Kate allowed herself to relax back into her seat as they left the cameras and flashes behind them . Satisfied there were no more photographers in sight, she turned round to look at Will, who was leaning against his seat belt with his eyes closed.
"Swag dance? Of all the things you could have said, you named it swag dance." Kate laughed at her husband's cheeky grin; he really was the biggest idiot, and a terrible dancer with it.
"Glad you approve," he chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows as he did so. "Would you like to see it again?"
And suddenly he started dancing his 'Swag dance' in the back of the car. Kate buried her head in her hands and shook her long curls everywhere, 'No not again, my eyes have been tortured enough for one night!" She protested.
Will ignored her and carried on dancing, if you could call it that. "Just because you're jealous of my swag," he joked, as he reached out to grab her toned arms and attempted to force her to dance along with him.
"Oh no you don't," Kate responded quickly, bringing her arms above her head where he couldn't reach them and kicking out with her heeled boots.
Will cried out in pain as he clutched his leg where Kate's heel had made contact with his shin. "What was that for?" he whined, a sulky look appearing on his face.
"That's what you get for insulting your wife," she teased him, folding her arms across her chest in a defensive move.
"Fine then I'll dance by myself."
Kate groaned as Will brought his hands up to his shoulders and resumed his dance. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the chauffer watching Will in his mirror and laughing, which in turn caused Kate to laugh. Taking this as encouragement Will started singing a made up tune involving repeating swag dance over and over again. "Stop, Stop, Stop," Kate cried, covering her ears with her hands as she cringed at his terrible singing.
At that exact moment, Will's phone beeped. Wrapping her arms around his waist, Kate peered over his shoulder to read the text. What's this I hear about you and a swag dance? As if you haven't embarrassed the side enough already! H.
"At least your brother agrees with me!" Kate whispered triumphantly in his ear.
"Our brother," Will corrected her as he turned round and mirrored Kate by wrapping his arms around her own slim waist. "Well what does he know about dancing anyway?" Will was trying to joke it off, but Kate knew by his flushed cheeks he was annoyed. Still, she couldn't resist one last tease.
"More than you I expect, but then, that's not hard."
"Says the one with her own brilliant dance moves, namely swaying from side to side." Will had to quickly dodge the hand that flew in the direction of his face.
As they both laughed, Will looked at his wife's radiant face; her grin lighting up her eyes with a sparkle he'd never seen anywhere else, and fell in love with her all over again. He leant in for a kiss, but Kate quickly pulled her face away. Hurt and slightly confused, he gave her a puzzled look.
"You have to promise me one thing first," Kate smirked, "No more Swag Dance."
"But Kateee!" Will protested again. Kate withdrew her arms from his waist and gave him a steely look.
"Fine," Will muttered, picking up her hands in his and wrapping them back around his waist, "But only because I love you."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Kate murmured back, as she brought her soft lips to meet his.
