The women were lying on Regina's bed with smiles that they couldn't get off of their faces. Regina was laying on her stomach in a silk red nightgown and Emma was comfortable in a pair of blue gym shorts with a white tank lying on her side tracing lazy circles on the ebony beauty's back.

"I wish neither one of us had to go to work tomorrow and we could stay like this forever." Regina said as she turned her head to look at Emma resting on her arms.

"You'd get sick of me," Emma laughed.

"I doubt that!"

Emma kissed Regina's bare shoulder, "Oh trust me gorgeous after a few days all cooped up…I would get sick of myself! Oh, hey! It's picture time!" Emma jumped to her knees.

"What?" Regina asked as she rolled on to her side.

"The selfie for my mom remember!"

Regina looked down at herself. "Really Em? Hello Emma's parents I just got done doing your daughter in the shower and here is the after picture of me in my negligee!"

Emma started laughing, "Okay, first of all they will have no idea that we just had sex and second I won't get anything but your face!"

"Emma…"Regina whined.

"You're cute when you pout…" Emma said sliding behind Regina and planting small kisses on the back of her neck.

"Emma Swan the food will be here any minute."

"Challenge accepted." Emma said as she continued to kiss the other woman.

Regina laughed, "Okay, okay you can take the picture."

Emma smiled and reached for her phone.

"On one condition… you have to be in it too!"

"Awesome, my mother will love that! Hell, she will probably print it out!" The women laughed.

They both sat up against the plush headboard. Regina was on Emma's left and Emma wrapped her left arm around Regina's waist pulling her in close. Emma pressed the camera button and flipped it to front facing.

"Oh dear Lord!" Regina said when she saw herself on the screen.

"What?"

"I forgot I don't have any make up on!"

"Hush, you look gorgeous."

Regina leaned over to her night stand and pulled a tube of lipstick out of the drawer quickly applying it. Emma was in awe.

Regina smiled. "Okay, let's take this picture." She resumed her position snuggled into the blonde.

Emma began snapping away. They did a few that were "mom" appropriate and then they began having fun. Emma started stealing kisses and vice versa. When all was said and done they easily had over fifty pictures and Emma was now wearing more of Regina's lipstick than Regina was.

The women heard Regina's doorbell. "Food is here!" Regina smiled wide at the blonde who was already jumping out of bed with excitement. Regina giggled to herself as she stood up and headed towards the kitchen to gather dishes.

Emma opened the door and greeted the delivery man, paying and accepting the take out from Regina's favorite local Chinese restaurant.

"Thank you and keep the change." The blonde gathered the food and headed towards the kitchen where Regina was bent over in the fridge. Emma couldn't help herself she placed the food on the counter and walked up behind the beauty slipping her arms around her waist.

"Hey don't start that again Ms. Swan I'm hungry!" Regina said laughing as she stood up with two bottles of water in her hands.

"Okay, okay…" Emma said as she released her hold and walked back towards the food. "What? No wine tonight?"

"It is a school night dear!" Regina smiled as she walked towards the living room couch.

"Oh my…" Emma laughed as she followed the woman, "what is with the Ms. Swan stuff all the time anyways?"

"Why? You don't like it?"

"I didn't say that. I was just wondering."

"I don't know…you are a teacher….it's kind of sexy…." Regina smiled coyly at the blonde as they both sat down on the couch facing each other setting the food out on the coffee table next to them.

"I see. You know you just ruined that for me now. Every time one of my students calls for me I'm going to feel awkward."

Regina laughed, "Or you're going to think of me…"

"Yeah, that will be great. They will ask me to help them with a question and I will turn red and fumble my words. Thanks for that." Emma laughed.

"No problem Ms. Swan." Regina winked.

Emma shook her head as she began to make her plate.

"I usually love the thought of Monday morning but I really don't want this night to end."Emma groaned.

"You look forward to Monday mornings eh?"

"I do. I love my job."

"Wow, what is that like?"

"Wait a minute, you don't love yours? I thought it was your passion in life?"

"Oh it is…the cooking and the food…that is my passion. The restaurant itself, my boss, being forced to make the same dishes night after night, not having any creative input whatsoever…it's draining the life out of me."

Emma frowned at Regina, "Babe if it is that miserable for you why don't you look into something else?"

"Everywhere is the same. Unless I had my own place I would be stuck following someone else's orders and doing what other people wanted me to do. So, I might as well stay where I already know everyone and make a very nice compensation."

"So do it."

"Do what?"

"Open your own place."

"Ha!"

"What? Regina, you have the talent. You could do it."

"Emma, do you have any idea what is involved in that process?"

"I know it's a lot of work but..."

"Yes, it is and it is extensive. Not to mention the amount of money it takes to start and the fact that most of the time you don't even make a profit until around year two. As amazing as it would be I just don't think it's in the cards babe."

"Well…just don't completely cross it off yet okay. Promise me?"

Regina shrugged as she took another bite of her chicken. "Okay…promise…" Regina smiled up at the blonde who winked back.