Regina couldn't help but allow the butterflies to flutter around in her stomach as she prepared the lasagna for tonight. Friday had greeted them quickly and so far Regina had been right. She knew that woman would have messed with Robin. But she could help him and that's all that mattered.
Before Kathryn had gone, she left with specific instructions to tell her everything. And if they were to do anything on the counter then Regina is to pledge it over. Regina agreed to everything and pushed Kathryn out of the apartment.
Now she stood in front of the door, letting out a deep breath and swinging the door open, revealing Robin and a bottle of wine or rather two bottles of wine.
"Please come in," Regina said, welcoming him into the apartment.
Robin looked around the spacious place, amazed at the view of all of Boston harbor. He's seen where Regina had lived and that building he couldn't afford but where she now stood, it did impress him.
"What does Kathryn do for a living again?" he asked, following Regina into the kitchen.
Regina shrugged. "Why? Suddenly interested in seeing her?"
Robin shook his head, circling the counter and wrapping his arms around Regina's waist, tugging her closer.
"No, not when I have you and such kissable lips," he said, capturing her lips. For what felt like several minutes had they stood kissing one another.
"Robin, I have to check on the lasagna," Regina said, pulling away from him.
With a pout, Robin released her and went to sit at the breakfast counter, giving her some space before saying to screw the dinner and pinning her to the couch. But he's been practicing restraint.
"Regina…how did you know, I mean about you know…"
Regina looked up at him, "I've seen situations as what she had tried to do. My mother would tell those who wanted all custody of their children to see what triggers set them off and do it. Oldest trick in the book. But don't worry Tink is going to take your case."
Robin nodded. "I do owe you," he said.
Regina scoffed, "You don't owe me anything."
He grinned, wondering how he's gotten so lucky. Robin unstopped a bottle of red wine he's brought and served her a glass.
"Have you heard anything of your mother?" he asked.
Regina shook her head. "Nope. I've been told to take a vacation through email."
It had been the day after her date, which Cora Mills had told her through email to take as long a vacation as possible. Her return date being whenever she wants to return. Regina knew that held cause for suspicion but it was vacation and she's not taken one in…well since she's started working there.
Robin grinned. "Milady, you're on vacation. Now that is opportunity for much. Not only can you wager what you want for the apple turnover recipe. But we can spend a lot of time together."
Regina cocked her head, teasing smiled laced on her lips.
"Oh yeah and what makes you think I want to wager a price for your turnovers? Hmm," she said.
Robin grinned. "Because I can wager a good price for you," he said.
"And what's that?" she asked.
Robin stood, pulling her closing. "One kiss."
"Is that all thief," she said.
"Yup, that's all Mills."
But Regina wasn't going to give him the satisfaction, slipping out of his arms and away from him being able to grasp hold of her.
"And what are we going to do on my days of vacation? Do you expect me to just roam around your restaurant? Dabble in the kitchen? Wait for you all the time?" she asked.
Robin smirked. He knew what she was doing. Baiting him.
"I don't know. It's December lots of holiday activities. We can go ice skating, see a tree lighting, drink lots of hot chocolate by the fire or cider if you prefer. Milady, I am trying to be romantic. Give me a leash, a string, something," he said.
Regina had her back turned. Smirking as she listened to all he had planned on the spot.
"You forgot to add movies to the list and chocolate cake. Which if I remember correctly, you still owe me," she said.
Robin grinned, taking hold of Regina and twirling her around the open concept living room/kitchen. Regina let out a little squeal before he set her down and went about to serve them their dinner.
She quietly watched as Robin ate his and tried in all ways not to moan in the deliciousness of the lasagna.
"Regina," he said.
"Yes?" she said, waiting for him to speak further.
"This…I will do anything to get the recipe to this. Oh my goodness, who taught you to cook like this. I have to sell this in the restaurant," he said, shoving another mouthful into his mouth. Regina resisted all urge in telling him an I told you so.
"Anything?" she asked, her sculpted eyebrow arched.
"Yes," he said, gulping audibly and maybe a little fearful in having said, he'll do just about anything.
"I shall hold you to such promise," she said.
Damn Robin thought, she is going to keep him waiting and keep his heart racing. This woman.
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AN:
I didn't like this chapter much.
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Thanks for reading :)