Roni

Chapter Twelve

"I guess you do take after both of us."

The room is dark, gloomy and bone chillingly damp. Regina glances over to her left to discover watery, piercing green eyes staring back at her. She holds a gentle smile that expresses her love for their son. Regina sees how proud this woman is of Henry and that's because of them. Not just her, not just Emma, but of them together.

Regina stares right back, holding her gaze. She feels nothing but love for this woman. She's her son's mother. She's her best friend. She's her Savior. The feelings Regina holds for this woman in her heart are precious to her. Yet, a secret. A secret she will take to her grave.

And then, Emma walks over to him, leaving Regina and their son behind.

Roni inhales a deep breath, gasping frantically for air. Her eyes fly open, rapidly taking in her surroundings. The room is dark, but there's a small glow from the moon just outside her window that offers some light. She notices an extra added weight around her naked ribs. Then she realizes her fingers are locked with hers. She smiles, sighing in relief and sinking back into the mattress below as her body instantly relaxes in her arms.

Emma is holding on to her for dear life. The blonde's soft perky breasts are firmly pressed against her back while her arm is draped across Roni's torso holding her tight. Roni can feel the steady rhythm of Emma's toned stomach, moving in and out against her lower back. This adorable bartender has her smooth leg wedged in between both of Roni's.

This girl makes Roni feel things she never thought possible. So in this moment, she decides she will support her and be there for her every step of the way. No matter how messy or complicated things may become with her husband.

Roni pulls the woman's pale hand up to her lips, kisses her fingers and proceeds to tuck that hand even closer into her breasts. A soft moan stirs from behind her and she knows Emma is content. She knows Emma feels safe here, with her.

Roni closes her eyes as they grow heavy, but her dream that awoke her moments ago, begins to flash before her. There's no mistaking the woman in her dream. She was Emma. A younger version of Emma, not by much, maybe a few years. She can't understand why her brain would dream up a version of them sharing a son together.

As that thought enters her mind, she smiles to herself. She would love to have a son with Emma.

That idea sticks with her and soon enough she's fast asleep once more, dreaming of a better tomorrow with this gorgeous woman.

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Even though Emma was very hesitant to have that conversation with Roni the night before, she is so relieved they did. She feels like they were able to put everything out on the table, be open and understand one another. She knows Roni's going to stick by her, no matter what.

Well until her memories come back...

Tuesday's are usually slow and Emma's day off which is fine by her because she really needs to speak with Lucy about what Ivy maybe hiding in that abandoned warehouse. So, she takes a risk and decides to drive Lucy home from school.

Victoria should be at work and if Emma drives her granddaughter home right away, it would be as though she took the bus. Nobody would ever have to know.

"Lucy," Emma calls out to the young girl, waving her down when she spots her bouncing out of school.

Emma is casually leaning against her trusty yellow bug and the moment Lucy realizes it's her blonde grandmother calling her name, her whole face lights up like a sun beaming past a stormy cloud. Emma smiles just as wide, sharing all the love this little girl has. Lucy sprints to the car and wraps her arms securely around Emma's waist.