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Its a short one! Sorry!
Escort Services: Chapter 15 - Real
"There's something I need to tell you..."
The brunette frowned solicitously at the woman's anomaly display of anxiety over the unknown matter. She mindlessly folded her arms across her chest and defiantly raised her chin in sought of closure from the unexpected before her. It was her aim to be mentally and physically prepared for any news that awaited her. Regina remained silent and breathed out a rather impatient sigh.
"Miss Swan, do hurry up. I am enervated and do not wish to be deprived of sleep any longer." Regina deadpanned.
Perplexed, Emma's eyebrows furrowed, "Ener-what?"
Regina's arms flailed exasperatedly, "I'm sorry, I forgot you're a child. I'll use simple words from now on." She practically snarled in response with baring teeth.
The blonde exasperatedly rolled her eyes, "You know what? I'm not even going to bother telling you. I mean, I don't even need to tell you...it's not like it concerns you in any way shape or form."
"Marvellous. Now can I request for your absence?" Regina asked with a faux grin. The type that could well and truly haunt you in your sleep.
"I hate when you do that fake smile...it creeps me out." Emma shuddered.
"That's the point, dear." Regina intoned dismissively.
"You'd probably make a ghost turn white..."
"I am not even going to respond to that." Regina spoke irritably, it appeared as though the blonde had begun working deviously on her nerves.
"Because you know it's true." Emma murmured under her breath, although Regina had indeed heard her not-so-quite whisper.
"Well if that's true, then you must be the dumb blonde who runs upstairs when someone's invaded your home!" Regina exclaimed defensively.
Emma's eyes widened, "I would not!…" She shrugged uncomfortably, "Me and stairs…don't get along very well." The blonde hinted, while averting her eyes around the mansion.
A small laugh escaped the Mayor's lips, despite her efforts to suppress the abnormal sound, in her case. Emma's heart immediately lurched at the soft sound that she had become accustomed to lately, yet it never failed to make her heart skip a beat…or two. Regina rose a perfectly curved eyebrow, "Miss Swan, do not tell me you are one of those fools who trip up the stairs?" She teased with a knowing smirk plastered on her face.
The blonde's silence answered her question well and truly. A light blush appeared upon Emma's features, her embarrassment heavily apparent. She shuffled her shoes and bit her lip at the more than satisfied brunette opposite her. "Well…in case you haven't noticed, I'm one of a kind." She raised her chin to regain back some of her lost dignity.
"Strangely, I don't find that hard to believe." Regina responded thoughtlessly and managed to startle herself at her own response. Emma merely smirked at the brunette's temporarily loss of composure. The Mayor abruptly cleared her throat before retaining her previous stoic expression and staring expectantly at the blonde.
Emma shook her head, "It's fine. Don't…ermm…don't worry." She stuttered, evidently unsure with herself and her decision.
"Why bring it up then?" The Mayor frowned questionably.
Emma's lips parted to respond, however, not an audible sound passed through her lips. The question had momentarily left her quite clueless and dumbfounded. She blinked multiple times before anxiously rubbing at the nape of her neck.
She shrugged, "I don't know...I just thought because of...well our new...errmmm relationship in reference to Henry that..." Emma stuttered nervously. "...I…we...should tell each other things that could possibly be…detrimental." She mumbled the last of the sentence with her eyes averting to numerous places around the room in an attempt to evade Regina's intense gaze.
"Exactly what may be detrimental, Miss Swan?" Regina's harsh tone basically resonated throughout the mansion. It sent a shiver along Emma's spine.
The blonde gulped, "I wasn't expecting it…" She trailed as though she were in her own thought. "But I have a new client that I need to attend to on Monday." Emma quickly flicked her eyes up to Regina's and for a brief moment noted the flash of sorrow move through her eyes before being masked by a cold expression.
"I'm sure you can't wait for Monday…after all it's been about a week since you got laid." Regina spat bitterly. It was a low blow as they had been through this topic many times before.
Emma shook her head, "Regina, you know I'm not like that." She stated solemnly, her voice was deflated- as though she had been fighting the same battle time and time again. Her tone surprised the brunette, it was sincere and yet sounded like she had been burned at the same time. She found it overwhelming to interpret the blonde's words as she stared hopelessly into her green eyes.
"Where?"
Emma breathed out a breath she hadn't known she was even holding. "Boston."
Regina folded her arms across her blouse covered chest, "How long will they require your assistance for?" She inquired curiously, for her own knowledge.
"Just the day. He needs me to be his date at some business function." She explained without a care in the world and with a dismissive wave of her hand.
Regina nodded understandingly, "Is this going to be a regular thing?" She asked in a firm manner, her tone setting the blonde on edge. "Because you have to consider Hen-" Emma interrupted her.
"No…in fact this is my last job." She sighed exhaustingly.
Regina had briefly forgotten the woman's infamous defence mechanism, but was instantly reminded by the amount of stress that weighted the blonde's words. She remained silent as her brown eyes fervently scanned over the woman. It was only now that she noticed the light bags beneath the woman's eyes and the unhealthy paleness of her skin. As a whole Emma appeared as though she were slowly deteriorating; day by day. The Mayor wondered how she had not noticed the run down blonde but had come to a plausible explanation that Emma's deleterious state was astutely disguised by her infectious humour.
The brunette breathed deeply and allowed the admission to fully register in her mind. Regina couldn't help but inwardly be filled with glee at the idea of Emma never again pretending to be dating someone else. She immediately scolded herself for the thought. The brunette cleared her throat and restructured her usual mayoral stance before diverting her eyes to meet the emerald pair before her.
Emma had suddenly became unnerved and began shuffling nervously, "I mean I'll definitely continue with the rest of your celebrations and then I'll be done for good." She had confirmed the brunette's upcoming question.
The Mayor slowly nodded, "I see. A career change? Perhaps you can leave the escort department and move into the prostitute section." She instantly regretted her words and bit her tongue at the unexpected response that automatically slipped past her lips.
Emma groaned, "I swear to god, Regina. I am going to shoot you, wrap you up in a plastic bag and throw you off the pier- where you will sink to a bottom less pit called the ocean floor. " She snarled but couldn't contain the humour behind her words.
The Mayor chuckled darkly, "A gun? That would never be my style. And what? A bullet to the head?" She grinned deviously.
"Well, there were other options. Yet, Poison is too risky, I mean look where it got Snow White? And a gun to your head? No, It would leave the wrong type of make-up. I know you'd love to leave a lasting impression worth viewing." Emma reciprocated the smirk.
Regina chuckled, "Oh, how thoughtful of you. I must say I am impressed. Along with tossing me into the ocean."
The escort gave a hearty laugh that echoed throughout the mansion. The sound made Regina feel at ease in her presence. "Well, I only wanted you to reunite with a possible colleague of yours…" She trailed with a knowing smirk.
The brunette rolled her eyes, "And who might that be?"
"Osama Bin Laden."
Regina smiled and laid a perfectly manicured hand on her chest in an overly dramatic manner, "I am very flattered, Miss Swan."
Emma chuckled before silently searching the woman's brown eyes, "And there she is…" She murmured quietly with no intention of Regina hearing her words, despite the fact she did indeed.
A small frown appeared upon the brunette's features, "Who?"
"The same woman who I had dinner with in the diner. The one who smiles and laughs constantly like there's no tomorrow." Emma warmly stated with a small, almost timid shrug at the heavily weighted words and the meaning they conveyed.
Regina blushed slightly, averting her gaze to the tiles before flickering her eyes back up to meet the blonde's. She cleared her throat, "Do not get use to it."
"Never." Emma tilted her head in awe at the woman before her. She shook her head, "Anyway I better be heading off, we have to pool party tomorrow."
The brunette groaned unenthusiastically, "Please, don't remind me."
Emma smiled at the comment before cautiously invading the Mayor's personal space and bravely planting a lingering kiss on her right cheek. "Goodnight, Mayor Mills." She spoke with a growing grin at the brunette's flushed face before turning on her heel and leaving the mansion within a few seconds.
Regina finally let out a breath with her eyes still glued to the door. Her cheek tingled from the touch and she felt herself shiver slightly, yet it wasn't from the coldness of her house. The notion of dating Snow White's daughter had seemed to be absurd and outright idiotic, however, now the idea appeared to be a possibility. She closed her eyes briefly before immediately springing them open with an adamant thought encircling her mind.
"Damn it! Where's my black and gold bikini?!"
*Places noose around neck* I hope this sufficed :/