"Momma, did you know Emma had a sleep over?"
Regina chuckled softly as she then moved to grab a glass from the cabinet to the left of the sink. “Yes I did,” she told him as she crossed to the refrigerator to retrieve the apple juice.
“Yeah,” Henry said again, his face scrunching, “but she didn’t sleep with me.”
“No?” Regina asked, biting her lip as she stood in the open door of the fridge and poured her apple juice. Emma stepped over in that moment, and Regina’s breath caught in throat as the blonde gently and discreetly placed a hand on her hip before leaning slowly around her to grab the butter from the side door. Regina turned to put the juice container back just as Emma straightened from the door. Their chests brushed gently and they both sucked in a sharp breath at the contact, their eyes locking hard once more.
“No,” Henry said wistfully, as if he was disappointed by the fact, and the single word snapped his mother and the babysitter back to attention. He let out a dramatic huff as he popped the straw of his juice box into his mouth.
Regina quirked a brow as she smiled teasingly at the woman in front of her and said, “She didn’t sleep with me either, dear.”
Emma glared playfully at Regina before returning to the stove so that she could transfer the final finished pancake onto one of three plates. “Ha. Ha.” she muttered, shaking her head.
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