Excuse Me, Miss Mills?

Chapter 30

I was nervous for Regina's return.

The idea that she'd gone to see Robin didn't sit well with me. What if he lost his temper again? What if he made things more difficult for Regina? What if he'd figured it all out? I wanted Regina back in the motel room with me but I was terrified she'd bring terrible news.

So much could have gone wrong at Robin's.

The fact that it was at his house to begin with made me uncomfortable, too. It had been Regina's house once. What if she got nostalgic? What if—

I tried to break myself of that thinking but it lurked—as it always did—just under the surface. The insidious little voice that continuously reminded me that Regina was pregnant with kids that weren't mine and had been from a previously-stable long-term relationship was always there, pointing out how much easier things would be if Regina just went back to Robin.

Sure he was an ass and sure Regina seemed to be over him, but what if?

Things weren't getting any easier for Regina and I. We'd thought after graduation we'd be home free. And sure in some cases we were kind of okay—in terms of Mr. Hopper and Kathryn at least—but there were still so many other ways we could go wrong.

I heard the sound of the key and the door handle turning. My stomach lurched and I sat straight up in bed, looking to the door. Regina walked in and I saw her smiling.

"Hey," I said. "I'm guessing things went well?"

"Very well," she said. "We got everything all figured out."

"Everything?" I asked. She was in such a good mood. She'd never been in that good of a mood after talking to Robin—even thinking about him got her upset half the time.

"Everything," she said with a nod. She set her purse down on the desk and went to the other bed, plopping down on the edge to kick off her heels. "He apologized for how he's been lately. He explained it and when I pointed out it didn't matter why he was acting like a toddler throwing a tantrum he apologized."

"Really?"

"Really," she said happily. "He even asked if we should try again."

"He what?" I asked. If I'd felt sick before I felt even worse now.

"He said how he'd loved me so much that he hasn't really gotten past it and suggested we try to get back together," she said. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, but she grinned a little as if she found it amusing.

"And you told him..."

Regina looked at me quizzically.

"What?" she asked.

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him no," she said obviously. "What else would I tell him?"

"I dunno, I just thought maybe you'd wanna say yes," I said with a shrug. "It'd be easier."

Regina stood, moved to the bed I sat on, shoved me down, straddled me, and kissed me hard.

"I love you," she said. "And I'm not leaving you. Not for Robin and not for anything. Don't be ridiculous."

"It's not ridiculous," I protested, but she put her finger over my lips.

"It is," she said. "I want you. Okay?"

I grinned a little sheepishly and nodded a little.

"I just thought maybe it'd be something you'd want to think about," I admitted.

"It isn't," she said. "I made my choice. I like my choice. You're everything to me, Emma. I wouldn't trade you for anything."

"I just get worried sometimes," I said.