Skyline of concrete dreams- SwanQueen

Chapter 36

Emma glanced at her watch, it was nearing noon. Weighing her options she decided on staying for Regina and not just for the sake of seeing her.

Sitting up there on the balcony Emma actually had the time to register what happened in the last three days in Boston. She was so engrossed in her pain and the fact that she was back at her hometown that she didn't have the time to stop and think about all the things Regina did for her; the hotel, the food, being there for her every single minute of every single day. And it wasn't over in Boston. Taking her here, staying with her, buying her breakfast, those things Emma never and took nor will take for granted, ever.

She felt this urge to convey those feelings, to show Regina how fucking grateful she is. It's amazing to think how far they've come in the past two weeks, the amount of trust they both entrusted in the other's hands.

Regina hasn't failed being there for her, supporting her, making her feel loved and cherished and taken care of and Emma had to repay. Not for the sake of evening the field but merely for the fact that she wanted to make Regina feel as good as the brunette made her feel.

That's why she was heading to the nearest grocery shop at three in the afternoon. She wanted so badly to prepare dinner for Regina for when she comes back. Something romantic, light and fun since they didn't really get the chance to do this for quite a while.

Yes, Boston sure had its moments in the movies or the restaurant but Emma's mind was swamped with a thousand other things and it also felt like Regina constantly had to ask and seek for time alone. Emma has to get over her insecurities and start initiating things between them.

After wrecking her brain trying to think about possible dinner foods that she can actually make she wrote down a list of ingredients she needed in order to make a proper dinner.

Deciding on not using a single thing out of Regina's stuff since it's dinner for her, she entered the shop with quite a list.

After an hour of grocery shopping and YouTube watching on how to perfect each and every dish, she started working. She chopped onions and garlic and threw them in a hot pan while checking on the baked potatoes in the oven. She chopped vegetables in between and scooped them into a large glass bowel. She went to check on the marinated Sirloin Steaks after receiving accurate and in detail instruction on how to treat the meat and cook it. She decided on keeping the meet for last since it didn't require and obscene amount of cooking time and was best served fresh. She placed the beans in the pan with the garlic and onions and added soy sauce and teriyaki sauce and let the heat do its thing.

In the mean time she set up the table for two and placed the scented candle she picked up while waiting for the cashier to finish with another customer. She halted. Is this too much? Yes, Regina invited her to stay but maybe she was overstepping.

The pan made a screeching sound and Emma made her way back to the stove to find the beans screaming for a stir. She pushed the pan forwards and it flipped the beans, just like she has seen Tony's cooks do while in service.

Melancholy settled in her chest for a short moment. Then the phone beeped and tore her out of her world.

Regina- I don't know if you decided to stay but I'm on my way home.

Emma smiled at that, in perfect synchronization with the cooked food.

She got back to tending the various foods in the cooking. She placed the Sirloin Steak on a heated striped pan and heard it sizzling. She was seasoning the salad when she heard the door open.

A smile graced her face as she heard the famous click of the heels. She turned around and whatever it is that she planned on saying escaped her brain. Her smile quickly turned into a frown when she was met with a large redhead mane.