Captain Swan - On the Virge

Epilogue

Killian drove to Emma's house, his stomach full of knots. They had been together for a year now, but tonight was an important night. It was their one-year anniversary and he wanted the evening to be perfect.

The last year had been much like a dream and he couldn't imagine his life without her. They both had steady jobs that kept them pretty busy and they weren't living together, but they had alternated back and forth from each other's places. He was hoping to change that soon, though.

When he pulled up to her apartment building, he grabbed the freshly-cut red roses from the passenger seat and got out of the car, walking up to her unit, clad in his good black suit and necktie. He knocked on the door and as she answered in the red, strapless, satin dress he had bought her for this night, the sight took his breath away. The dress hugged her soft curves perfectly and was cut halfway above her knees, showing off her gorgeous, lightly tanned legs. Her golden locks were splayed over her shoulders in loose curls and she wore red lipstick that made him wonder all the areas of his body the color would end up on him before the night was over. As his eyes reverted upward to meet hers, his heart pounded in his chest and he had to remember to blink and breathe again, but he managed a few words.

"Swan, you look..."

Emma blushed as she gave him a coy grin. "I know... " She stepped aside to let him in and he flashed her a smile as he pulled the flowers from behind his back and handed them to her.

She brought them to her nose to smell them and took them into the kitchen to put them in a vase, filling it with water. When she came back to him, she placed her hand on his chest, her fingers curling the fabric of his tie, looking at him with mesmerizing green eyes, slightly hidden by her long, dark lashes. "You don't look so bad yourself."

His eyes went to her lips as she leaned in until they were inches from his. "Don't worry, I'm not going to ruin those lips of yours... just yet," she said with a mischevious grin before she gave him a quick kiss.

"I wouldn't despair if you did," he breathed, chasing her lips as she pulled away.

He felt the urge to just grab and kiss her, but he knew they wouldn't be going anywhere if he did, so he offered his arm to her instead.

"Shall we?"

She smiled and looped her arm in his and they walked out to his car. He opened the door for her and when she got in, he shut it and took his seat on the driver's side. He started the car and grabbed her hand, weaving their fingers together as he brought them to his lips, his stubble brushing across her skin as he drove away.

The restaurant they went to was on the beach and it was where he had taken her for their first date. After he left the car for the valet, he took Emma's hand as they walked inside. He gave the hostess his name and followed her through the dining area to one of the outdoor tables that had a spectacular view of the ocean. The evening air was warm, with a light, cool breeze as Killian pulled out a chair for Emma and took a seat next to her. The table held lit candles and a single flower in a vase as the waiter approached them and offered a wine menu. They could hear the soft sound of the waves crashing onto the shore as they looked it over.

"Shall we get a bottle to share, love?"

"Sure, just don't drink too much." Emma leaned in closer to him and brushed her lips over his ear. "I need you sober and alert for later," she whispered in a low, seductive voice.

Killian growled softly as his stomach tightened and he whispered back into her ear. "And what exactly did you have in mind?"

"It's a surprise. You'll have to wait and see. It's one of your anniversary gifts."