The next day I woke disoriented. I did not recognize where I was for a second. Until last night came crashing like a ton of bricks. I slept with Emma.

I sat on the bed and see all our clothes scattered across the room. Then, Emma comes from the bathroom.

"Hey, sleepy head. Sleep well?"

I was about to reply when my phone started ringing.

"You should take that. It has been ringing the whole morning. Your fiancé is very persistent". I took the phone and answered.

"Hello."

"Hi, babe. You sleeping?"

"No, no, I'm awake, I… dozed off for a few minutes." I hear a snort from Emma. So, I turned around to glared at her.

"Did you call the planner about booking the wedding?"

"I haven't had time…"

"I'll take care of it. I'll call her before my meeting this morning. The storm is really bad here. I guess I'm not golfing this weekend."

"Hello?" Robin asked. I got lost staring at Emma and thinking about what comes next. I barely registered Robin's words.

"Sorry" I sighed.

"Are you ok sweetie?" I can hear his concern on his voice. So I recover quickly before he asks more questions that I don't know how to answer.

"Yes, I'm just working"

"Okay you're busy, Try to take some time for yourself this weekend."

"Yeah… I should get going"

"Me too, love you. See you soon" I hang up without saying anything else back. Turning off the call I took a minute to think what to do next. My head is all over the place. Thinking about last night I feel regret because I know I hurt my relationship with Robin; but at the same time, I feel relaxed. Like if this was expected to happen at some point and it was ok.

"Hey" Emma tried again.

I looked at her. Her eyes in the day seem to sparkle even more. Her hair is in a ponytail. Her body. Thinking about her body rises my body on heat, so I quickly stop that train of thoughts. I stand up with the bed sheets around my body. Trying to cover my nakedness. As if she hasn't seen everything. Touched everything. Tasted everything.

I walk around picking up my clothes without giving her a glance. She just stands there, looking at me.

"The bathroom?" I asked. She points me to my rigth, and I entered. I put on my clothes from last night and try to freshen up as much as I can in the current conditions. When ready, I tentatively open the door. Expecting to be alone; but why would I? This is her place and of course Emma will be here.

"Are you ok?"

"No"

"Could we talk?"

"No… we have nothing to talk about. This was a mistake. I'm engaged. I shouldn't have…" Shouldn't have what? Accepted the invite for a drink? Let her touch me, let her kiss me? Or maybe I shouldn't have asked her to fuck me? This is so mess up.

I took the rest of my things and go to the door. When I'm about to open, Emma stops me.

"It's fine Regina. I know you are engaged. I knew since the beginning…" She turns me around so we can be face to face. "Look I'm not looking for a relationship. I told you I just left my ex. I'm just looking to feel good. You proved to be a really good fuck. And I think we can both enjoy it. I won't push you to do anything you don't want to but know that I'm here. And I'm ok with just being a fuck body."

She is waiting for my answer, but I don't know what to say. After a long pause Emma asked for my phone. He took it from my hands and wrote something down.

"Here is my number. If you want to have fun call me. Again, I don't want you to feel guilty. We both enjoy it so why stop it when we are starting?... Give me a call when you are ready".

I took my phone and turned around.