Yes, the first day was great but the second was better. We had only 5 days of vacations because we still have to come back to reality and resume our respective work.

In the morning when I wake up, I find the bed empty so I stretch and get out of it. Regina is in the terrace reading a book; the breakfast is on the table. She must have ordered in. I lean in the glass door looking at her and smile to myself; I am so lucky to have her. It's early but the sun is already out and the weather couldn't be better.

She doesn't raise her gaze from the book when a smile appears on her face, "Are you going to stare or do you mind to come here and have breakfast with me?" As she closes the book and put it aside, I take a seat in front of her. Regina licks her lips and grabs a small piece of bread to spread butter. I imitate her and pick up the bread.

"Someone is in a good mood today?" I ask and she shrugs. "Is there a reason to not to be?" Our eyes found each other and we stare for a moment with a stupid grin on our faces.

"So," she continues spilling orange juice in her glass and raises an eyebrow, asking me without needing actual words if I want too. I nod and watch the liquid fill my glass as I listen to her. "What about going to the pool today? I'm feeling like oozing energy today. I might swim for a while." She takes a bite of her toastas I laugh.

"You were tired like two days ago." Regina takes the time to swallow the food in her mouth before answering me with a shrug, "I guess I needed a break from Storybrooke." We fall into a silence that says more than any word. The school, the gossip, hiding, Cora. I understand her, I feel renewed here.

"How about pool in the morning and we rent some bikes in the afternoon to ride by the beach?" I suggest; there are tons of things I want to do, especially with her. She nods with a smile after draining her glass, "Sounds great."

I stand up and go to put the bikini on when her arms wrap around my waist. I lean back slightly and kiss her cheek.

What starts as a simple training becomes a competition. "I bet you I can go to the end of the pool and come back twice faster than you," I say smiling challenging. She leans on the edge on the pool and runs her hand through her hair to push it away from her eyes.

"I accept the bet. The one who loses have to call the room service and order a porn movie." Her lips turn into a small side smile as she raises her eyebrow. It doesn't back me down.

"I'm in." We shake our hands to seal the deal and get ready. "To the count of 3. 1...2…3!"

I push the wall behind me to gain impulse and realize Regina is behind me. I smile under the water; it will be funny to see Regina at least a bit embarrassed. When I'm coming back the first time, I see the shadow of Regina next to me so I swim harder to not to let her catch up with me. With relief, I notice the shadow is no longer a problem.

It's when I touch the wall to start the second lap when Regina does a cartwheel and swims away easily. I try to catch up giving the best of me, but I can't overtake her. As I arrive to the edge of the pool, panting and with my arms slightly sore, Regina is waiting for me with a smirk on her face. "What the hell Regina?"

She shrugs and gets out of the pool gracefully. I follow her; she's drying her hair with the towel and I take mine to imitate her. "You should think it twice before get in a bet with the national champion of swimming of 93' and 94'"

My jaw drops as I stare at her. "A national champion two years in a row? You should've said that before!" When we are partially dry, we walk into the hotel to take the elevator. "You didn't ask, Miss Swan," she winks at me as she presses the button of the elevator. Its doors opened instantly.

"Still, you should've said that." I press the number 3 and lean in the wall, crossing my arms. Regina laughed, "Someone's acting like a child."

"I'm not."

"You are."

I look at her trying to suppress a smile but failing in the process. "Is there any particular title you want?" I raise an eyebrow and so she does, shaking her head. Regina turns her face to look outside, through the glass of the elevator. I follow her gaze.

"Do you remember the first time we were in an elevator?"

She looks at me and smiles when the doors open with a bing! "Damn bing," she says walking outside and passing by my side. I smile with that moment in mind; she hates that sound as much as I do for interrupt us.

After changing in the room and before going to have lunch, I stopped at the hall to order the movie. Regina let me choose between ordering to the room service or in the reception so I chose the second. Was it embarrassing? Yes. Quite embarrassing. And more when the young receptionist, the same girl who had talked to me the first day, with a red in her cheeks that matched her hair told me that I would have to wait and that someone would bring it to our room on the afternoon.

So we had lunch and came back to our room. I avoided the look of the receptionist even though Regina tickled me saying, "Why don't you look at her? She is pretty, you don't like her?" I tried to contain the laugh but I couldn't and we ended up walking towards the elevator between laughs.

It didn't take long for a really young bellboy to knock on our door; he still had acne. Regina looked at me from the bed with an amused smirk on her face as I opened the door. He looked anywhere but me and left as soon as he could. I threw the DVD to the sofa of the room and dropped on the bed next to Regina. "I don't know why you all are so ashamed. It's normal."

"Yeah well, maybe it's because we're young," I said and she narrowed her eyes. "And I'm not?"

"You're 26, you're sooooooo old," I exaggerated on purpose. She raised a finger, "First of all, I'm not 26 until the day after tomorrow and secondly." She stopped and I looked at her waiting for the "second" thing. As I did it, she threw a pillow at me and it hit my face.

I opened my mouth, "Oh no you didn't." Regina bit her lower lip and smiled, "I so did." Taking the closest pillow, I lifted it to throw it at her and she jumped off the bed, hiding from it.

The evening was great. We rent the bikes and watched together the sunset. I've always thought it was cheesy and unnecessary but with Regina I didn't care where I was or what we were doing. It was actually precious. After that, we came back to the hotel and had a shower. We saved water of course. Then, we had dinner and came back to our room. We decided to stay in and watch a movie. I closed my eyes and she made me choose between a few DVD's she had bought. My hand reached for Moulin Rouge.

So now, my arm is around Regina's shoulder, she's leaning her head on my chest; we're lying on the bed watching the movie. Some time between the scene when Christian met Satine and when they start dating, I surprise myself running my hand through her hair.

"Regina," I whisper.

"Hmm-mmm?"

"What's your favorite fruit?"

She raised her head and looked at me with an expression between amused and confused, "What?"

"Your favorite fruit."

"Apples I guess. But I like many more." I nodded and looked at the screen of the TV again. She tapped on my shoulder to make me look at her again so I did. She raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Are you going to tell me why did you ask that question?"

I made like if I was thinking it deeply and shrugged, "Nah."

Regina tilted her head and shook her head before leaning on my chest again to resume with the movie.