Chapter Six

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A/N: I apologize for the slow updates and short chapters, and I thank you all for your patience! This one is a bit longer and includes some Neverland goodness. Hope you enjoy!

Emma woke up the next morning, surrounded by impossible warmth and blissful comfort. She found it very difficult to move, other than to tighten her hold and bring the warmth closer to her.

It wasn't long before she realized that her right arm and leg were wrapped around something - or rather someone - and her face was buried in the crook of his neck. Her eyes flew open and she peered up, seeing Killian sleeping peacefully, seeing his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm and seeing that her hand was clutching so tightly onto his necklace charms that it made her palm numb. She also realized that she had stolen all of the blankets; they were draped over her so that the only thing keeping him warm was her body molding into his in the most delightful way possible. She enjoyed the feeling, and easily concluded that it was something she could certainly get used to.

She quickly shook those thoughts from her mind. She couldn't think like that. She was to be married in approximately thirty hours.

Emma needed to remove herself from the bed. Slowly and ever so carefully, she started maneuvering herself out of his hold, lifting his hand from around her hip and quietly resting it on his chest. It was certainly a difficult process separating herself from Killian's embrace, but somehow she managed to sit up and stand from the bed.

Seeing that it was seven o'clock, she went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, deciding that she really needed to stretch her muscles.

Her morning routine normally consisted of waking up at six a.m. and practicing her yoga, and since Killian was still sleeping, she decided that now was the best time. She pulled her hair into a bun and changed into a pair of dark grey yoga shorts with adjustable ties on each side, a black sports bra and red tank top.

Emma was several feet from the end of the bed, the sensation of her muscles straining in unusual but familiar ways as she contorted her body, attaining a perfect form with ease. Yoga was something that thoroughly took her mind off of work and other stresses of a typical day for her. And it was indeed what she needed right now, the stress of her situation melting away as she alternated between different positions, her body easily flexing, and forming perfectly poised shapes.

Transitioning her body, she laid on her stomach, using her forearms to hold her weight up before walking her feet into a Dolphin Pose with her elbows. Her palms were placed shoulder distance apart, her gaze focused between her hands and her butt raised up in the air. She was feeling very relaxed at this point, unaware of anything or anyone else in the room.

Keeping her core engaged, she drew her shoulder blades into her back and extended her right leg up into the air, pressing down firmly into her elbows before bringing up her left leg as well. Bending her knees and sending her feet toward her head for a Scorpion Pose, she took a few slow breaths while holding her position.

"That's certainly a sight to wake up to."

Even as balanced and focused as she was, Killian's seductively silky voice almost sent her crashing to the floor.

"Talk about good form, love."

His words sent a shiver down her spine.

"As much as I prefer a woman on her back, that is a very striking pose."

She suddenly felt self-conscious under his scrutiny, even though he seemed to enjoy the view she was offering him. Knowing that she was drawing his gaze, created a new tension in her muscles and she brought her feet back down, planting them on the floor before rising.

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