Our Time Together

Chapter Eighteen

"Robin I was thinking that we should go horse back riding soon. What do you think?" I ask as I snuggle under the blankets. It was probably the middle of the night and I always like to have conversations now.

"Sure." Robin says as he looks at me.

"Are you paying attention to me?" I ask as I notice that his gaze has drifted south of my face.

"Of course." He says and I know that he isn't paying attention.

"Can I throw you off the balcony?"

"Sounds like a wonderful idea." Robin says and I glare at him.

"Stop looking at me!" I yell at Robin as I throw a pillow at his face.

"Why can't I look at you?" Robin asks as he removes the pillow from his face.

"You weren't looking at me. You were staring at my boobs and not paying any attention to what I was saying."

"It's not my fault that they're bigger than before. You know that I look at you everyday and today just happened to be a bit different." He says and his hand trails up to my breast. He starts to massage them and it hurts like hell.

"Stop, it hurts." I say as I wince when he takes his hand away.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's fine I just think I'm a little sore."

"What can I do to help?"

"Maybe next time you can listen to me." I say then I turn to face away from him. His hand takes its usual place around my waist. Robin embraces me and buries his nose in my hair.

"You're always right." Robin whispers in my hair and his statement makes me laugh.

"That's nothing new. I'm always right and you're always wrong."

"Goodnight Regina." He says with a smile that I can feel on the back of my neck. I hum a response and My eyes flutter close as I fall asleep in the hands of my lover.

*****

My eyes bolt open in a panic. Salty sweat clings to every inch of my face. I escape Robin's grasp as I sit up and clutch my stomach. It's twisting and turning in a million ways as I groan in pain. I know what's coming next as I make a bucket appear in front of me. The bile in my throat makes its presence known as it pours out my mouth. I clutch the sides of the bucket as I empty my stomach.

"It's okay Regina." Robin says in a groggy voice as he rubs circles on my back.

Once I empty my already empty stomach I take in a deep breath. I wave my hand and the vomit filled bucket is gone. I fall on my back and relish in the feeling of the cool sheets.

"Are you okay?" Robin asks as he stares at me.

"Never been better." I say with all the sarcasm I can muster.

"You look pale and your head is burning up." He says as he gingerly touches my forehead.

"I probably have the flu. It's contagious and I don't want you sick." I say and he wraps his arms around my waist.

"At least we will be sick together." He says and he gives me a kiss on my hairline.

"I love you so much." I say and I look into his gorgeous blue-green eyes.

"I love you too Regina. In fact, I would kiss right now but that may not be a wise choice." He says with a laugh.

"If you love me then you would kiss me anyway."