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055:"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I'm so happy I can finally call you my wife/husband."
Emma felt giddy...on life, on love...and the fact that her new husband was turning her around the ballroom in their first dance as a man and wife.
She laughed delightedly as their waltz came to an end and Killian spun her around with a flourish before coming to a stop and grinning down at her happily.
"As I said before, love, you're quite the natural," he told her before giving her a quick kiss.
Emma wasn't sure what made her more breathless, the dance or the kiss.
"You taught me well," she countered when she caught her breath. "I'll never forget that night."
"Nor I," he replied. His expression grew tender as he continued, "It's one of my fondest memories..." he paused then frowned and added wryly, "before the Evil Queen came and took you away of course."
"Yeah, there was that," Emma agreed with another laugh. "We've certainly had some adventures together."
"Aye, but the best one for me has always been you, love," Killian told her lovingly.
No matter how many times he said something like that to her, Emma always felt her breath catch and little burst of happiness spread throughout her body. Reaching up, she gently touched his cheek and was about to lean in for a kiss when she heard her mother call out her name.
"It's time to toss the bouquet," Snow trilled as she approached them both with an anticipatory smile.
There was a group of female guests standing expectantly behind her and Killian stepped away so as not to hinder Emma's throw. The blonde gave her husband a michievous sidelong glance that had him raise his brows in return then she waved her hand over the fragrant blooms causing them to light briefly with magic and threw it high over her shoulder.
He watched in interest as it sailed over everyone's heads, staying just out of reach of grabbing hands to home in and land straight in Regina's lap where she was sat next to Robin at the back of the ballroom.
A cheer echoed around the place as the flustered brunette visibly reddened while Robin merely grinned.
Killian chuckled and took hold of Emma's hand drawing her attention.
"Does this mean we can take our leave now?" he queried in a low voice. "I have a rather urgent need to be alone with my beautiful wife."
Emma felt her heart skip and she cosied up to him with a sultry smile.
"I like it when you call me that," she practically purred.
"What? Beautiful?" he queried, his voice roughening slightly as she ran her hand lightly down his chest.
"No. Wife," she clarified.
"That's fortunate then," he murmured lifting her hand and placing a tender kiss upon its back, "because I intend to call you that for the rest of our lives."
And he did.
