Chapter Fourteen

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Emma moaned into the kiss before their lips parted again. Ingrid smirked at her. "I guess you have a woman to take care of." The blonde nodded and thanked her as she felt someone grabbing her hand. Emma glanced down at Regina surprised before she jumped off the counter. "Hey."
"We have to go." Her teacher simply stated before she dragged her out of the club behind her. "Regina, what's wrong?" But she got her answer as Regina headed to some bushes to vomit. Emma ran after her, holding her hair back. "Hell woman what did you drink?" The blonde offered her a tissue. "More than usual. An old woman like me can't drink as much." Regina cleaned herself, laughing bitterly. "As if you're old." Emma snorted and wrapped her arm around her waist to help her walk.
Regina had a hard time keeping herself up causing their way home to be twice as long. The blonde took her keys to help her open the door. "Are you sure you can get in bed alone without dying? I would tell you to come home with me but that's impossible." Regina turned around to her as the door opened, grabbing her maroon jacket pulling her in. "Then stay with me." She grinned at the blonde. "Are you sure?" The teacher only nodded and already was on her way upstairs. Emma kicked the door closed and followed her to make sure she wouldn't hurt herself. The blonde helped her drunk teacher get ready for bed as best as she could, but Regina didn't help her, insisting on going to bed only in her underwear, Emma had a hard time trying not to stare. She was about to leave as she felt a strong hand grip her wrist. "Sleep in bed with me." Regina slurred. Her student couldn't suppress a smile. "Alright." She laid down beside her. "How was your date?"
"Mal was great... funny," Emma nodded at her words, a little hurt. "The was another girl who had my attention though, don't ever makes jealous again, Ms. Swan." Regina whispered as she snuggled closer in her arms and fell asleep. Emma smiled as she watched her, pulling out her phone. "The bet is off, you win." She texted Killian before she closed her eyes too.

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