You're The One I Want

Chapter 8

Hook/Killian’s P.O.V

David said this was the fanciest restaurant in town. I couldn’t agree more. Everybody was dressed formerly, there were little white lights attached to each other hung around the room (I think they are called Christmas lights) and it was very romantic if I do say so myself. Tonight was going to be perfect. 

As we were sitting at our table I couldn’t stop staring at her. I liked her in her leather jackets, beanies and jeans. But god she was beautiful. She had done her hair in curls, instead of wavy. She wore a beautiful floral dress that ended just above her knee so that I could see more of her legs. God did this woman have legs. 

“Are you going to look at your menu or are you just going to stare at me all night?”

I just kept staring. She sighed in frustration. 

“Well if you don’t want me staring, don’t do your hair like that or wear that dress or those shoes” 

She smiled and shook her head, still looking at the menu. Eventually I looked at the menu. But I didn’t even know what half of the food was. Then the waitress came over to us. Swan ordered spaghetti bolognaise. Whatever that was, it did sound good. “I’ll have what the lady is having,” I said.

Swan smiled and raised her wine glass “To a night all to ourselves” 

“I’ll drink to that” and our glasses clinked. 

Nothing was going to ruin tonight. Nothi- who is that man wandering over to our table? “Hello my names Will. I’m known as the Knave of Hearts”