She couldn’t dwell on the way his dimples
flashed when he smiled. She couldn’t think of how when he grabbed her
hand she felt like she could get through anything. She couldn’t remind
herself that she loved his son as much as she loved her own. She
couldn’t let herself fall in love with the husband of her dead best
friend. Outlaw Queen Modern AU. Not an adultery fic. Epic Slowburn.
Chapter Summary: A storm traps the Hood-Mills family in Robin’s house for one last sleepover.
It was a grey day when Regina finally moved out of Robin’s house.
Dark clouds filled every part of the sky and wind steadily blew through
the air, shaking the branches in the trees. A hell of a storm was about
to roll through. And yet it was nothing compared to the storm Robin felt
He’d been helping her load up boxes all day, watching as
she’d shuttled them from his garage to her new home, a lovely little
bungalow with two bedrooms not even five miles from his own home. As the
weather worsened so had the melancholy feeling in his gut.
sad, truly sad to see Regina and Henry go. Having them in his home over
the last three months had been a joy. Though he knew they’d be visiting
often he’d miss the certainty of seeing their faces every day. Despite
his feelings on the matter he knew their departure was for the best.
Regina and Henry deserved a home of their own and spending some time
apart from her would help him sort out his feelings. Gauge their
authenticity as it were.
Fat raindrops had started splattering
against the windows by the time she returned for her final trip. Even
from the kitchen he could hear the howling of the wind as she walked
through the front door, struggling to slam it closed on her way back
inside. She appeared in the kitchen, breathless, her hair blown wild
form the wind, raindrops scattered across her face as she shrugged off
one of his old hoodies revealing the plain maroon tee underneath. God
she looked beautiful.
“It’s really blowing out there,” she said, attempting to brush her hair back in place.
noticed,” he replied, taking another sip of his coffee. He didn’t make
it for the caffeine, just for the warmth. He set his mug down on the
kitchen table where he sat. “You’re lucky you got the bulk of it done
before things got too bad. How much more do you have left?”
the last three left upstairs.” She’d going back and forth all day.
Steadily shrinking the number of boxes cramping up his guest room. It
was back to being empty now. He’d offered to help but she’d said she’d
rather him stay with the boys. Keep them busy and out of the way.
softly shook her head and placed her hands on her hips. “You know it’s
funny? I was unloading the boxes at the house and I could’ve sworn I had
another box of linens,” she mused, her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.
A smirk grew on Robin’s face. “You did. Roland hid it under my bed this morning.”
A guilty moan rose from Regina’s throat. Her godson hadn’t taken the
news of her departure well. The closer they’d gotten to move-out day the
surlier his mood had become. His latest act of defiance? Hiding all her
things so she and Henry couldn’t leave.
You know that feeling you get when you’re watching a storm roll in.
The clouds are growing darker & larger.
The lighting is flashing restlessly through the sky & the thunder rumbles beneath your feet.
You stare up & wonder how something so dangerous could look so captivating.
You should go inside, close up the windows & be cautious of any tornado warnings.
But the only thing you want to do is take your hair down & let the rain pelt your skin until you feel like the sorrows of yesterday were washed off of you.
That’s what loving you was like.
It was scary & dangerous, but I just couldn’t force myself to go back inside.
Just when I was about to install this one in the cabin, a huge storm rolled in, so it will have to wait till tomorrow.
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