Leaning over the counter and with her head resting on her crossed arms, Emma Swan looked at the candle resting on the tiny cupcake. She felt two strong arms wrapping around her waist, his body pressing against her back and the fresh smell of his cologne invading her senses. His head rested on her shoulder and an instant smile formed on her lips.
"Happy birthday, love". She slightly turned her head so she could kiss his stubbly cheek.
"Thank you", her voice barely a whisper, desire pooling in her eyes.
"What are you going to wish for?", Killian asked in a deep voice that matched hers.
"I already have everything I ever wanted". He softly brushed his nose against hers in response, his delicate thumb caressing her cheek before pulling her in for a sweet kiss.
Looking into his endless blue eyes, now filled with a shade of dark, realization hit her: another banner year. And this time she actually meant it.