It's Cheating

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Regina's POV

I showered and then I get dressed. Emma is downstairs. I put on a black dress with blue sleeves. A little bit of cleavage. And a thing around my neck.

I straighten my hair and curl the ends as I do everyday

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I straighten my hair and curl the ends as I do everyday. Red lip. I do my makeup and you can't see my bags so that's great. I brush my teeth and slip on my red pumps before going downstairs. I need to do some grocery shopping and I can't walk outside after being gone for five days like crap. I walk downstairs and then I find Emma eating on the island in my kitchen. I walk in and make a cup of coffee.

"Holy shit!" I turn around to see Emma chocking on her food.

"Miss Swan I hope you do know to chew before you start eating.

"I do it's just you-" I grab a mug and pour my coffee.

"I what Miss Swan?" I ask turning around and she looks at me weirdly. Her eyes are- is she checking me out? Oh my gosh! She's checking me out and she knows she is. Her eyes fall my my breasts and I shake my head.

"My eyes are up here Miss Swan. Do you always act like a teenage boy?"

"You just look stunning Regina. I've never seen anyone more beautiful than you." I start to blush and I sip my coffee to hide it. Emma finally meets my eyes and smirks. The blush deepens and I sigh.

"You're blushing?"

"I'm not."

"You are and it's cute."

"Enough of this Miss Swan. And I'm not cute." I walk to the fridge which is too close to her for my liking. I open it and I need food. I bend down opening the freezer and Miss Swan starts coughing.

"May I remind you dear that you have a girlfriend, and checking me out is a form of cheating."

"It's not."

"Yes it is. And you should not be looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"I will not use such vulgar langue but I'm sure to get the gist."

"I don't want to fuck you Regina."

"Miss Swan!" I say and she smiles.

"I'm sorry. I can look I just can't touch."

"Looking is cheating."

"No it's not!"

"Yes it is." I cross my arms raising and eyebrow and she smirks and licks her lips.

"Miss Swan you can't look at me like that."

"Like what?" She asks smirking.

"You know how so stop asking. Stop!"

"So what are we doing today?"

"We aren't doing anything. I have to do grocery shopping and I'm sure Sheriff Graham could use some help in the station."

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