(A/N-Special thanks to Bekki for beta reading this story. And special thanks to those who read, review, follow and fav.)

Now it was Friday afternoon, and Regina was just about to leave work. She always dreaded Fridays and Saturdays. Robin had taken her out for lunch the rest of the week, even taking her out for dinner last night, which had included him coming to Emma and Killian's home, and giving her a beautiful bouquet of a variety of flowers. They had went to dinner, then had taken a walk in the park later. It had felt so natural just walking with him, spending time with him. She would have to treasure these moments as soon they would be ending very quickly.

"Regina?" Robin said as he walked out of his office, he was hoping to catch her before she left. "I was hoping you wouldn't mind coming over to my place for dinner?"

Regina groaned as she wanted nothing more than to join him for dinner, but it was Friday night, and there was no way that she could. "I'm sorry, I have plans with Emma tonight."

"And tomorrow as well?" Robin asked. He had hoped to see her again tonight, but reminded himself that come Sunday, he would have her for the whole week.

"I'm sorry, we made plans weeks ago," Regina said, she hated this, truly hated this. But she reminded that after this weekend, she would never have to go to that horrible place again.

"That's alright, I understand that you two need a girl's night out," Robin said, "hopefully not chasing after men." He added jokingly.

"No, definitely not," Regina said.

"Alright, can I drive you home?" Robin asked.

She groaned as she answered, "I'm catching the subway to meet her for drinks, I'm sorry."

"Strike two," Robin said with a small pout.

"But come this Sunday, I'm all yours," she said as she walked up to him and put her arms around his waist.

"Yes, you will be," Robin said. "I want you to realize that I have very strong feelings for you." He said to gauge her reaction to his words, if she seemed very receptive to this, he would tell her at the cabin how deep his feelings for her truly were.

"I have feelings for you as well," Regina also admitted.

Robin bit his bottom lip as she moved a hand to his cheek, eventually letting her fingertips graze his mouth. Watching her intensely, he pursed his lips and sucked, ever so slightly, on her index finger. He slid her hand across his stubbly jaw, holding it against his skin. His head then inclined and his lips trailed across hers, nibbling lightly, exploring, teasing, until he found what must have been the angle he sought. Instantly, their mouths fused into a ragingly hot kiss.

His hands cupped her neck, tilting her head back so he could take it deeper. Hot and rough, his tongue slicked across hers, and she felt strong responding licks deep in her core. A cry rose up in her throat and came out in a moan.

Those strong and deft hands drifted lower on her back, dipping under the hem of her sweater, spreading across her bare skin at the arch of her waist.

Stop right there.

He did.

She really wanted him to keep going, but this wasn't the place or the time.

"I guess that will have to last me until Sunday," Robin said.

"Me too," Regina admitted.

"I'll come by and pick you up around noon if that is alright?" Robin asked.

"That would be fine," Regina said, making a memo that she would have to ask Emma about spending Saturday night after her other job was done.

"Have a good time with Emma tonight, and tomorrow," Robin said.

"We will," Regina said.

"Can I walk you to the elevator?" Robin asked as she nodded and he held her hand until they reached it. "Good night, Regina."

"Bye," Regina said as she got on the elevator.

Once she was on the subway, she called Emma about spending Saturday night at her home.

"Of course, Regina. Our home is your home, I really wished you would reconsider living here with us for awhile," Emma said.

"Emma, you know how much I appreciate the offer, but I can't. I don't want to be dependent on others," Regina said.

"I get it, truly I do. But the thought of you with those strange men-"

"Emma!" Regina stopped her, "You know why I'm doing this."

"I know, I just don't like it in the slightest," Emma said.

"I know, neither do I," Regina said, the only comfort she had that this would be the last weekend of it.

Now here she was at her other job, she looked at the place and closed her eyes, "Just do it, and get it over with." She then walked into the building.

"You're late," Eddie said.

"Sorry," Regina said as she prepared for the night...

Sunday came none too quickly for her, she was at Emma's and saw Robin pulling up.

"Have a good time, Regina," Emma said as she hugged her.

"A really, really good time," Killian said from the couch as he raised his drink at her, and gave her a wink.

"That's enough out of you," Emma said

"That's not what you said last night, love," Killian said.

Robin then knocked on the door, "I'll need to stay here when we get back if that's alright," Regina asked, knowing this would be the last time. She was going to head to Canada with her father the day after she returned from her trip. She had to keep Robin safe.

"Of course, you are family," Emma said.

"Thank you, thank you both," Regina said as she looked at Killian as well. The sound of Robin knocking again.

"I better get that," Killian said as he went to answer the door. "Ah, if it isn't Prince Charming."

"I always thought of myself more like Robin Hood," Robin said.

"And myself a pirate," Killian said as the two men shook hands.

"Are you ready?" Robin asked as he walked over to where Regina was.

"Yes, let me get my things," Regina said, stopping when she felt his hand on hers.

"I've got it," Robin said as he got her suitcases and walked to his car.

"Enjoy yourself," Emma said, and whispered, "I mean really, enjoy yourself."

Regina smiled at the wording and started walking out of the house. Robin opened the car door for her and she was about to get in when she heard Killian say, "Now, Regina, you did remember to get condoms right? Wouldn't want to hear you puking your guts up in two months every morning!"

Regina shot him a look of death at his words, behind her she heard Robin chuckle lightly. They waved back at Emma and Killian as they drove off.

"Alright?" Robin asked once they were on their way.

"Excited," Regina said as she looked at him.

"I am too, I've been looking forward to this since our trip to Los Angeles," Robin said, thinking about that morning, when he had touched her but had no memory of it.

Regina blushed as she remembered the morning she woke up in his arms, the way he had touched her, the memory alone made her shift her legs.

"What is it?" Robin asked.

"Nothing," Regina whispered.

Robin let it go for now, as minutes later they were pulling up to the airport, and after going through security, they headed for Robin's private jet he had booked. Once they were settled and on their way, he turned to her once more, "Regina, why were you blushing at the reminder of Los Angeles? Was it the memory of us in the pool? Or something else?"

"I know this is going to sound bad, but that one morning I woke up in your arms, you had...started to touch me," Regina said.

"Regina, I do apologize for that, I guess my body was just taking over," Robin said, hoping it hadn't made her have second thoughts about him.

"I liked it," Regina admitted.

"You did?" Robin asked as his ego got another boost.

"Very much, when you first started I didn't want you to stop," Regina said.

"I was afraid I had scared you away from me," Robin said.

"No," Regina said as she let one of her hands drift down to his pants, and she started to unzip his fly.

"Regina-" Robin began.

"But I want you," Regina said, "I've always wanted to join the mile high club."

Her confession made him ache even more, "We will, but I want you in a bed the first time."

"Then we'll wait for that, but for now," Regina said as she boldly took charge and unzipped him, and brought his hard cock out of his boxers. She then moved from her seat and kneeled before him.

Biting her lip, she gazed upon his long, hard, thick cock, her mouth and core began to water at the sight of him before her eyes. She began with wrapping her small hand around his cock, slowly moving up and down. "You lean back into the seat," she said, enjoying the feel of her skin on him.

Then she began moving faster, while he enjoyed watching and feeling her do what she wanted with him. She licked her lips, smiling at him before taking his head in her mouth swirling her tongue in circles over his sensitive tip. Next she took him deeper in her mouth, using her tongue to tease and taste his length.

Licking over every inch of his thick cock, he began throbbing and swelling even more. Feeling her warm mouth over him, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He loved the feel of her hands touching his skin and feeling him shiver, reacting to her touch. He had a drop of precum at the tip and she flicked her tongue to catch it, swallowing it and sucked hard on the tip.

Suddenly, Robin felt more than just a little wetness at the tip of his cock as his abdominal muscles flexed and he could feel warm pressure building up at the base of his delightfully engorged penis. Turning his head to the side to look out the window, he could feel his heart beating out of his chest. Regina's sweet mouth was on his cock and he gripped the arm rest as a rush of warm semen splashed out of his cock. His entire body contracted forward as he tried desperately moaning out his orgasm. Regina's hand slowed now to a steady soft pace; squeezing slightly as she rubbed every last bit of his cum into her mouth. She cupped his tip and caught every drop that she had extorted from his sweet cock, with absolute pleasure. She was pleased beyond measure that she'd successfully pulled off what she had set out to do when this began.

"That was," Robin's face was full of contentment as she smiled at him, as she placed his cock back into his pants and zipped them back up and cleaned up herself as she sat back down in her seat.

"Now, you know how I always feel with you," Regina said.

"You didn't have to do that if you didn't want to," Robin said.

"I did want to, you're the first man I have done that to," Regina confessed.

"Then where did you learn to do that?" Robin asked before he could stop himself.

"From the same place a lot of young boy do," Regina answered.

"Porn?" Robin asked and had his answer as she couldn't look at him then. He was amazed by her, fascinated by her, that after giving him a blow job she was now blushing over the word porn.

"Well, I'm honored," Robin said. "What other fantasies do you have beside the back seat of my limo."

"Maybe you'll find out," Regina said as they were starting their descent soon.

Half an hour later Robin was pulling up at the cabin and bringing their things into the place. Regina looked around the cabin, at how cozy and warm it was. There were four bedrooms, and Robin told her to pick whichever one she wanted. He had told her that they didn't have to share a room, that he respected her and would wait until she was ready to, if she wanted to.

It was now getting late in the evening and Robin had made sure the pantry was stocked as they had cooked together, exchanging kisses and touches as they had made their way around the kitchen. Now the fireplace that Robin had built when they arrived was spreading through the wide room. Firelight flickered across Robin's features as he bent low to gently lay another log across the already burning wood. He turned his head to look at her as they settled down before the fireplace to eat on a blanket, and Regina'a breath caught. Fire and light burned in his blue eyes and seemed to settle inside her, where that heat flashed dangerously bright.

They ate their dinner, as they continued to exchange heated looks, and conversed as well.

"What does contentment look like to you?" Regina asked as she looked at him over her wine glass.

This. His brain spit out the answer he wanted to tell her. "I spend my day chasing success. I've never strived for contentment."

"And what about having a woman and success?" Regina asked boldly.

Somehow, the idea buried itself in his chest and he imagined that woman snuggled into his bed at the end of a long day, not because he'd brought her home, but because she lived there. And it was for emotional support and commitment, and making love heightened all that. It was because the woman in question would be his wife.

"My turn?" Robin asked as she nodded for him to ask her a question.

"What do you want most in life?" Robin asked.

"I want to be happy. I want my father well, and to hopefully have a future with someone one day," Regina admitted

"Regina," Robin said as he moved closer to her, and lifted those luscious lips to his and hovered above them in a promise of pleasure to come. "You are my future."

And then he fell into that long kiss he had wanted all day from her, with Regina wrapped up in his arms. She soon found herself on her back with him on top of her, her fingers found the hem of his shirt and spread her palms up against his back. He groaned and angled his head to take the kiss deeper, to explore her with his tongue, to taste the beauty that was her.

He undid the buttons of her blouse ever so slowly, as he moved his mouth from hers as he looked into her eyes as he did so. When she raised up to remove the garment from her body, he removed his shirt over his head and threw it on the couch, as he looked down at her he caught the sight of something that sickened him.

Bruises...she had bruises on her shoulders.

"Regina? What happened to your shoulders?" Robin asked as he moved from her to turn the lights on in the room, he came back to her, as she tried to put her blouse back on. "Regina, tell me who did this to you."

"No one," Regina answered as her voice trembled. Damn Leopold for putting those bruises on her.

"Regina, why are you protecting this person?" Robin was not sure which made him angrier, the fact that someone had hurt her, or the fact she was covering up for this person!

All Regina could do was avoid his gaze, he put one finger under her chin to make her look at him, "Whatever it is you're not telling me," he said with intolerance, "I suggest you do...now."

"Or what?"

"Or else I'll tear the city apart until I found out who did this to you," Robin swore. His anger was at an all time high, he couldn't fathom why anyone would touch her without gentleness.

"It's nothing. It won't happen anymore, I took care of it," Regina said as she moved and stood up. "I'm tired, I'm going to bed."

Robin stood up and looked down at her. Here they were, two people if not for some bruises on her skin, would now have been lovers. Him standing there with a bare chest, her holding her blouse over her front. Neither willing to give an inch over this issue between them.

"Regina, please tell me," Robin tried once more.

Regina looked up at him, saw the look of worry, concern, and yes anger all rolled into one. She was torn over telling him, but loosing him, or not telling him and still loosing him. Either way she would loose. "Good night, Robin." She turned and made her way to her bedroom, the one across the hall from his own.

"I'm not giving up, Regina," Robin said as she paused and then continued to her room.

She walked in and shut the door, she slowly made her way to her bed and laid there and the tears started to flow. She couldn't tell him, because she feared what he would do if he found out. He would probably go after Leopold, and she feared worst what Leopold would do to Robin then. She didn't doubt that Robin could protect himself one on one, but Leopold always had others to do his dirty work. And she didn't want Robin to be put in harm's way because of her.

She had just lost another day with Robin tonight, and tomorrow she would have to tell him how she felt and then be prepared to leave him by next week.

No matter how much she loved him, she was going to loose him.