Hey guys sorry for the wait. Been busy with school and placement and work, haven't had the chance to do a lot of writing. Thanks for following or the favorites :) Not a long one, but I just wanted to get something up.
Anyway on to the story :)
After Emma heard Mary Margaret settle into bed, she slipped off her own and tip-toed to her bathroom. If she was going to confront the mayor, she was going to look good doing it. After brushing her unruly hair, making sure it sit just right, she brushed her teeth and applied the slightest amount of eye makeup. Satisfied, she left the bathroom and moved to her closet. She decided on skin tight black jeans, black, heavy boots and a blue, button up shirt. Leaving her boots off, not want to wake Mary Margaret, Emma padded to the front door as quietly and with as much grace as she could muster. Though it proved ineffective. "And where on earth would you be sneaking off to at this hour?" Emma stopped dead in her tracks, like a deer in headlights. She turned to face her room mate who stood arms crossed and eyebrows raised expectantly. "Well, I... You see, I-I was just... Ruby..." The blonde struggled to make up a quick excuse, then she realized the pair of flats tucked firmly under the raven-haired woman's arm, the makeup on her face, and the fight to keep her guilt from showing. "Where am I going? I think the more interesting question is; who are you seeing?" Emma couldn't help but smirk at the pure shock on her friend's face.
"We'll talk in the morning." Not that Emma was looking forward to the talk, she was just glad that Mary Margaret also had something to hide. Emma put her coat on before following her roommate out the door. By the time she made it to Regina's house, Emma was hyperventilating. Am I really going to do this? She shook it off and inhaled deeply. She had to know, her mind wouldn't let her sleep, constantly replaying what happened in the brunette's office. She knocked quietly, she didn't want to risk waking Henry. The door flew open and a flustered Regina was standing hand on hip waiting for an explanation. "Hi."
"Hi? You knock on my door at 11.30 and all you have to say is 'hi'?"
"Can I... Can I come in?" the brunette's face was unreadable and Emma was ready to have the door shut on her face when the older woman moved to let her through.
"Miss Swan, I expect you have a good reason for being in my home." This was it. Now or never. There was no point in trying to beat around the bush.
"You tell me. Do I?" The usually reserved mayor looked completely taken aback and Emma thought she must have had it all wrong.
"Would you like a drink, Miss Swan?" Breath Emma, just breath.
"Sure." Certain a little liquid courage would help, she followed the brunette into her study, and could have sworn there was an extra sway in her hips, as if just for torture. Emma downed her drink in one go. "Thirsty, sheriff?" That smirk. That in-your-face smirk. Emma was going to wipe it right off her face. Placing her glass on table between the two sofas, she leaned into the mayor, eyes set on perfect lips mere inches away, making her intent entirely obvious and giving the brunette chance to move, refuse her, slap her, yell at her to leave, but when Regina went the rest of the way and pressed her lips to Emma's, the blonde thought her heart might explode. Green eyes met intense brown. "You have no idea how long I've waited for that." It was so quite Emma almost didn't hear.
"I could probably give you a run for your money." She let out a breathy laugh and let her fingers tangle with Regina's like it was the most natural thing in the world. Emma closed her eyes and opened herself up to a new feeling; contentment. She felt content for the first time in her life.