Chapter 12 Baby

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As their eyes met for that moment, Regina races forward and leaps into his arms, kissing him hard as his hands wrap around her body holding her up.

"I'm sorry baby," he whispers against her mouth. "Nice song," she smiles.
"Aww," is heard as they see the watching eyes of David, Neal, and Graham stand arms crossed at them.

Proud looks across their face as Killian looks at them, Regina hopping down to the floor. "You owe me ten bucks," Neal smiled at Graham.

Regina and Killian roll their eyes at the same time.

"You kept ignoring my calls, I didn't know if you would come or I would have to wait until the song was on the radio," Killian said.
"How would an unknown make it on the radio?" Regina teases.
"You got us on the cover, and told every bit of truth. Do tell me more about this diamond in the rough singer with talented fingers?" He grinned devilishly.

"Mmm you'd like him, he's very talented," Regina smiled. "And I kinda like him," she added with a smirk.
"Is be bigger than me? Can I take him?" He winked.
"Mmm Yeah," Regina grasps around his neck and kissed him once more.

"I'm guessing with her here we get a real hotel so you two can make up?" Graham asked. "For fucks sake, really?" Killian asked.

"Tell him he's wrong," David teased. "He's not wrong," Regina answered playfully. Killian widened his eyes at her in a startle.
"This is why we like her," Neal smiled.

Later in the hotel.

"How much did you miss me?" Regina asked. "Didn't sleep, ate a lot of mustard," he admitted. Regina smiled gently at him.
"The editor really didn't care that we weren't a bunch of drunks?" He asked.

"No, he liked my spin and the truth," Regina smiled. "Hmm well, guess I'll have to write more songs about you," he smiled.

"I missed you this much," he rolled up his sleeve to display a guitar tattoo on his forearm with her name written in the strings.
Regina gaped at it, "wow," she swooned.

As the pair danced in the sheets, and exhausted with hands intertwined, they awoke to the hotel phone ringing loudly at five am.

"Mmm," Regina grunted and moved from Killian's arm. "Hello?" She moaned into the phone.

"Regina?" A voice, "mother?!" Regina jolted up in the bed, feeling strangely embarrassed given she was nude in a bed next to Killian.
He pushed himself up, as she woke him. "How did you find me?" Regina asked.

"Well they do have a manager, you left the number, he told me where you were," Cora mused on the phone quite matter of factly.

"Right I'm fine mother," Regina informed her. "Umm when I'm bringing him home?" Regina asked her anxiously. Killian took the phone from her hand, "tell her a week," Regina mouthed.

"Mrs. Mills, Killian Jones here, we're actually not far and can swing over tonight," he said. Regina's eyes bugged out of her head. "Lovely, will you boys be wanting or in need of a good meal? What am I saying, of course you will!" Cora said.

"Sounds great," Killian smiled and looked at Regina.

Regina's POV

What is he doing and why is he so smug looking? This is horrible. She's gonna smell sex on me or something.

Regina gaped at him as he hung up the phone. "What the hell was that?" She blurted out.

"I'm great with parents, they like me, and if she's like you and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, she'll love me," he smiled proudly.

"She's not like me at all! She hates music and the industry and all that," Regina worried.
"But I'm smooth," he grinned. "I.. You..." Regina stutters at him.

He gently closed her mouth for her, "now now don't be a codfish, it will be great," he smiled.

"You're gonna need to write another song to make up for this one," Regina huffed as Killian casually got out of bed.

"Yeah? How about something like mothers be good to your daughters? Something like that." He mused.

"This is not funny Killian," Regina pouted. "You know, I missed that," he finished brushing his teeth and leaned down towards her on the bed.
"No no, you can't go suck up with sex, plus she probably is like a hound and will smell it on us," Regina shook her head.

Killian laughed at her, and she jumped out of bed, "I'm telling you!" Regina waltzed into the bathroom, in just black lace panties.
"Sorry there's no way I heard that," Killian directed his eyes from her rounded bottom up to her rolling eyes.
"Killian!" Regina stamped. "Now now don't act like a kid," he pointed his finger playfully.

"Ugh you're impossible," she whined. "But you love me for it, come on," he tugged her towards him, placing his hands on the lace sides of her panties.

"Wait we're going to her moms too?" Graham asked. "Yeah so you behave or I'll actually kick your ass," Killian pushed him.

"You're wearing a damn tie?" Neal asked. "I have to make an impression imbeciles," Killian scoffed.
"Now you just sound like a Disney villain," David laughed. "And what are you?" Killian mocked.
"Me? I'm Prince Charming," David boasted.

"Just guys, come on?" Killian pleaded. "Fine we'll talk you up despite you being an ass a bit," Graham said. "Yeah well I made up for it and Regina and I are fine," Killian said.

The group arrived at Regina's house and she entered first. "Damn is that lasagna I smell?" Neal poked in with her.
"Mother!" Regina called out.

"Well they arrive safely," Cora mused and hugged Regina. "The one with the tie is him?" Cora assumes.

"Yes mother this is Killian," Regina introduces. "Hmm you are quite the dish aren't you?" Cora shakes his hand rewardingly.

"Uhh thank you," Killian nodded. "Well, you all must be hungry, come," Cora welcomes them and the guys are indeed pretty eager to eat a home cooked meal.

Later

The evening was so far moving smoothly.

"So, is music the long term plan, Killian?" Cora asked.
"Uhh Yes," he nodded. "And you plan to tour much of your life?" She asked.
"Well just until I settled with a spouse and had a family," he answered. "You wish to have children?" She brightened.
"Indeed," he nodded.
"Well we need pie and coffee then!" Cora got up excitedly. Regina looked at Killian, who just winked proudly.

"Wow she really likes you," Regina smiled.
"Told you, apple doesn't fall far from the tree love," he winked.

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