips, pleased as he felt her moan and dart her tongue out to meet his. They thoroughly explored each others' mouths before pulling back breathlessly.

Laughing, he nudged the bouquet dangling from her hand, "Are congratulations in order, then?"

Regina rolled her eyes, "Please! You know I'd never get married again! This was Mary-Margaret's idea of a joke."

He smiled.

Regina, however, stepped back, "What about you? You and groom's sister seemed to hit it off."

"We were just talking," Graham answered, "Is that what this is about?"

She frowned, "What is what about?"

"Nothing," he shook his head, "You brought it up, Regina."

She sighed, "Look, I know we said we'd keep things casual, and I'm fine with that. We can see other people, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with being your last call pick after nothing better came along-"

"You want to see other people?" he interrupted.

Regina paused, "What?"

"You just said we could see other people," Graham answered, "Does that mean you're seeing someone else?"

She narrowed her eyes, "Are you?"

"No," he answered.

Regina put her hands on her hips, "So what was that with the groom's sister?"

"I told you we were just talking!" he insisted, "Are you seeing someone else?"

"No, I'm not!" she answered exasperatedly, "Why are you being so accusatory? Isn't this what you wanted? You were the one who said we should just keep this casual!"

"And you agreed," he pointed out.

"Right! So why are we arguing?" she demanded.

That...was a very good question.

He sighed, "I dunno. I'm sorry, Regina, I'm just being an idiot."

"Yeah, you are," she stated, though he could hear the gentle teasing in her tone.

He stepped forward to snake his hands around her waist again, "Well how about we head over to Granny's and I'll make it up to you?"

She hummed thoughtfully, "And how exactly do you plan to do that?"

Grinning, he took her hand and whisked her across the parking lot to his car.

She was right, he had been an idiot. He had nothing to worry about when it came to Locksley.

END

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