Whirlwind of trouble

11

It's clear that I'm here before Emma. I can't spot her anywhere, and believe me, when she's in the room I can spot her from a mile away and suddenly everyone becomes invisible.

"Hey gorgeous, what can I get you?" A deep voice asks, and instantly sends shivers down my spines.

"Two Apple Martini's please, I'm waiting for my date" I grin, and instantly crush his hopes and make it clear I will not be leaving this club with the bartender tonight. I'm not that kind of girl.

I know Emma isn't my date, but at least I'm clear from everyone else, I'll have that mans eyes off my backside finally and I'll be able to enjoy my night with Emma, and get to know her a little better.

And just like that, she walks through the door; looking absolutely stunning. She walks so flawlessly with a confident strut as though she is owning the room, and she knows all eyes are on her. But why wouldn't they? She's wearing the sexiest tight red silky dress with very thin straps holding her package in the best way. Her hair is super silky with elegant curls taking a flick to the ends of her hair.

"Hey" she smiles awkwardly, tucking a piece of her behind her ear and showing off her diamond hoop earrings.

"Hi" I grin, I quickly nibble on my lip to try and hide my goofy grin like love sick puppy. "This is for you, I hope you like Apple Martini" I slide the glass across the table and she takes a seat.

"This is a fancy club" she smirks, scanning the room as she takes a sip. "Fuck me thats strong" she winces from the strong burning sensation travelling down her throat and giving her that content warm fuzzy feeling inside. "So, why are we here tonight Regina?" She ask seductively and boy I can listen to her say my name all day: it just rolls off her tongue so sexily.

"Well, I just thought it would be nice to get to know each other without all the tears and grief." I smile sweetly. "Besides I heard the town raving about this bar so I've been dying to come see it. I just had nobody to take with me"

"So are you here to find someone, you know... get laid" Emma winks and I can already tell she may have had a drink or two at home. Emma is a confident woman, there's no doubt about that, but tonight she is over confident, she is eyeing everyone with her seductive eyes.

"I'm not really the one night stand kind of girl" I shout over the music. Although don't get me wrong, if Emma thrown herself at me tonight, I don't think I'd be able to resist.

"Oh please, are you telling me you wouldn't give that guy over there the ride of his life; he is eyeing you big time" Emma giggles, pointing over to the guy at the bar with piercing blue eyes, sculpted facial hair, a slit eyebrow and tattoos covering his arms.

Except that's another secret buried deep. I've always openly been bisexual. I mean, I've dated 2 men and 1 woman in my short lifetime and I have to say... I sway more to the ladies. Something about the emotional connection and attachment I have to the women is just so amazing.
I think that's another reason why I just didn't want to try and get into a relationship with Robin. Not only because I don't want to play mother to his 5 year old son because I could never live up to that title, but also because deep down I'm not looking for a man to keep me happy, I'm looking for a wife now.

I want to settle, I want to be a family and listen to my adoptive children calling for their moms (plural) I want to be the housewife kind that will make sure the house is tidy and there's a lovely dinner awaiting at the table ready for our big family to join. I want to be able to express my love publicly to a woman and have a dog and yearly tradition. I want it all. Just not with a man anymore.

"No" I laugh with a scoff and Emma immediately looks at me with daggers, he is like the most beautiful man in this bar and she is shocked I would turn him down. "Emma, I'm gay, well I'm bisexual but I'm more sexually attracted to women"

"Oh you are? That's cool, I've always wanted a gay bestfriend" she chuckles, and toasts her glass in the air. I giggle slightly at how quickly she is becoming drunk and clink my glass to hers. "Sorry... I may have had a few drinks before coming... I'm not really a socialising kind of girl"

"What kind of girl are you Emma Swan?" I question, leaning further in to engage in everything she has to tell me, as I neck the last of my drink.

"A stupid fool kind. A kind to stay with my toxic ex for so many years in hopes he will change. A kind to suffer in his abuse..." she is about to continue but I'm quick to interrupt.

"We're not in group, we don't have to speak about anything like that but you're not a fool; you're an incredible mother, and beautiful strong independent woman and us independent women need to stick together" I smile, and she smiles back with confidence.

"I always used to be so confident and daring, I used to be the kind of girl the would walk up to anyone in this club and dance with them, or I'd flirt with someone until my tongue is divulged in their mouth, but that was my young self. I don't know who I am now" she shrugs. "I was such a flirt but now I just see myself as a mom, but I miss the risk, the thrill, the excitement, the butterflies"

I immediately stand up from my chair, and offer out my hand. She looks at my hand skeptically and flicks her deep luscious eyes back to mine in question.

"Where we going?"

"To take a risk, we're going to dance and see who we meet" I wink, and she instantly takes my hand, dancing our way to the dance floor. 

We dance like never before, as though we're 17 again sneaking into the bars underage and acting mature for our age, except this time we're acting as though we're young again. Im only 28 and I'm not quite sure how old Emma is but she looks similar age to me. But it's just nice to let loose of all the worries we have held close to us and just feel young.

"He's looking at your ass, go dance with him" I wink, shouting into Emma's ear as she looks to the tall dark and handsome guy who is practically drooling over Emma.

"I can't leave you" she shouts back.

"I won't he alone, I'm going to try get a kiss off this pretty blonde, she's just my type" I laugh in her ear, maybe I'm feeling a little risky too tonight, or maybe it's the one too many Apple Martini's getting to my head, but I would not go any further than a cheeky kiss to get me in a great mood.

"You don't know if she's gay or not?" Emma yells back.

"Oh please, you don't need to be gay to appreciate a stunning woman, besides girls kiss girls all the time without it meaning anything. Just watch and learn Swan" I shout back to her over the loud 80's dance music and we split our ways. After a good 5 minutes, Emma is dancing all over this guy as he tugs her closer and closer and I'm in the corner with some pretty blonde kissing me.

I told you, lesbian or not, girls appreciate girls.
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A/n: enjoy this chapter! Please comment your opinion. I would love to hear more from my readers 🥰
Some swanqueen affection will develop in the next few chapters