We Sailed Away

Moments To Remember

Regina and I continue to talk throughout my shift. We talk about: Killian, how our relationships is going, my friends, (which consisted of mostly David and Mary Margaret) how I met him, how sweet and loving he is, and just basically everything to do with him. I'm glad I have someone to talk to, who knows his just as well as I do. She told me some embarrassing stories of Killian's.
I laughed so hard he probably herd me.

It's almost time for me and Killian to go home. I'm actually kinda glad that tonight is over because I am so tired. I wipe the bar off, as I feel warm arms slip around my waist and a chin on my shoulder.
"What were you laughing at earlier, love?" He whispers in my ear.

"Nothing..." I say back trying not to laugh.

"Open book, love." I can feel him smirking.

"I met your friend Regina," I turn around so my body is pressed against his.
"And she just told me some stories."

"Did she? What kind of stories?" He asks cocking a eyebrow.

"About you..." I look away not meeting his eyes.

"Which ones about me?"

"Embarrassing ones." A laugh escapes my mouth.

"I told her to never tell anyone about those." He rolls his eyes in annoyance.

"Don't worry, I still love you." I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Good." He pulls me in for a kiss.
He picks me up. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist. He puts me on the counter while continuing to kiss me.

"Eh hem!" Someone says from behind us.
He stops kissing me, and we both look over my shoulder.
I turn around and see Regina.
"Do you two mind? Some of us are trying not to throw up."

"Sorry." Killian and I say at the same time embarrassed.
I hop off the counter and take Killian's hand. We say goodnight to everyone and get in his car.
The drive home was peaceful and quiet. after we get home I take a shower, and Killian just hops in bed.
I get out of the shower and throw on some shorts and one of Killian's t-shirts.
I walk out of the bathroom and hop on the bed next to him.
"Did you have fun tonight?" He asks pulling me to him.

"Yes," I hop in his lap. "I did. I really did."

"Good. I'm glad you had fun." He puts his hand to my cheek.
I lean our foreheads together. He still holds my face in his hands, as I stare into his electric blue eyes.