"Babymoon" (Part Two)

Regina pulled her hair into a ponytail before grabbing her room key. She climbed onto the bed and pressed kisses to Robin's face until he opened an eye. "I'm going to the spa for a massage and a facial," she told him.

"Good. Spoil yourself. That's why we're here," he said sleepily. "I'm going to sleep in a bit more and then probably hit the pool."

She smiled. "Enjoy yourself. I'll meet you at the pool when I'm done."

He mumbled a response, no doubt almost back asleep. Regina climbed off the bed and left the room, heading down to the lobby. She stopped at the small café there, ordering a small coffee and picking up a croissant. Another woman joined her, watching as she received her order. Regina raised her coffee cup to her before leaving.

She left the main building and crossed over to where the spa was as she ate her croissant and drank her coffee. Tossing the napkin she had used to hold her croissant, she entered the spa and approached reception. A young woman greeted her cheerily. "Do you have a reservation?"

"I do. A friend made it for me but I think she put it under my name," Regina replied, pulling out her phone to read the text from Ana again. "Yeah, it should be under Regina Locksley."

The receptionist typed it into her computer and nodded. "Yes, I have it right here. It says your room booking is for the parents-to-be package. Do you have any restrictions we should be aware of?"

"Oh, no," Regina replied, looking down at her flat stomach. She then looked up at the receptionist. "We're adopting."

"That's wonderful," the receptionist said with a genuine smile. She finished typing something in before standing up. "If you'll follow me, I'll bring you to the next room where you can change."

Regina followed her into a changing area and accepted a fluffy bathrobe from the reception. The woman then pointed to several cubbies. "You can put your things in number twenty-three. That will be yours all day."

"Thank you," Regina said, looking over the changing rooms. "And I pick anyone of those?"

The receptionist nodded. "And when you're done, you can head into the next room and ask for Astrid. She'll be taking care of you today."

She left the room as Regina headed into one of the changing areas. She took off her clothes and put on the robe, folding everything up. Once she stored everything in her assigned cubby, Regina headed into the next room to find Astrid.

A small brunette greeted Regina when she entered. Regina smiled as she said: "I'm looking for Astrid – Regina Locksley."

"Regina!" the woman exclaimed, her face brightening. She held out her hand. "I'm Astrid and I'll be your masseuse for today."

Regina took her hand and shook it. "Well, that was easy."

Astrid laughed before motioning for Regina to follow her. "My room is only a couple doors down."

They barely entered the nearest hallway when Astrid opened a door. She stepped inside and Regina followed, finding a massage table overlooking the beautiful forest right behind Hotel Olympus. "That's a gorgeous view," she said.

"I know," Astrid replied. "It's very relaxing to work with it as my backdrop, so I can only imagine it's just as relaxing for my clients."

Regina nodded, taking off her robe before climbing onto the bed. "Well, if I fall asleep, I hope you aren't insulted."

Astrid chuckled. "Not at all. I find it a compliment. It means I was able to make you relax enough to do so."

"Good way to think of it," Regina said, getting comfortable on the table. She rested her chin on her arms as she stared out at the trees, Astrid already working out some of the knots in her back.

It was the perfect way to start her day and she made a note to get something to thank Anastasia for it.


Robin wandered down to the lobby late that morning. Summer was a busy time for his business and so it had been a few months since he had slept past eight. He felt more rested than usual and he was looking forward to a day of relaxing and fun with Regina once she was done with her spa appointment.

He hoped she was enjoying all that pampering. She deserved it.

Sitting down at a small café in the lobby, Robin looked over the menu. A waiter came over to take his order before hurrying off. He leaned back, looking over the pool area. The water looked cool and refreshing, especially as they approached the hottest part of the day. He was going to enjoy jumping in once he was done.

Next to him, his phone buzzed. He glanced down, smiling when he saw that Will had texted him. I hope you and Regina are enjoying yourselves and that you didn't annoy your neighbors last night.

Robin rolled his eyes as he texted back: Very funny. We didn't receive any complaints so I assume we didn't annoy them. But so far, we are enjoying ourselves. Thanks for the recommendation!

He barely set his phone down when it buzzed again. You're welcome. Now, stop texting me and go enjoy some alone time with your wife.

"Your coffee and your eggs," the server said, setting a plate and a mug down in front of Robin. He set his phone aside and thanked the man before digging into his breakfast.

As he ate, he glanced over at the empty chair across from him. He wished Regina was there but he knew she was enjoying her time at the spa. After how stressful this summer had been for them, she deserved some pampering. He could keep himself entertained until she was done and then he would whisk her off for a romantic dinner.

Robin sat up and waved his server over. The man approached his table, looking concerned. "Is something wrong, sir?"

"Oh, no. I was just wondering if you could recommend a restaurant for me. I want to treat my wife to a romantic evening," Robin told him.

The server smiled. "We have a couple. Would you prefer French, Italian or Indian?"

Robin thought about it. They didn't get Indian very often back home but it was more because it was something they both had to be in the mood for. Italian was always their usual fall back. So, that left him with French. Perhaps they could pretend they were on some Parisian getaway instead.

"An excellent choice," the server replied after Robin asked about the French restaurant. "You can make a reservation at the front desk."

"Thank you," Robin replied. "Can I have my check now?"

Once he settled his bill, he headed back into the lobby. He recognized the woman from the day before hanging around the front desk again. An uneasy feeling settled in him as he approached the desk, hoping she wouldn't bother him.

"Excuse me, I'd like to book a reservation for two at the French restaurant for tonight," he told the man behind the desk.

The man nodded, clicking on something on his computer. "I have an opening at seven. Will that do?"

"That sounds perfect," Robin replied. "Thank you. Do you need my first or last name?"

"Whichever you prefer," the man replied.

Robin nodded. "Then can we put it under Locksley, please?"

"Of course," the man said, typing it into his computer. He smiled at Robin. "There. You are all set."

"Thank you. And where is the restaurant located?" Robin asked, wanting to make sure he and Regina were on time and didn't get lost that night.

The man pulled out another map and circled the restaurant on it. "It's located just across the way at Dionysus Hall, next to the Greek restaurant."

Robin took the map, thanking him again. He tucked it into his pocket and started to walk toward the pool again, realizing the woman was gone. It was odd that he had seen her two days in a row and wondered if they were just going to keep running into each other. He hoped not as he didn't like how she looked at him and Regina. Nothing was going to ruin their babymoon.

Nothing.


Regina emerged from the spa feeling refreshed. After her massage, she had spent time in the sauna and then had a facial. She ended her time there with a mani-pedi and felt absolutely pampered. And she was glad she got it out of the way already because the rest of her plans for the weekend were to spend as much time naked in bed with Robin as possible.

Preferably now, though she had to find him. She wandered around the pool deck, trying to spot her husband amongst the people either sunbathing or splashing in the admittedly refreshing water.

Well, maybe she could go for a swim first and then drag him back to bed. She stopped her quest to find him and headed up to their bedroom to change into her bathing suit instead.

Once she was in her bikini and cover up, she returned to the pool deck. This time, she spotted Robin in the pool and she went to the edge, waving him over. He swam toward her, paddling water as he looked up at her. "Enjoy your spa day?"

"I did," she replied. "Have you enjoyed the pool?"

He nodded, looking her over. "Are you going to join me?"

"Yes," she said. "Just tell me where our chair is so I can put my stuff down."

"Follow me," he replied, starting to swim across the pool. She rolled her eyes but did her best to follow him until she reached the other side of the pool deck. He pointed to a chair in front of him and she recognized his shirt.

She dropped her things on the chair and took off her cover up. Kicking off her flipflops, she then padded over to the pool and climbed into the cool water. It felt good against her warm skin.

A strong arm wrapped around her and pulled her against a firm chest. She relaxed into the hold, knowing it was her husband as he pressed a kiss to her head. "I made us dinner reservations for tonight," he said.

"You did?" she asked. "I thought we'd order room service and eat in, if you know what I mean."

He chuckled. "Well, that's tempting, but I was hoping to romance you first. You know, while we still can dine alone."

She turned in his arms and wrapped her around his neck. "Good point. Where are we eating?"

"The French restaurant," he told her.

"Ooh la la," she replied, grinning at him. "You are certainly pulling out the stops, Mr. Locksley."

He rubbed her back as he pulled her closer. "Who knows when the next time we'll be able to go to a fancy restaurant will be? I think we definitely need to go all out this weekend."

She nodded, kissing the tip of his nose. "I love your thinking. But then I was thinking we just stay in tomorrow."

"I love that idea," he said. He gave her a coy grin. "One can always use with a good lie-in."

"Exactly my thoughts. Glad we're on the same page," she said.

He hummed, nodding as well. "So which page are you on about getting wet?"

A sneaky thought popped into her mind and she squirmed as she whispered: "This one."

She took a deep breath before plunging under the water, taking him with her. They stayed under for a few seconds before heading back to the surface, breaking free as Regina made sure to tilt her head back so the water pushed her hair away from her face.

"You little sneak," Robin said, pushing back his own hair. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he added: "I think that calls for payback."

Regina crossed her arms, staring him down. "Oh really? And how exactly are you going to do that?"

"Where's the fun if I tell you that?" he replied, smirking now. "I'll let you wait and see what I do."

She raised an eyebrow. "We'll see about that."

He then held out his hands to her. "Shall we float for a bit longer before heading back to our room to get ready for dinner?"

"That sounds great," she said, taking his hands. He led her into the deeper end and they floated through the water as she told him about her spa treatment.

When their fingers resembled prunes, Robin helped her out of the pool and they wrapped themselves in the fluffy white towels provided by the hotel. She laid on the lounge chair, putting on her sunglasses as the sun warmed her skin and dried her off. "This is nice," she said.

"It is," he agreed, sitting next to her. "Though fair warning – I may fall asleep if we stay here too long."

She chuckled. "Don't worry. I'll wake you up if that happens."

"Thanks," he replied.

When she felt warm and dry, she gathered up her damp towel and shook her husband's shoulder. "Alright, Mr. Locksley, let's head upstairs and get ready for this romantic dinner you've arranged."

He nodded, sitting up as he stretched. When he stood, he gathered up their towels and motioned to a container. "I'll put these there and wait for you."

"Thank you," she said, giving him a quick kiss. He walked away as she reached out for her cover up, giving it a little shake. She put it on, noticing the woman from the coffee stand that morning was watching her. It unnerved her and she quickly gathered her things, walking away from the woman's judgmental glare.

Robin tilted his head as she approached, frowning. "Is something wrong?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "There's a woman who's been popping up and I feel like she's judging me for some reason."

He glanced over her shoulder and nodded. "I think I see her. She's been around since we checked in yesterday."

"What's her deal?" Regina asked, keeping her voice low.

"I don't know," he replied, taking her hand. "Don't let her ruin our lovely weekend. Let's just focus on us."

She nodded, squeezing his hand as they headed back into the hotel. "You're right. This is about us. She's not invited."

They got on the elevator and she smiled when the doors closed without anyone else joining them. She wrapped her arms around Robin's neck, leaning closer to him. "As excited as I am for dinner, I am really looking forward to dessert."

He grinned, pulling her closer. "Is that so?"

"It is," she said, kissing his neck. "I have a feeling its going to be quite good."

The doors opened with a ding. Robin slid his arm around her waist and they walked down the hall to their room. He pulled out the key and swiped it, opening the door before bowing. "After you, milady."

"Thank you," she said, stepping into the room. "I'm going to take a shower, you coming?"

He grinned. "Are you sure about that? We might miss our reservation if we shower together."

She knew he had a point and so she nodded. "Okay, you win this round. But soon we'll be back in this room and I will not restrain myself."

"I look forward to it," he told her with a wink. She grinned before slipping into the bathroom, looking forward to that night.


"You certainly clean up nicely," Regina said, tightening Robin's bright blue tie. She then ran her hands over his gray suit, looking at him like he was a tall glass of water and she had just come in from a trek across the desert.

He grinned, gently gripping her hips as he looked over her little black dress. It hugged her curves and he had to admit the neckline gave a wonderful view of her breasts as he said: "I'm not the only one."

"Are you completely sold on this whole dinner in a restaurant deal?" she asked, kissing him. It was almost enough to make him reconsider going to their reservation and just taking her straight to bed instead.

"I'm afraid I am," he told her, trying to remain as serious as possible. His eyes glanced down at her before looking her in the eyes again. "Besides, I'd like to ogle you in that dress for a bit longer."

Regina bit her lip before nodding. "I guess it would be a sin to get you out of that suit so soon."

Giddy, he pulled away and held his arm out to her. "Then let's go enjoy a nice dinner and then we can really enjoy dessert when we get back."

"Sounds like a plan," she said, leaning against his arm as she gave him a suggestive grin. They giggled together as he summoned the elevator, lost in their own little world.

When the elevator got to the lobby, Robin and Regina stepped out. She looked around before turning to him. "So, where's this restaurant?"

"We need to leave and go to Dionysus Hall," he said. "Apparently the entire building is just restaurants and bars."

"Sounds like heaven," she replied as they walked out into the early evening sunshine.

Robin escorted her to Dionysus Hall. He held the door open for her, bowing. "Allow me to welcome you to heaven."

He followed her into the building and they stopped, marveling at the beautiful fountain in the lobby. A statue of Dionysius reclined on a marble bed, a nymph pouring water meant to represent wine into his mouth while he held a tipped goblet that served as another water sprout.

"This is impressive," she said, looking it over.

"Yeah," Robin agreed. "Makes me wonder what the restaurant will be like."

She took his arm again, giving him a smile. "Well, let's go find out. I'm getting hungrier by the minute."

They walked around the fountain and found three levels of restaurants there. Robin's eyes went straight to columns set up to resemble the Parthenon, guessing that had to be the Greek restaurant mentioned earlier. "It should be next to this restaurant," he told Regina.

"I'm going to guess it's that one," she said, pointing to their left. Robin followed her finger and spotted a replica of the Arc d'Triomphe surrounding a doorway.

He nodded. "That certainly seems to be it."

They approached the entrance and host greeted them. "Do you have a reservation?" he asked.

"We do," Robin replied. "It's under Locksley."

The host looked up the name and nodded. He grabbed two menus and smiled at them. "Please follow me."

Robin placed his hand against the small of Regina's back and urged her to go ahead of him. He followed as they made their way through the narrow aisles, past other patrons as they ate their French cuisine, until the host stopped at a table in the back. It was next to a fake window that overlooked a video scene of Paris at night, with water representing the Seine flowing past them as the Eiffel Tower twinkled against the dark backdrop.

"They really went all out in the design," he said, looking around at the elements in the restaurant to make it look like a Parisian bistro. "I almost feel like I'm in Paris."

"Me too. The City of Love. Quite romantic if you ask me," she said, flirting with him. Under the table, he felt her run her foot up and down his leg.

He swallowed as he felt his cock start to harden. Robin prayed he made it through the dinner without embarrassing himself, though it seemed his wife was going to do everything in her power to drive him mad with lust.

God, he loved her.

"Cat got your tongue?" she asked, teasing him.

"Your beauty leaves me speechless," he replied, flirting right back with her. Two could definitely play this game.

She smirked as she leaned forward. "This is going to be a great night, isn't it?"

"That's the plan," he assured her. "A wonderful dinner in a romantic setting, some wine and then dessert back in the room."

"I quite approve of this plan," Regina replied with a coy smirk. She ran her foot up his leg again. "I am very much looking forward to dessert."

He swallowed, his cock twitching again. "So am I."

Their waiter approached, greeting them and launching into the night's specials. Robin leaned back as he listened, pleased with how the night was going so far. He just knew it was going to be perfect.

Regina deserved nothing less.


Robin signed the check before placing the pen back in the little folder. He slid it to the end of the table before looking up at Regina, grinning. "You ready to head back to the room?"

She smirked, eager to get him naked and in their bed. "You mean for dessert?"

"Oh, yes," he replied. "I'm very excited for dessert. Shall we?"

He stood, holding out his hand to her. She took it and laced their fingers together as they left their table. They thanked their waiter as they passed by him and he wished them a good night. She exchanged a look with Robin, who smirked in response as she knew what they were both thinking – they were going to have a very good night.

They exited Dionysius Hall and a soft evening breeze blew through her hair. She took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh summer air hinted with fragrances from the flowers planted around the grounds. "It's so beautiful here," she said.

"It is," he replied. "We should come back here one day. You know, when Henry is older and we feel comfortable leaving him with someone overnight."

"I can't even imagine that yet," she said, imagining the baby boy they would be bringing home soon. "I feel like I would want to hold him forever."

He chuckled. "That's why I said when Henry is older. I imagine him walking and talking. Maybe even potty trained by the time we're ready to leave him for a night."

She laughed, leaning her head against his shoulder. "Of course, we're saying that now."

"True," he replied. "It could be that in a few months, we'll be begging your mother to come over and watch Henry so we can come here to get some sleep."

"I'm sure she will come right over. She's going to dote on our little boy so much," Regina said, smiling as she thought about her mother being a grandmother and all the things her mother had already bought for him – though she worried it more about avoiding her grief rather than doting on her first grandchild.

They arrived back at the main building and Robin reached out to open the door. He gave her a little bow. "After you, milady."

"Thank you," she replied, stepping into the lobby. He followed quickly behind her and she reached back, eager to hold his hand again.

With their fingers laced together, they walked over to the elevator and hopped on one before the doors closed. She and Robin kept exchanging glances as the car rose up through the floors, the two excited to get back to their room. Once they got to their floor, they almost ran the rest of the way.

Robin barely closed the door behind him when Regina pushed him against it, kissing his neck. "Dinner was lovely but now it's time for dessert," she told him.

"I couldn't agree more," he replied with a growl, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he kissed her, carrying her to the bed.

They fell onto together, still kissing. Regina managed to kick off her shoes as she started to loosen Robin's tie. Between kisses, she said: "You need to be naked."

"So do you," he replied, reaching for her zipper and pulling it down. "Do you want to stand or…?"

"I think I can shimmy out like this," she said, helping him remove her dress. It eventually slid down her legs and off her feet.

Regina loosened his tie. "Now it's your turn."

Together, they removed his suit until he laid there in just his boxers. She ran her hand down his chest, smiling. "There. Much better."

"I'm glad you approve," he said, running a finger along the edge of her bra until it got to her clasp. "But I think this needs to come off next."

He undid the clasp and she shimmied out it, noting how his eyes remained focus on her breasts. She tossed the bra aside and brought one of his hands up to her breast. "Better?"

"Much," he said, massaging it. "Eventually we'll get to the panties. But this is a start for now."

Robin eased her onto her back, his other hand coming to cup her other breast. She felt his hard cock poking her through his boxers and she reached down, squeezing it. "When does this come into play?"

"In good time," he told her, giving her breasts a gentle squeeze.

"Just make sure it's sooner rather than later," she told him, kissing the end of his nose.

He nuzzled her before toying with one of her nipples with his thumb. "Don't worry, love. I doubt I will be able to ignore it for much longer."

"No," she replied, giving his cock another squeeze through his boxers. "I imagine you won't."

Robin kissed her and gently lowered himself down before rolling them on their sides. Their legs entwined and she began to rut against his tented boxers. He moaned into their kiss and she nibbled on his lip, urging him to open for her. When he did, she slipped her tongue inside and deepened the kiss as they continued to hold each other.

Her head already began to spin and she found she didn't want to take things slow – not right now. Breaking the kiss, she nipped at his ear before whispering: "Fuck me."

"That's what I'm planning on doing," he said, nuzzling her. "We have all night, love. And I plan make the most of it."

"You still can. I just need you now," she replied, slipping her hand under his boxers and stroking his hard cock.

He swallowed though he still hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she replied, fondling his balls for good measure. "I want you to fuck me into the mattress. Then we can spend the rest of the night dragging out rounds two, three, four, whatever…"

"It sounds like someone has big plans for tonight," he said, his hands on her breasts again.

She nodded. "Oh, yes. So, are you going to fuck me?"

With a smile, Robin proceeded to do just that.


Babymoon sex was amazing.

That was the only thought that filled Robin's mind as he and Regina lay together, their bodies cooling and heart rates coming down after a round of morning sex. But their cuddling was cut short when his stomach growled. She laughed, propping herself up with her elbow. "We should probably eat, huh?"

"Probably," he agreed. "Do you want to order room service or actually go somewhere for breakfast?"

She bit her lip, checking the clock next to the bed before asking: "What do you think about skipping straight to lunch?"

"I think that sounds like a great idea," he said, rubbing her arm. "Maybe we can try that Greek restaurant?"

"You read my mind," she replied, leaning closer with a smirk. "What am I thinking now?"

He leaned closer as well, pretending to concentrate so he could read her mind. "You think we should go to the bathroom and take a nice bath together."

She looked impressed. "Okay, you really can read my mind. That's a bit spooky."

"I think it's more that we've been together long enough that we really understand each other," he replied. "After all, aren't there times where you have predicted what I was going to say?"

"That is true," she said before pushing back the covers. "Come on. Let's go take that bath before we starve."

He followed her out the bed, chasing her into the bathroom as he tried to tickle her sides. She playfully swatted them and their laughter echoed around the room before he kissed her, his heart feeling lighter than it had in weeks.

God, he loved her.


"I hope this Greek restaurant is as good as it looks because I'm starving," Regina said, pulling Robin off the elevator as the doors opened at the lobby.

He chuckled as he followed her. "Slow down. It's not going anywhere. We don't have to run to the restaurant."

She glanced over her shoulder, scowling at him. "I'm sorry – what part of 'I'm starving' don't you get?"

"Alright, alright, but maybe we could find a pace just below running the Boston Marathon?" he suggested teasingly.

"Fine," she said with a sigh. She looked back and her heart sank when she saw the woman from the day before talking with a manager. The woman pointed at them quite emphatically and Regina knew it wasn't good.

Robin wrapped his arm around her. "Regina, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Our friend," she said, motioning to the woman. "I think she's making trouble for us."

"Do you want to just leave and head to the restaurant? Make them find us?" he asked her, taking her hand now.

She started to agree when the woman called out to them. Regina felt frozen to the spot as she watched the woman storm over to them, the manager following her. "Frauds!" she yelled, almost getting in Regina's face.

"Ma'am, please," the manager said, pulling her back. He gave Regina an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologize to her? She's a liar who is defrauding your hotel!" the woman yelled.

Robin pulled Regina closer to him as he frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Maybe we should go to my office?" the manager suggested. "We'll have some privacy so we can sort this out."

While Robin and Regina agreed to do that, the woman shook her head and refused to move. "No. I want everyone to know about these two FRAUDS! They need to be STOPPED and SHAMED!"

People were now watching them and Regina grew agitated, her face burning under their stares. "What are you talking about?" she asked in a hiss.

"I know you checked in under the babymoon special but you are clearly NOT PREGNANT!" the woman yelled, going to poke Regina's stomach. She recoiled as Robin stuck his arm in front of her, the two glowering at the woman.

The manager stepped between them, looking at the woman. "Ma'am, I have to ask you to please keep your hands to yourself and your voice down."

"Why are you acting like I'm doing something wrong? They're the CRIMINALS!" she yelled, leaning to look past him and point at them.

"Ma'am, these guests are nothing of the sort. I've looked up their reservations and I can assure you there is no fraud going on here," the manager insisted. It appeared he was on their side and it provided some comfort to Regina.

The woman frowned. "How can you say that? That woman is clearly not pregnant! I've seen her in a bathing suit, I've seen her in the hot tub and I saw her drinking wine!"

"You've been stalking me since we got here and it's creepy," Regina countered. "Why do you care about what I do?"

"I care because I'm paying a lot of money and you're not," the woman snapped. "You cheated."

Robin frowned. "We haven't cheated at all. You've just cheated yourself out of an enjoyable vacation by focusing on ours."

"Please, just leave us alone," Regina pleaded. "We're just trying to enjoy a nice weekend together."

"Not until you answer my question. Are you pregnant?" the woman asked, crossing her arms.

By now, there was a group of people standing around them and Regina realized that they were all looking at her with suspicion. While the manager was trying to de-escalate the situation, she knew there was only one way out of this.

She was going to have to tell the truth.

"I am not pregnant," she said. A look of triumph flashed in the woman's eyes but Regina pushed on before she could say anything. "My husband and I are adopting and the birth mother is due any day now. I just lost my father unexpectedly and we thought a nice weekend alone before the baby came would be just what we needed."

The crowd began to murmur and she could feel them start to turn on her accuser, who had gone white. Regina didn't want to say why she and Robin were adopting as it wasn't anyone else's business. But at the same time, she wanted the woman to understand what nerves she had just poked and why next time, she should just mind her own business.

"I can't get pregnant," she said softly. "There are many things I can't experience and I was so grateful that I could have a babymoon like any other expectant mother. But I guess it doesn't matter if you're not the one carrying the baby, huh?"

"I, uh, I didn't know," the woman protested weakly, realizing she had completely lost any high ground she may have had.

Regina nodded. "Exactly. You didn't know because it wasn't your business. You made an assumption and you just proved the old proverb about assuming to be true."

"Alright, everyone, nothing to see here," the manager said, dispersing the crowd. They walked away, many giving the woman dirty looks as they passed her.

He then turned to the woman. "I think it's best if we go talk in my office and that if maybe you check out today."

She didn't put up a fight as a security guard appeared behind her, escorting her away. The manager sighed before turning back to Robin and Regina. "I am so sorry. She did make that claim earlier but we checked your reservation and saw that Astrid had noted you were adopting so I tried to tell her everything was alright but, well…"

"Once something gets into some people's heads, they have to follow it through to the end," Regina finished.

He nodded. "Pretty much. Where are you two going anyway?"

"The Greek restaurant," Robin replied, reminding Regina of how hungry she was. She hoped her stomach wasn't growling.

"Enjoy your meal then," he said. "I promise you won't have any more problems and hope you enjoy the rest of your time with us."

Regina thanked him before tugging on Robin's hand. "Come on. Let's go."

He didn't move though, pulling her close to him. "Are you sure? Do you need a minute? Want to get room service instead?"

"No," she said, not wanting to hide. She hadn't done anything wrong and she wasn't going to let that woman steal her babymoon from her. "I'm fine. Let's go to the restaurant."

"Alright," he replied, kissing her forehead. He then took her hand again and they left the lobby, heading to the restaurant to finally get something to eat.


They shared a rather large lunch together and ate every morsel of food given to them. Regina wasn't too sure if she was just that hungry or if it really was the best Greek food she had had in a long time. She decided it was probably a mixture of both as she shared baklava with Robin.

When they asked for the bill, their server told them that it had been handled. That surprised them and Regina asked: "What do you mean by that?"

"Management called and said your meal is on the house," the server said. "Today must be your lucky day."

"Something like that," Robin replied, sharing a glance at Regina. They both knew the truth – this was management's way of making up for the woman harassing them and they were not going to complain.

They thanked the server and Robin made sure to give him a good tip before they left the restaurant. He wrapped his arm around her and Regina leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder. "What do you want to do now?" he asked.

"I was hoping we could see if we can get a couples massage, like we did on our honeymoon," she replied.

He hummed. "Those were very enjoyable. Alright, let's go see if they can squeeze us in today. And if not?"

"Then I say we should go put on our bathing suits and enjoy another afternoon in the pool," she said.

"Another very good idea," he replied, kissing the top of her head. "Let's go see how we'll spend the afternoon – relaxing on massage tables or in the pool."

She smiled as they headed toward the spa, a bounce in her step. For a few moments, she felt bad for that woman and wondered why she had felt she wouldn't be happy on vacation until she had seen two "frauds" kicked out of the hotel. Regina hoped she would learn something from this and try to find healing so she could enjoy her next vacation.

Then she put the woman from her mind. She had taken up enough of Regina's babymoon and wouldn't get anymore.


Regina stood on the balcony attached to their room, leaning against the railing as she watched the sunset behind the trees. The sky lit up in a beautiful pink and orange pattern though she started to see hints of dark blue start to bleed in, heralding the inky night sky to come. A cool breeze blew around her and she tightened the black shawl she had wrapped around her shoulders, sighing contently.

Two strong arms wrapped around her and she leaned against Robin's chest. He kissed the side of her head. "Admiring the view?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. "And just trying to hold onto this feeling of peace before we have to head back to the real world tomorrow."

He hummed, rocking her gently. "Well, we still have tonight. I say we make the most of it."

"I agree," she replied, smiling. "What do you have in mind?"

"Come inside and I'll show you," he said, letting her go to take her hand to lead her back into the room. She followed eagerly, certain she knew what he meant.

He closed the door behind them and pulled her close. "So, any requests for how you want to start?"

She smirked, trying to figure out what she wanted to do with him. An idea hit her and she motioned to their bed. "Why don't you have a seat and I'll put on a little show?"

"Well, that sounds intriguing," he said, letting her pull away as he sat at the edge of the bed. "What kind of show?"

Regina pulled up the music app on her phone and put on a sexy song before setting it down. She turned to Robin, swaying her hips. "I think you know."

He swallowed, nodding. "Oh, I think I'm going to like this show."

"I think you will too," she replied, reaching up behind her and grabbing the zipper of her dress. She turned around so he could watch her slowly unzip it, revealing the red lacy bra and panties she wore underneath it.

Regina glanced over her shoulder, noticing that Robin rubbed his lap as he licked his lips. She smirked. "You like?"

"Oh, yes," he replied breathlessly.

She turned around to face him again, still swinging her hips in rhythmic circles as she approached him. Regina straddled him, toying with his tie. "I think you need to lose some clothes."

"You do?" he asked, smirking as his eyes locked onto her lips. "And are you going to do something about it?"

"I am," she told him, kissing him as she undid his tie. As she leaned away from him, she pulled the tie with her and tossed it over her shoulder. She then started to unbutton his shirt as his hands rested against her back.

They then fell away as she pulled his shirt down over his arms, letting it fall back onto the bed. She ran her fingers over his chest as he kissed her neck, his lips closing on a pressure point. He sucked it and she grinded against him, moaning softly. "Oh, god…"

He chuckled in between kisses trailed along her jaw. "I have a feeling you'll be saying that a lot tonight."

"I hope you will be too," she replied, toying with one of his nipples. "This is supposed to be about both of us, right?"

"Right," he assured her with a smile. "One last fling before we're parents."

She chuckled. "You make it sound like we're never having sex again once Henry comes."

"Well, I know it's not as drastic as that," he replied, "but it's going to be awhile before we adjust to a schedule – both him and us."

"I'm glad you're prepared for parenthood but maybe we should avoid talk about Henry for the rest of the night," she told him, toying with his belt now.

He let a soft chuckle before nodding. "I'm killing the mood, aren't I?"

"Just a little," she said, holding her forefinger and thumb really close together. "I don't want to think about our son right now."

"Okay, okay. Let's close our eyes, take a deep breath and put him out of our minds for the next few hours. Deal?" he asked. She nodded and they did just that.

After slowly letting out a breath, she cleared her mind and opened her eyes. She looked right into Robin's blue ones as she asked: "Better?"

He nodded. "Much better. My mind is only on one thing – giving you a very pleasurable night."

"Good," she replied, kissing his nose. "Because that's the only thing on my mind as well."

She removed his belt and tossed it aside, standing up. Regina motioned for him to stand as well. "It'll be easier for me to take off your pants," she said.

"Yes, ma'am," he sassed, standing. She unzipped his pants and undid the button there before sliding the pants down to reveal the silky black boxers underneath them.

Regina hummed in appreciation as she stood again, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You really dressed to impress tonight."

"I had someone very important I wanted to impress," he replied, smirking though his eyes were filled with love and adoration.

"Well, I think she's very impressed," she told him, kissing his neck. She then kissed his jaw before saying: "I think she's always very impressed by you."

He smiled and ran his fingers up her back, toying with her bra clasp. "That's very good to know."

She gently pushed against his chest before stepping away from him, wagging her finger like he was a naughty boy. "Not yet."

"Can you blame a man for trying?" he asked, giving her a charming smile. She laughed as she gently pushed him back onto the bed.

Regina straddled him. "No, but I think you're going to be glad I stopped you."

"Is that so?" he asked, playing along with her.

She nodded, slowly gyrating against him. "Oh, yes. I am just getting started. The best is yet to come."

He moaned. "Oh, I have no doubt about that."

"Good," Regina said, kissing him. She was ready to make her prediction come true.


Queen happily greeted them as Cora ushered Robin and Regina into her house, jumping up between both her owners. Regina knelt and petted her, giving the dog a big hug. "Did you miss us, Your Majesty?" she asked.

"She did," Cora said. "She tended to come lay down by the door around six o'clock each night, expecting you two to come home then."

"I'm sorry, Queen, but Daddy and I are home now. Though I suspect your grandmother spoiled you rotten this weekend," Regina said, giving Queen's head a kiss.

Cora chuckled. "I may have."

She then invited them into the living room and they followed her into the next room. As they sat down on the couch, Queen jumped up and curled between them. Robin scratched her behind the ears as Cora took a seat in the nearest armchair. "So, how was your weekend?"

"It was very good," Regina replied, smiling. "We had one small bump during it but otherwise it was very relaxing and very romantic."

"We both feel very refreshed now and ready to face parenthood," Robin agreed.

Cora smiled. "I'm sure you are. And I'm sure you're really excited for your son to arrive."

"We are," Regina said. She then tilted her head, studying her mother. "How was your weekend?"

"It was good," she replied with a soft smile. "It was nice having Queen with me. We went on some nice walks around the lake and enjoyed some quiet evenings in."

Regina was glad to see her mother so happy. "Sounds look a good weekend."

Cora nodded. "It was. But I'm also happy to have you two here as well. I was thinking of ordering out for dinner. Do you want to stay or would you rather go home?"

While she wanted to stay, she didn't want to make Robin feel like they had to if he wanted to go home. Regina glanced over at her husband, who gave her a soft smile and a nod. She took his hand as she looked back at her mother. "We'd love to join you."

"Great," Cora said, standing. "Let me go check the menus I have and we can find a good place for all of us."

She went into the kitchen and Regina leaned closer to Robin. "You okay with staying here?"

"Of course," he replied. "I love your mum and enjoy spending time with her."

"I know. I just want to make sure you're not tired," she told him, moving closer to him as Queen climbed onto his lap.

He shook his head. "I'm fine. Are you?"

She nodded, kissing his cheek. "I'm perfectly content."

"Good," he replied as Cora called them into the kitchen. "Let's go see what your mother wants."

Queen jumped down from the couch as he stood. Regina smiled. "You go ahead. I'll be right there."

"Alright," he said, kissing the top of her head. "Take your time. Come on, Your Majesty. Let's go see Grandma."

As they left the room, Regina stood and moved toward her father's favorite armchair. The house felt so much emptier and quieter without him. She sat on it, taking in his comforting scent. Closing her eyes, she imagined he was there with them, eagerly waiting for the birth of his grandson.

"I miss you, Daddy," she whispered. "You should be here."

She took one more giant whiff of his scent before climbing off the chair. Wiping some tears from her eyes, she tried to put on a happy face before entering the kitchen. Robin, though, took one look at her and pulled her in for a hug. "I miss him too," he whispered to her.

"We all do," Cora said. "Even Queen. She also liked to mope on his chair. I think she knows he's gone."

Regina leaned against Robin. "I feel guilty now. I didn't think about him once this entire weekend."

"It's okay," Robin assured her. "I didn't either."

"Is it though?" she asked, her voice cracking as she tried to not cry.

Her mother nodded, reaching out and pulling her in for a hug now. "Of course it is. It doesn't mean you love him any less or that you don't miss him. He wouldn't want your life to stop. He would want you to keep living."

Regina held onto her mother tighter, knowing she was right. "But I still feel so guilty."

"I know," Cora replied. "That's normal. But it will fade away."

She then pulled away, brushing some tears from Regina's face. "Come. Let's find some place to order from and enjoy dinner together, knowing that wherever your father may be, he is watching us with a smile."

Regina nodded, giving her mother's hands a squeeze. "You're right. He would want us to enjoy our night. Not spend it crying."

"Exactly," Cora said, picking up some menus. "So, do you want Italian, Chinese or sushi?"

As they debated their dinner choice, Regina wrapped her arm around Robin. He held her close and she let herself smile. They were going to have a nice dinner and then go home to get some rest – just like her father would've wanted.

Then in a few weeks, she and Robin would welcome their son into their lives.

She couldn't wait.


A/N: Happy 2021! Who else is glad to put 2020 behind us? I know I am!

So this is my first update of the year. And hopefully, I'll have a lot more this year.

If you want to read the steamy parts of their babymoon, please be sure to go to either AO3 or Wattpad.

Next time, we'll finally get to Henry's birth! I hope you all enjoy this.

Thanks for reading!

-Mac