The Regal Ships

Part 18: Mad Love (MQ)

Jefferson stormed into Regina's office. "You got my message." She said.

"How could I miss it?" He spat.

Regina got him and drink and moved closer to him. Since he first saw Regina he always had a bit of 'crush' per say, on her. Even though she has done horrible things, he just can't seem to not like her. Their faces have gotten close before, not like they were going to kiss, it was just for intimidation. He inched closer to her face and smiled.

He took the drink from her and drank it in one go, swallowing hard. He then aggressively wrapped an arm around and pulled her into him. Her face contorted.  He dropped the glass on the ground and it shattered, receiving a growl from Regina.

"What the hell are you doing?!" She shouted trying to free herself of his tight grip.

He looked over her face as she struggled. He wasn't hurting her, he was just holding her tight. He looked into her big brown eyes that were highlighted by the sunlight. His eyes found their way to her hair, her beautiful dark brown hair. His eyes then fell onto her lips, those big red plump lips, that he wanted to kiss.

"Jefferson?!" She shouted wondering why he was staring at her.

Their bodies were pressed together, she looked into his blue eyes, with fear, fear of what was to come. He brought a gentle hand to her face and held it. She was so confused. He started to lean in. He is not about to kiss me! There's no way. Their lips were about maybe a centimeter apart, barely. Then he closed his eyes and his lips finally met hers. She was in shock.

Why is he kissing me?! Is he drunk? Did he hit his head? Why else would he kiss me?! So many thoughts ran through her mind. She was stiff at first, but then she melted into the kiss. He released her.

She was shell-shocked and strangely enough she kind of liked the kiss. "I-I why did you do that?" She asked softly. They were still in arms reach; less than a foot apart.

"Are you sure you're not drunk or maybe hit your head...really hard?" He still said nothing. He just stared at her, he wanted to kiss her again. "I just don't get it. Why would you kiss me-"

"I don't know-".

"Yes you do." She got closer, desperate for answers. "Do you...do you-". She had a hard timing saying that someone liked her, it never really happened. "Like me?" He had a small smile on his face.

"I'm sorry."

"No...no it's okay."

"I mean...I guess-".

"Guess what?"

"I guess I do have a crush on you." He said quickly hoping she didn't hear.

"You do?" She smiled brightly at him and his fear showed, she did hear him. Someone finally has a crush on me! She said thinking like a teenage girl.  She didn't even care that it was Jefferson, she was so ecstatic that someone liked her and her teenage side got the best of her.

"Yes." He said simply.

She couldn't stop smiling. She walked closer to him and placed her hands on his face. She leaned and kissed him with passion. He almost instantly fell into the kiss and held her dear.

This for sure was mad love.