I (Fake) Love You

Chapter 8

There was no denying that Regina Mills had done yet another stupid thing in the presence of the blonde woman. If the fact that Regina was in bed–practically naked–with Emma's arm wrapped around her waist and her blonde hair caught in Regina's own mouth was any indication.

Regina couldn't remember the night at all. What had occurred during their "few drinks" that resulted in this? Emma's own lips were undeniably covered in the remnants of Regina's red lipstick.

This was bad.

Regina jumped out of the bed to escape the dread filling her heart. She went down the hall to find a washroom to shower away Emma's gentle hold on her body. The fact that her warm lips were pressed onto shoulder made Regina's body tingle, was a great feeling. A feeling that she missed dearly.

Regina scolded herself to stop thinking that way. There was no way she was falling for a girl who blackmailed her into being with her. So she can get away with pretending Regina was already her girlfriend, no less.

Regina didn't date girls. She didn't date. Ever since she lost Danielle, she has avoided the love or affection from others, until Robin came along. He, later, proved that he wasn't worth her effort. Regina found herself alone and heartbroken, so suddenly, yet again.

Regina stopped herself from thinking too much of one drunk night she couldn't remember. Maybe nothing happened.

Maybe that wasn't even Regina's lipstick. Maybe Emma drank cherry slush like a child. Regina didn't know.

She was determined to remember even if took days. She needed to remember herself, if she could, because asking Emma what happened would result in teasing. Since she knew Emma enough to know Emma would tease her.

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Both women were stuck with wearing the same clothes they were wearing yesterday. Regina had no face of makeup and hoped that Emma wouldn't mention that little fact.

Emma turned from making pancakes and smiled at Regina as she set a plate down. "Wow!" Emma started and Regina knew it was too good to be true. "You're tiny!" Emma chuckled. Regina scowled. That wasn't what she was expecting but she still didn't appreciate it being pointed out.

Regina liked her heels and Emma has never seen her without her signature heels, until now.

"And you're still a mess." Regina noticed and looked the blonde up and down. Emma blushed and stuttered.

"I wanted you to have something to eat when you got out of the shower. I'll go get cleaned up though and we can head back to the house to get ready for the festival grounds." Emma blushed and turned around to leave before she could see Regina's reaction.

It was just breakfast.

Regina really appreciated Emma's concern for her. No doubt the blonde heard Regina's rather unpleasant vomiting just moments after her shower. She doubted she could stomach the meal but she appreciated the thought.

Emma was sweet when she wanted to be. Emma's real girlfriend was going to be a lucky girl. Whomever that may be.

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Emma adjusted the dress against her body. She had a serving wench outfit on because her parents volunteered her to be a server during the festival. They always volunteered her for something and she was glad that it wasn't the child's corner this year.

"Emma, we're ready to go. Are you?" David called up the staircase. Emma came out of her bedroom and smiled to her parents.

"Just about. Regina's still getting ready. We'll meet you there." Emma reassured her parents with a smile and Prince Charming and Snow White nodded their heads.

"I've acted better than you two put together. It isn't even convincing." Henry sneered at Emma. Emma smiled at him and ruffled his hair.

"Who's acting? And you're a terrible actor, Henry." Emma chuckled.

"My point exactly." Henry crossed his arms. Emma turned when she heard Regina's room door opening.

Wow.

"Stare any harder and you'll be burning holes right through my chest." Regina snapped and Emma's gaze rose to meet Regina's hard brown eyes. Emma gave her a lopsided grin and Regina couldn't help but return it.

Henry rolled his eyes before leaving to meet his parents downstairs. They'll admit that the whole thing is fake, and he knew exactly how he was going to make it happen.

"You ready now, your majesty?" Emma joked. It didn't go unnoticed by Emma that Regina's mouth tugged up slightly at the corner.

"In a moment." Regina spoke and eyed Emma's outfit before going into the washroom. Emma could be mistaken but she was fairly sure Regina checked her out.

That's just wishful thinking.

Neither of them mentioned the night before. Regina didn't let Emma know that she didn't remember any of it and Emma didn't mention the intense makeout just in case Regina didn't know. They both decided to keep it to themselves until the other thought it was important to bring it up.

Emma wouldn't mind if Regina brought it up, though, so she could know if it would be okay to kiss her again.

Emma helped Regina down the stairs and into the vehicle. It was a silent drive over and Regina decided to use that time to make sense of the blurs and blacked out memories of the night before.

"You could look less like you want to destroy the lives of everyone at the festival." Emma finally spoke as Regina glared at, what looked to be, the whole town dressed up in fairytale character clothing.

"That would ruin the look I was going for, Miss Swan." Regina smirked at her. Emma pursed her lips together before smiling. Emma couldn't kiss her–don't kiss her.

"Well, it would be a first for our festival to have an Evil Queen around; just don't carve out the heart of the fairest of them all." Emma scolded with a teasing tone woven into the sentence. Regina chuckled under her breath.

Regina feigned sweet, "I would never carve out your heart, Miss Swan."

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Finally! I know I said soon but I got major writers block for the longest time.
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