One week. It has been one week since she last saw Emma. This week has been a torture for Regina. The memories of that night hunting her. Every time she closes her eyes, she can see emerald eyes looking back at her.

Robin came back home three days ago. She has been barely able to hide her guilty when he looks at her. They already started talking about the upcoming wedding. He is excited. Regina on the other hand doesn't know what to feel. She was interrupted by a nock at her door.

"Sorry Miss Mills, I just wanted to remind you of your meeting at two. Here is the location. Everybody will be waiting for you. I also prepared the documents with the contract as you requested. Is there anything else I could do for you?" Her assistant, Annie asked.

"Not, thank you. That will be all. I better get moving so I'm not late. Have a good day Annie" I picked the folder and my purse before leaving.

Finding a parking spot in Toronto is a nightmare. I'm grateful that the shooting location has a dedicated parking spot. I get off the car and headed to the door.

Two hours later and I'm done. I can finally get home and relax. Maybe take a bath and drink some wine will help me. As I'm getting close to my car, I noticed a truck at the other side of the street. I recognized that truck. I don't know why but before I can process it, I'm walking towards the truck. Whistles alerted me of where the group of workers are. When I glanced up, there she is. She looks at me as if she doesn't believe her eyes. Turning her head slightly to the side she contemplates the situation before signaling to the guys and getting down the roof.

I'm nervous. Trembling at the idea of having Emma in front of me. For a second, I think about retreating to my car and leaving for good, but before I get a chance to escape Emma is in front of me.

"Hi"

I timidly took one string of hair I put it behind my ear before replying "Hello Miss Swan"

She chuckles "Really? Miss Swan? I thought we were way pass that. I also remembered you calling me Emma"

I feel myself getting red at her comment. "My apologies but I believe that's your name. is it not?"

She puts her hands in front of her. Like submitting "Ok, ok. So, what are you doing here? Did you decided to spy on me?"

Clearing my throat, I replied "Unfortunately for you no. I was actually working when I spotted your hideous truck"

"Humm.. And you decided to come here to…."

Why am I here? That's a good question. I quickly put my mask on again before replying "I was merely curious. Now that I placate my curiosity it's time for me to go. Have a good evening Em-ma" Before I can turn to leave, she holds my arm.

"Wait, can we talk?..."

"Can you talk?" I know I'm teasing her, but I cannot avoid it. She gives me a little smile at this.

"Ok smartass. Could we talk? I promise I won't hit on you. Unless you ask nicely"

Again, I don't know why. But I accepted. It's so easy to be around Emma. It's easy to get lost in her. So I signal her to follow me as I refuse to use her truck, again.

She directs me to a cozy dinner close by. We took a booth in the back. At the beginning we don't talk. Our silence was interrupted when the waitress came to take out orders. I tall blonde with blue eyes.

"Hi Emma" she says before giving Emma a kiss on her cheeks. Emma smiles and winks at her. At this point I don't know what is happening to me, but I get upset. I dare her take me here where one of her whores works at.

"Sorry for interrupting dear, but I thought your job was to take notes of our orders rather than being here entertaining the guests. Could we please place an order now, or do you need alone time with her?" I said signaling Emma with my eyes.

"Sorry mam'. My name is Elsa and I'll be your waitress. What would you like to order?"

"I'll get a hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon, please. What would you like Regina?"

"Black coffee, thanks"

"Got it, one black coffee and Emma's special hot chocolate" The blonde, Elsa, says smiling before turning around to bother someone else. I hope.

"So… that was rather uncalled for don't you think?"

"I'm sorry what?"

"Your attitude towards Elsa. She is an old friend you know. Plus, you don't have to be jealous. I like brunettes"

I cleared my throat. "Good for you… So, what do you wanted to talk about?"

"Us"

"There is not Us Em-ma"

"Ok you need to stop it now." I looked at her puzzle, not understanding what she is refering to. "My name. Stop saying it like that"

"Like what? Is it Em-ma, isn't it? Is this want you wanted to talk about? Because in that case we could have save us both the trip"

Emma is exasperated. Before she can reply the waitress is back with our drinks. After she leaves, I see Emma standing up. For a second, I think that I actually upset her enough that she is leaving. That thought made me sad. But then I see her seating beside me in the booth. She puts her hand on the back of the seat and I can feel her finders ghosting my shoulder.

"You know well what saying my name like that does to me" She whispers in my ear. "I think you enjoy this. Having me at your mercy. Wanting" Before I can process what is happening Emma has her hand on my knees. Slowing making circles. "You know what else I think?" She asked me, but she doesn't wait for an answer before continuing. Never stop her hand. Instead, she started moving it north. It reminded me of that night at the bar. I feel her breath and I know her mouth is there. Waiting to be kissed.

"I think you like me. I think at this exact moment you are wetting turn on. If I move my fingers a little up, I think your wetness will cover my fingers… And you know what else I think?" she says before sliding a finger inside my underwear and confirming how wet I'm. "I think you want me to fuck you. Hard and long. Until you are a complete mess."

At his Regina reacts taking that hand from her panties. "I need to go" She says and pushes Emma out the booth.

Emma follows her to the parking lot and turns her around when they are beside the Mercedes. "Stop running Regina. You know you want this".

Regina gets closer to her face. They are now standing nose to nose, and Regina is furious. How dare Emma tell her what she feels. "I think you are mistaken Em-ma. I'm engaged and I love my fiancé… Yes, we did enjoy sex, but it was a one-time thing. I mistake. I was merely experimenting. So now if you would excuse me. I need to get back home. To my fiancé. To the only person allow to fuck me" I said emphasising the last two words. That seems to trigger something in Emma, because instead all leaving me, she grabs the back of my head and brought our lips together. We ended the kiss when it was hard to breath. My pupils dilated; I feel horny. I wanted to slap her. I wanted to tell her how much I hate it. I wanted her to fuck me!

Before thinking of consequences, I brought our lips back together. She was already taking my shirt out my skirt, so I put a stop to her action and instead got her in the back seat of my beloved Mercedes.

While inside the kisses intensified. She dragged her tongue from my ear all the way down my neck until it reaches my cleavage. It was painfully slow. My breathing was erratic, and I was moaning with need. Her hands were like claws around my hips. She dragged her nails painfully causing me to hiss in pain as well as lust. I wanted her so bad. Taking a hold of her golden locks I tried to push her down to where I needed her the most. Instead of helping she looked back at me with that cocky smile of her. I wanted to slap that smile out of her face and I did.

We were not expecting this, but I slapped her causing her to growl and pounce at me like an animal in heat. She pushed my legs apart and moved my panties to the side before impaling me with two fingers. I cried in ectasis.

"You like to be fucked hard, uh? You love it when I'm two fingers deep inside your pussy Miss Mills?" I know she was trying to get a raise of me. And it worked. I dragged her up by her hair and crashed out lips together fighting for dominance even though I was the one at her mercy.

She never stops her fingers. Instead, the pressure increased. I could feel myself tightening around her digits. My juices running down. I stopped the kissing and painfully bit her lower lip. She increases her speed. I didn't know she could fuck me harder, faster than she was already doing it. My orgasm came at full speed. I cried her name closing my eyes and pulling my head back. She did not stop. She keeps trusting hard and I feel her lips around my clit. She sucks at it and pushes her finger deeper in one last powerful trust. I came again. This time harder than before. I passed out.

When I came back to my senses, she is beside me. Carefully caressing my face.

"Hey, welcome back. You got me worry there" She smiles.

I laughed. Genuinely laugh at this. "Sorry, it was just…" Amazing? Mind-blowing? Earth shattering? "… good. But I need to get going. Would you like me to drop you off?"

I can see so many emotions pass thru her eyes. She simply nods and we get back to the front see. The tension between us was still there all the way back. I couldn't stop thinking about what we just did. It was not correct. My parents did not raise me to be a liar, but here I was. Being unfaithful to my lovely fiancé. We parked behind her truck. I know it's time to say goodbye. I see her giving me an apologetical smile before reaching for the door handle. I panicked. I grab her arm making her turn around before speaking "This was a mistake…" her face falls again. "a mistake I'd like to repeat" That beautiful smile of hers appears again.

"See you soon Miss Mills" She closes the door and I'm left with an idiotic smile on my face. What I got myself into?