We Will Find Him

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Regina's POV

I open the door and I see Emma doing pull ups on the bar. I smirk and watch. Checking her arms out and how they flex every time she pulls herself up.

"Are you showing off?"

"I just knew you'd follow me down here." She jumps down and turns to me.

"Don't stop for me."

"What Gina?" She says seriously.

"Don't."

"I just want to tell my parents can you blame me?"

"Almost kissing me in front of your parents is not the way." I say and Emma steps forward and I take a step back.

"Gina. I love you and I want them to know it's been what two years now?"

"I'm still the evil queen it's not that easy Emma!"

"Don't raise your voice at me!"

"Or what?!" She grabs my hips pulling me to her front.

"Emma."

"I love you." She says her voice softening and it warms my heart.

"I love you too." I whisper looking away.

"Your blushing is adorable."

"How am I still in this nervous stage of our relationship? We've been together for two years now."

"It's cute Regina."

"I'm the evil queen. I am not cute."

"You're my girlfriend to me and you're so damn cute."

"Whatever Miss Swan."

"You're only allowed to say that in bed."

"Oh yeah. I forgot."

"Unless...." She says and turns me until I'm facing the beds.

"Ah no!" I laugh and she does too and kisses my forehead.

"Oh come on Gina."

"No we are on a ship and anyone could hear or walk in on us."

"They will hear you my love not me. I can be quiet you on the other hand can not."

"Rude." She laughs and I smile.

"So my parents or sex?"

"Talking about your parents does not make me want to sleep with you. I thought you had better game Emma."

"Shut up." She pushes me lightly and I fall onto the bed. She pushes my legs apart and lays between them. I flip us over on her back. She sits up against the wall and grabs my hips pulling me closer.

"I guess I do have game."

"I mean to win an evil queen over you must."

"You're not evil so stop saying that."

"Fine."

"My parents."

"No."

"Regina seriously."

"I don't want to talk about it." I try to move but she holds me tight on her.

"Emma let me go."

"You're not running away from this. And I'm quite comfortable."

"Emma!"

"Baby please."

"Don't call me that."

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