Thinking Out Loud

Chapter Eighteen

Henry ran down the stairs as his mothers entered the foyer. Leading them to the living room, he sped up before abruptly plopping onto the couch. Causing Regina to immediately shout at her son.

"Henry, this is not a playground"

Emma gave a devilish grin and paused only a second before throwing herself onto the seat in the same manner. Regina shook her head. Putting her hands on her hips she couldn't help but smile at the childlike gesture.

"I wasn't aware that I was raising two children Miss Swan."

"Yeah yeah...you love us!" Emma then reached over to tickle the dark haired boy. He could no longer stifle the loud giggles that now filled the room.

"Mo..oom...help...me!" he said while laughing heavily.Kicking and stretching his legs, Regina ran over to save him.

"Now now dear, let him breathe."

Emma smirked as she approached the Queen. "Sure...I'll let him rest." She was sure to emphasize the word as she made her way closer to the brunette. "You on the other hand..." she trailed off, steadily approaching.

"Oh no you don't. Don't you dare touch me Miss Swan."

Emma winked at Henry before turning around to meet Regina's eyes once again. Close enough to hear her breathing, she could tell that the Mayor was anticipating her every move. The blonde reached up, stopping only inches away from the plum colored blouse. She then leaned in to whisper, "We'll finish this later tonight...oh and don't think I'll just forget Madam Mayor." Pulling away, Regina could feel her skin heating.

"Uh...guys."

"Ah. Henry, I believe your sled is still in the garage. Would you like to take it outside?"

"Really Mom?!"

"Of course dear, that is, if Emma will join you. I'll stay in and start on the desserts for tomorrow."

Emma nodded at the boy. "Why don't you go hunt down that sled. I'll go get our hats and gloves."

"Okay Ma!"

Henry ran out of the living room and headed for the garage while the two women made their way to the kitchen. Regina fiddled through the cabinets to find all of the ingredients needed. Emma leaned against the counter with her arms and legs crossed in front of her. Tilting her head,she spoke.

"So what're you making?"

"Mmm...wouldn't you like to know."

"Well I asked didn't I?"

Regina quickly turned pushing Emma against the counter. Gripping the granite counter tightly, the Sheriff felt her palms begin to sweat. The Queen took Emma's lobe between her teeth. Gently nibbling, she pressed a kiss on the pale neck under her blood red lips.

"And don't think I'll just give in darling." Pulling away, she grabbed her apron from the counter, tying it around her slim waist. Emma shot Regina a sexy look as she walked away.

The two continued to play throughout the day.They sled down the hill over three dozen times. Regina caught a glimpse of the glistening snow fall through the kitchen window. Her heart warmed as she watched the blonde tackle the boy in the snow. They rolled around, building themselves into a human snowball. The Queen couldn't help but chuckle at the two. They were in their own little world. The timer blared through the kitchen. She glanced at the clock, retrieving the pies from the oven. Although it seemed like only a few minutes, several hours had passed. The duo was was too entranced to notice the dark sky taking over the daylight.