I was away last week so I decided to spend some time reading this story from the beginning... bad idea. I can't believe how many errors I found in it. I'm surprised anyone has bothered to follow it :s So if you are still following; I apologise for the silly errors and I'll try to be more vigilant when I proof read the chapters before I publish them but I'm sure I will still make mistakes. Thank you for sticking with me though :D 3
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"Regina?" She tries again after still not getting an answer. "Please, talk to me."
"I have to think of our baby and what is best for him or her."
"Okay..." Emma feels her own panic rising, she doesn't want to leave the only place that has ever felt like home, but wherever Regina goes, she will go.
"What is for the best?"
"It scares the hell out of me but we have to stay. The best thing for our baby is to be surrounded by family. That includes Kathryn, Ruby and everyone else that has supported us. If Cora is released at some point then we will have to deal with that. I will do what she never did and protect my child to the death." She wasn't prepared to walk away from the happy life she now had, not even the looming threat of Cora could make her do that.
Emma breathes out a huge sigh of relief. "Five years is a long time... are you sure you want to do this?" Her eyes are tearing up in relief.
"I want a lifetime with you and our two idiots," they both share a laugh at that at that. "That woman has always had far too much control over me but I won't let it happen any longer. You have helped me face the hardest and most difficult time of my life. As long as we are together I don't think there isn't anything we couldn't face."
Emma swipes at the happy tears that run down her cheeks. There were still obstacles to come but with Regina agreeing to this it meant that they could all stay together and they would have the club backing them too. It was more than she had ever expected. "We can do this, together."
Regina's mind was made up. There was no doubt that she was doing the right thing. There was just a little bit of fear around the Cora issue but she was hopeful that everything would be okay because Emma said it would be. "You had better let Ingrid know so we can get the ball rolling," she proposes.
"I guess I better had," Emma agrees through a big smile. "When I'm done here I'm coming straight over there to kiss you both." She felt like she was walking on air. She was getting everything she wanted. Regina was fighting her own fears to look after their family and keep them all together.
"I won't argue with that... but I'm not sure how Mal will feel about you kissing her," she teases.
"Ha-ha smarty pants. Just for that I am going to rescind your kissing privileges." She could almost laugh at herself for saying that. As soon as she was in front of Regina she would happily drop to her knees and kiss her anywhere the brunette damn well wished. Subconsciously she licks her lips, remembering the taste of her lover from the night before.
Regina whole heartedly chuckles and Emma thinks she could happily drown in that sound because it's been so long since she last heard it. "Darling, I always have faith in you… but not with that. Hurry up and get over here. I need to see you." They had only been apart for not much longer than an hour but she was missing her already and really needed to be with her after the decision she had just made. Even if it was just for a moment.
"Okay. I will tell Ingrid she can go ahead and get the contract finalised and send it off to Cruella. Then I'm coming over to see you… and not kiss you," she jokes.
"We'll see. I love you, Emma."
"I love you too, so much. I'll be there in a bit." She hangs up and dashes out of the room to find Ingrid.
"Coach?" Emma calls out across the cafeteria, attracting the attention of the only two women in the room. She can tell Ruby is anxious, even from the other side of the room.
"Have you come to a decision?" Ingrid questions, trying to sound indifferent.
"Get my contract sent over to Cruella, please. I'm staying," she exclaims excitedly.
Ruby sprints across the room and tackles her into a hug, slamming her against the wall. "I'm so glad you're staying, Swan."
"Don't worry, we'll keeping winning trophies," Emma promises.
"Sod the trophies. I'm glad you are staying," she says meaningfully.
"Me too, Rubes, me too." She slaps her friends back and pushes her away. "You can find your own way home. I'm going to see my girl." Thankfully, Ruby knows it's light-hearted and well meant.
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"Welcome to Mal's. Is it a table for one?" The hostess professionally asks when Emma approaches. She was used to seeing celebrities at the high-end establishment so it didn't faze her at all.
"Actually, I wanted to speak to Mal."
"I'll just call her." She hits one button and immediately connects to Mal's office. "I have a Miss Emma Swan to see you… certainly, right away." She hangs up and looks behind her, clicking her fingers for to get the attention of the barman and calling him over.
"Smith will take you to Mal's office," the hostess politely informs her.
He leads her to Mal's domain, knocking on the door before opening it when Mal gives him permission to enter.
"Emma, nice to see you. What can I do for you?" She puts her pen down and Smith closes the door, leaving them alone. "Congratulations, by the way," she smirks once Smith had left.
"Thank you," Emma smiles widely and proudly. "I was wondering if I would be allowed to take Regina home?"
"Is she okay? She hasn't said anything to me about being unwell and neither has Pierre." Her brows furrow and she sounds concerned.
"I think she's pushing herself a little too hard today… mentally. There's a lot going on and I'm probably being a bit selfish but I just want to take her home. I know she will try to push through it but the press release will be going out soon and I don't want her to be on her own."
"When I'm here she is never on her own Emma. I promise you that. But I understand what you mean. Let's go find her and you can take her home."
"Is Regina in the kitchen?" Mal asks one of the chefs that they pass in the corridor.
"No, she has been taken to the first aid room."
"First aid room? Where the hell is that?" Emma shouts at him in a blind panic.
"It's the first right at the end of the corridor," Mal informs her but Emma is already halfway down the corridor before she finishes her sentence.
"Regina…. Regina," Emma shouts as she checks each door that she passes. When she's in front of the door that has the first aid laminate on it she bursts in, startling the brunette, and some woman she doesn't recognise who is holding Regina's finger under a running tap. "Baby, what happened?" She asks, almost pushing the other woman out of the way but the first aider stands her ground and Emma can only stand besides Regina as she witnesses what looks like a lot of blood mix with the running water and flows down the sink.
"I was a little distracted and I accidentally cut myself," she replies nonchalantly. "Are you okay? You look like you're going to pass out."
"I… I'm fine." She could throttle the lanky streak of piss that had told her where Regina was. He could have chosen his words more wisely and not sent her into an almost panic attack. She's standing at Regina's side and slips her arms around her waist, kissing her cheek at the same time, just wanting to be close to her.
"I thought my kissing privileges were revoked?"
"They are reinstated momentarily." Emma inhales the scent that is Regina as she tries to calm her beating heart.
"Are you alright, Regina?" Mal asks when she finally joins then. Her six inch Louboutin's were not made for running around corridors.
"I had a slight mishap," she embarrassedly admits to her boss.
"Keep your finger under the water. I'm just going to grab a bandage." The woman that was looking after her instructs, not paying mind to anyone else in the room as she goes about doing her job. She was one of the supervisors and also a designated first aider.
"Everything seems to be under control here. I'll leave you all to it. See you tomorrow, Regina." Mal is delighted at how adorable the young couple are and she is more than happy to note just how attentive Emma is with her. Like everyone else, she was of course aware of Emma's reputation when it came to women but she could see now just how ill-fitting that reputation is.
"See you tomorrow," Regina replies, wondering why she wouldn't be seeing Mal at any other time of the day. Maybe she had a meeting to attend to she dismissively thinks.
"Here we go," the woman helping Regina says as she turns off the tap and dabs the sliced area of skin with a tissue before adding sterile dressing.
"Should I take her to hospital?" Emma asks the woman, who she still hasn't learnt the name of.
"No, it's just a little cut. Nothing to worry about."
"She might need stitches. It looks deep."
"No, it's just a little cut," she tiredly repeats. She knows what she is doing and doesn't appreciate being questioned about it.
"Do I have to keep her awake?"
"It's a cut… not a concussion," the annoyed woman snaps.
"Are you even a Doctor?" Emma snaps back. It was highly unlike Emma to be rude but this was Regina's health and she couldn't be too careful. The fact that it was just a small cut was completely lost on her.
"Emma!" Regina gasps in shock.
"Yes, I have a PhD in tiny cuts," she sarcastically snipes before leaving the room.
"Aren't you even going to show me how to change the dressing?" Emma shouts after the woman she decides she definitely doesn't like.
"IT'S A TINY CUT!" The pissed off woman shouts back.
Emma shakes her head at how flippant the woman was being when her fiancée was injured. "Do you need to lie down?" Emma asks her seriously.
"Darling, it really is just a small cut. Why are you overreacting like this?"
Emma huffs, knowing Regina was right in her accusation. "Today is getting to me. Remember your suggestion this morning about staying in bed? Just you, me, and the four walls? Why don't we do that?"
"Because I'm at work," she replies sweetly as she watches the storm of emotions brewing in dark green eyes.
"You're obviously distracted," Emma points out as she glares at Regina's bandaged finger.
"I suppose I am, but that doesn't change the fact that I still have to work."
"No, you don't." Emma cheerfully announces but Regina narrows her eyes at her. "I asked Mal and she said it's okay for you to go home."
"You did what?" Regina steps back from the loose arms around her waist.
Emma cringes at the tone Regina uses. She wasn't prepared for that reaction. "I asked her if I could take you home," she admits as if she was a child standing in front of a headmistress for fighting on the playground.
"I don't need to go home. I need distraction."
"Maybe I need distraction too," she breaks eye contact and looks down at the floor, "maybe I need you."
Regina softens at Emma's vulnerability. "Then why didn't you just say that?"
"I need to be strong for you…"
"I'm not very experienced at relationships but I'm pretty sure that's now how they work," Regina explains softly as she takes Emma's hands and intertwines their fingers, careful to not knock the bandaged one. "Your needs are just as important as mine. You can't neglect your own needs for me. It's not healthy and it won't work for us in the long-run." She feels and sees Emma stiffen at the mere mention of them not working out. "Our relationship is a two way street and if you need me to be the strong one when you're feeling weak… I can do that. Okay?"
"Okay," Emma's lips twitch in the smallest of smiles for just a moment. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go over your head with Mal."
"Next time just talk to me. Tell me what you want. Can you do that for me?" Emma nods her head. "Good. Our bed and four walls do sound good right about now. I'm so done with today and worrying. I need to relax."
"Me too." Emma smiles brightly as she drops to her knees.
"What are you doing?" They couldn't help each other relax here, not in her place of work.
"Get your mind out of the gutter. I promised both of you a kiss." She pushes the chef whites up to expose Regina's stomach before planting a gentle kiss just below her belly button, hoping she's in the right area. She murmurs something very quietly that Regina couldn't quite catch.
"What was that?" The brunette asks, curious to know what Emma had whispered.
"It was private," she replies with a cheeky wink as she stands up straight again and offers Regina her handj. "Let's go."
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"Turn your phone off," Regina requests as she turns her own off as soon as they step into their home. "I don't want anyone to be able to reach us for the next couple of hours. Everything out there can continue without us. Right now I just need it to be you and me."
"Sure thing." She helps Regina out of her jacket before switching it off. "Do you want something to eat?"
"No, I want to go to bed."
"Going to have a nap?"
"Nope. I still want some distraction," she deviously smirks. She was feeling so much lighter than she had been this morning, everything had gone well so far. All they really had to worry about was the possibility of public backlash but that was appearing to be less and less likely to happen, and also the mess with Cora. They weren't out of danger just yet but she was putting on a brave face for Emma. Her sweet, selfless, Emma had shown a crack in her armour that morning, for the first time ever, so she was going to be the one to hold her together.
Green eyes bulge in excitement. "I can sooo help you with that."
"I was hoping you would say that," Regina purrs before turning on her heels and dashing up the stairs.
"Oh no you don't, lady." Emma is hot on her heels as she takes the stairs two at a time. Half way up the stairs she has caught up with the smaller woman and she wraps her arms around her waist and lifts her up, causing her to shriek in laughter, as she continues their ascent.
Emma only puts Regina down when they are at the foot of their bed.
"Are my kissing privileges still reinstated?" Regina purrs against Emma's lips as she stands on her tip-toes, her arms around the blondes neck.
"Uh-huh," Emma confirms. Her own hands move from Regina's hips to her curvy backside.
"Then why aren't you kissing me?"
Emma brushes her lips against deep red, letting her bottom lip drag slowly. Her dick is staring to harden and with her hands squeezing the full backside of her lover she pulls Regina hard against her. The groan that falls from the mouth against her own forces her semi to fill further and take up every spare inch of room in her boxers. She rocks her hips against Regina and swipes the tip of her tongue over her full bottom lip that immediately parts to greet the exploring muscle with her own.
Regina doesn't mean to but she digs her nails into the back of Emma's neck, as she always does, when she feels the bulge of her dick press against her crotch and her tongue slipping into her mouth. Her core begins to throb as all the blood in her body rushes there. She lets Emma control the kiss, her warm tongue reacting to the blondes as Emma explores her mouth.
Emma lifts her up and steps closer to the bed so she can lay her onto it. Standing up straight, Emma reaches for her belt and starts unbuckling it as Regina watches her, wide-eyed in anticipation of what is to come. Her eyes are glued to the bulge in the tight jeans. Once Emma has popped the button and unzipped them she reaches inside her boxers to grab herself, knowing just how much Regina likes to watch her touch herself.
Brown eyes staring up at her turn to black. Regina gropes her own breasts over her silk shirt, avoiding using her bandaged finger, gently tweaking her nipples through the material. She was mesmorised by the movement of Emma's hand in her boxers.
"Touch yourself for me."
Regina is only too happy to oblige and quickly undoes her pants before slipping her them down her legs, along with her panties. She kicks them off her feet and lets her legs fall apart, giving Emma a show of her own.
The sight of her lovers swollen, pink pussy that's glistening with her arousal makes her want sink her cock deep inside of her but instead she grips the base of her dick roughly to try and calm herself. "Fuck," she harshly rasps.
Regina tampers down her own desire for the moment so she can undo the buttons on her shirt and pull the material aside before pushing down the cups of her bra. One hand goes to back to grope a breast and the other slides down her body until her fingertips meet with wet heat. She moans and her back arches as she slides them lower, searching for her centre, circling her core but not slipping inside.
Emma starts fisting her cock again when Regina whimpers and writhes on the bed. She pushes down her jeans and boxers just enough so she can free herself, whilst still gripping her dick, to give herself more space to really stroke her length. She drags her hand to just below the bulbous head and gives it a squeeze before running her thumb over the leaking tip to gather more lubricant for the shaft.
Regina's touch is featherlight and teasing as she circles her clit and strokes her lips but the harder Emma jerks her dick the more demanding her own fingers become. Her hips jerk each time her fingers reach her core, only for her to deny herself the pleasure of having them push inside. Nothing but Emma inside her would do.
Emma drops to her knees and pulls Regina's hips to the edge of the bed so her mouth is only inches away from the clenching core that was so desperate to be filled. She takes one of the spread legs and tenderly kisses along the calf to the back of her knee before placing the leg over her shoulder and repeating the action on the other leg.
Regina's hand stills momentarily until Emma lightly nips at the back of her knee, causing her to reach for blonde locks. When she has a fistful of golden tendrils she pulls her mouth to where she needs it most.
The sweet scent of Regina fills her nostrils and has her mouth watering in anticipation. She takes a long, slow lick from her opening to her clit and gives a small suck to the bud when she reaches it. Forceful hips push up against her mouth as the hand in her hair pulls her closer, demanding more. Who was she to deny the needs of her pregnant fiancée? She takes the swollen nub between her lips and laves it with her tongue before licking back down and up through her puffy lips again.
"Inside me, Emma." Comes the breathless demand as she pushes her head lower.
The taste that coats her tongue when she pushes inside of her lover is stronger and even more delicious than what she has been treated to so far.
"Mmmm…. yesssss." Wanton hips push up against the welcome intrusion and her nails dig into Emma's scalp.
She's trapped between the hand in her hair and the pussy against her face and she wouldn't have it any other way. She twists and curves her incessant tongue inside her lover, pulling the most incredible sounds from the woman below her, all the while swallowing her delectable essence. She has to pull on her own balls to try and calm herself .
For the first time since waking up Regina wasn't thinking about Cora or the impending press release, she wasn't thinking at all. She was too absorbed in everything Emma was doing to her body. Her hips rock up to meet every thrust of the tongue inside her and as good as it is it's not quite enough to push her over the edge into bliss. She takes the hand that's gripping her hip, and with it the only control Emma had to stop herself being suffocated, and guides it to the apex of her thighs.
Emma looks up into blown pupils and with a cheeky wink she starts a furious pace with her middle finger around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Thighs tighten around Emma's head and Regina's other hand joins its twin in the mess of blonde. "Emmaaaaa" Her back arches and she cums hard into the ravenous mouth on her.
Emma hums in delight as she swallows the gush of warm liquid she can never get enough of. She's glad Regina's legs are wrapped so tightly around her ears so she can't hear the beautiful moans that always accompany her fiancée's orgasms; otherwise she would definitely be cumming, no matter how hard she pulled on her balls. When the pressure on her scalp and around her ears eases up she stills her fingers but keeps licking at the swollen walls, milking every last tremor and flutter from them until Regina gently pushes her away.
"Mmmm… ohhh god. You are sooo good at that," Regina breathlessly commends as Emma kisses and nips at her thighs.
"You taste sooo good." She wipes her chin as she climbs on the bed and hovers over Regina. The engorged purple head of her cock is leaking so profusely it's streaming down her shaft.
Regina reaches up to pull the blonde down into a heated kiss to share in her taste on pale pink lips. Emma moans into her mouth and lowers herself to her elbows so their bodies are pressed together and the underside of her cock is pressed against her soaked slit. "Shit," she deliriously moans into Regina's mouth as she gently rocks her hips.
Regina pulls back from the kiss and looks up at Emma, whose eyes are closed and has a look of bliss on her face as her dick slowly slides backwards and forwards between sticky wet lips.
"Tsss," she gasps. She didn't want to stop Emma's enjoyment, especially after the pleasure she'd just had bestowed upon her but she was feeling pretty sensitive and just needed a moment to recover.
Emma immediately stops and her eyes shoot open. "What's wrong?"
"I'm a bit sensitive."
"Sorry." She begins moving off Regina but small hands grip her waist and stop her.
"It's okay. I just need a minute... but my mouths fine," she says with a wink. "Come up here."
Green eyes immediately go to plump lips and her dick bobs at the expectation of the amazing mouth sucking her off. Regina had never sucked her dick in this position, with her on top.
"I haven't got all day," she jokes to the blonde who seems to be frozen in place.
"You want me to come up there? Like... like on your face?" As appealing as the offer is she has to make sure she has gotten this right before she just straddles her face. Having a dick down your throat is not the same as having a delicate pussy hovering over you.
"That's exactly where I want you." She grabs her dick and gently tugs, encouraging her to crawl up her body.
Emma shudders and follows Regina's lead until she is on her knees above her face.
"Lean forward on your hands," she directs so that Emma is on all fours above her and her cock is aimed at her mouth.
Regina has long since gotten over any concerns she had about being in a vulnerable or submissive position during sex. She knows that no matter what position they were in she is always the one in control. She had never felt unsafe with Emma but it had taken her a period of adjustment for her to be completely comfortable in this new way of having sex. This was a particularly vulnerable position she was putting herself in, pinned to the bed by a cock in her throat, but it didn't feel vulnerable; it felt powerful.
She wraps one hand around the thick shaft as her other hand strokes a muscular quad to reassure Emma that this is exactly what she wants. She kisses the swollen head before slowly dragging her tongue over the leaking slit and getting her first taste of Emma's cock that day.
"Oh god." Emma was beyond horny and wasn't sure how much teasing she could take. "Please, baby." It was her turn to plead now.
Regina revelled in it when Emma begged for more, it was after all the first time in her life that sex wasn't demanded from her. She leans up a little until the thick head sinks past her lips then she pulls back, dragging her lips over the sensitive end and flicking the tip of her tongue over the slit, repeating it several times until Emma pushes her hips forward just a fraction to get more of cock into the warm, inviting mouth. The more of Emma she tastes the more her own libido starts to rise once again.
Her hands make their way to Emma's toned backside and with a quick tug forward half of Emma's cock is in her mouth in a split second.
"Oh shit. Oh fuck." Emma hadn't been expected that. Her hands cling to the bedsheet as she clings to her willpower. She had been discovering that the more she and Regina do together, the harder it is to control her longevity. Her eyes are tightly closed, if she looks down at Regina in her post-orgasm glow with her cock in her mouth it would all be over.
Boy did Regina know this. She really took a lot of pleasure and pride in getting the blonde off as quickly as she could. Of course, when they were fucking it was a completely different matter altogether. Then she liked to keep the blonde going for as long as she could keep going because nothing in this world felt as good as having Emma's hot seed spray inside her as she quivered in ecstasy.
With a pushing motion on Emma's backside she prompted Emma to cant her hips and begin fucking her mouth. Each time Emma's hips fall forward she pushes upwards and takes more of the cock into her mouth until after a few pumps her nose is pressed against Emma's pelvis. The woman above her stills, unable to go any further forward and unwilling to pull back from the hot mouth around her.
Regina pulses her tongue against the underside of the shaft and clenches her throat around the head until her need for breath becomes too great and a gentle squeeze to Emma's backside asks for her to pull out. Emma instantly awakens from the dizzying sensation thrumming through her body and pulls back until the only thing connecting her to Regina's mouth is a string of saliva and pre-cum. "Are you okay?"
Regina takes a gulp of air and licks her lips, breaking their connection of bodily fluids that Emma is almost hypnotised by. Her reply comes in the form of a salacious lick of the throbbing head. She pushes down on Emma's backside until her balls are above her mouth. She licks at them with the flat of her tongue and when Emma moans she surges up until they are both engulfed by her mouth. With a harsh suck she releases them before taking each in turn and giving them the oral attention Emma loves.
The blonde holds her body up with one arm and with the other she holds around the back of Regina's head as her balls are sucked and licked and she's teetering on the edge. "I'm so close," she whimpers. More to let Regina know that she as about to make a mess on their bed sheets than anything else. In a flash that wondrous mouth is swallowing her eight inches and when she hits the back of the clenching throat her hand tightens in the brunettes hair and her balls begin to empty.
Before Emma the thought of ever swallowing anyones cum was absolutely abhorrent to her, but that was the main reason she enjoyed it so much now. Emma wasn't just anyone, she was the love of her life and the only person in the world she would do this for. She hadn't taken into account that she had never swallowed the blondes load whilst lying on her back before. She swallows as much as she can but it isn't quite as easy as when she's vertical and some of it escapes her mouth and runs down her cheeks.
As the last rope of cum is drained from her, Emma pulls her dick out so that Regina can take a breath and she collapses to her forearm, her other hand still cradling the back of Regina's head, her fingertips gently massaging her scalp.
The comforting touch at the back of her head isn't missed by Regina. Even though Emma is spent and her body probably yearned to just roll over and lay down, she was keeping that closeness between them. It was a world of difference to what she had been accustomed to with her clients only a few months prior. She swipes a finger along the trails of cum marring her cheeks and sucks the finger clean before gently nudging Emma to roll over so she can crawl up and lay next to her on the pillows.
"Holy shit, baby," Emma contentedly sighs as she tries to balance out her breathing.
Regina brushes the blonde locks from Emma's sweaty cheeks before leaning in to give her a chaste kiss. "Hi," she happily smiles when Emma finally opens her eyes.
"Hi" she replies before breaking out into a toothy grin. "Come here you." She wraps her arms around Regina and pulls her closer until their bodies are pressed together.
It takes nothing more than a bit of kissing and cuddling to have Emma growing hard again. She wraps a tanned leg around her waist to open up her lover, who hums in pleasure when Emma's thick head squeezes past her tight entrance to be embraced by her slick walls. "I think I might have to keep getting pregnant so we never have to use a condom again." Feeling Emma raw inside her was the most deliciously intimate act they had ever shared and she never wanted to have a barrier between them again.
Emma hadn't thought about that at all, once their baby was born she would have to go back to wearing a rubber because Regina didn't ever want to go back on the contraceptive pill after having it forced on her for all those years. She shakes her head of those thoughts, not wanting to think about the fact she would have to bag up after being spoiled by getting to feel Regina's wet warmth around her with nothing between them. "I'd like a big family," Emma admits as she's balls deep in Regina.
Regina squeezes her walls around Emma, which causes the athlete to screw her eyes shut and bite her lip. "One at a time, darling." She kisses thin lips and uses her tongue to pry the trapped skin from between white teeth.
They move in unison to reach their mutual highs. The minutes tick by with whispered declarations of love and promises of their future's together, punctuated by moans and gasps of delight.
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They are both sitting against the headboard of their bed, still naked after their love-making and power nap as they scroll through various websites that declare the 'breaking news' of their press release. So far, so good. Emma was happiest at the smile that hadn't dropped from Regina's face since the first article they had read over an hour ago. They must have read over a dozen different articles since then and not one of them had turned on the soccer star and her fiancée or their two friends.
"I told you so," Emma teasingly gloats when Regina sets the laptop aside, her bright smile still in place.
"They don't hate me." She still couldn't quite believe that the press actually seemed to be on their side.
"No one could ever hate you. You are the most amazing and perfect woman ever."
Her cheeks pinkened. It still shocked Regina how easily and sincerely Emma could say things like that. "We should probably turn our phones back on in case Kat or Ruby have been trying to contact us." She gets out of bed and wraps her robe around her body to go and fetch the phones from where they left them on the side cupboard in the hallway
When she returns with them and they switch the devices on, both of the phones immediately start bleeping with incoming texts. Regina was ecstatic with the kind words of support and friendship she had received from the few people that she had gotten to know since her first visit to the outside world with Emma when the Slayers won the league.
Emma has far more texts than Regina but the ones she cares the most about are from her teammates, none of whom are disgruntled by the news. They set about replying to the texts before Emma checks her Twitter account to see how the general public are handling the news.