The Big F (Re-editing)

Chapter Thirteen

Emma was on her third beer as she watched Regina laughing along with Mal. She was successful to bring her teacher into a conversation with the stranger and their talk didn't seem to have an end. Emma excused herself after an hour of third-wheeling beside them. She seated herself in her pervious place on the bar to still be able to keep an eye on Regina. "Why did you help her get a woman when you want her yourself?" The bar woman leaned herself against the counter, staring at Emma. "It's more complicated." The blonde snorted and finished her beer which was quickly replaced by another glass. "Love is always complicated, honey." Emma raised her head to face her. "And you know that why...uh...?"
"Ingrid, pleasure."
"Emma, likewise." They exchanged a smile. "Well this is my club, I saw a lot of dramas already." Ingrid gestured over to Regina. "Is she you boss? Or why do you think it's hopeless?" Emma's lips pressed together. "More complicated I take it." The blonde nodded at her words. "She's not even interested in me."
"You two walked in hand in hand, I do think she is at least a little." Ingrid tried to in lighten Emma's mood. "But there's only one way of finding out." Emma narrowed her eyes at the woman in front of her. "How?" The bar woman jumped over the counter and signaled the DJ to turn up the music before pulling Emma up against her. "Ingrid what-"
"Shhh, trust me." She smirked as she started dancing along to the music, rubbing her body against Emma's in the most provoking way. "Is she looking?" Ingrid whispered and Emma dared to glance over at the brunette who was obviously staring at them like everyone else in the club. "Very much yes." The blonde took a hold of her hips as she started to move with her. Ingrid turned around quickly, pulling her in for a hot and passionate kiss.