Okay, she wasn't going to lie. She looked hot. Her skin tight, red, dipped hem dress was perfect for their date. The hem flowed around her ankles and showed off just the right amount of leg whilst the black suede heels she wore contrasted perfectly. Her hair flowed around her face and shoulders. Her phone snapped her from her thoughts as it vibrated on the counter. Caller ID flashed onto the screen showing Killian's name.
"Hello?"
"I'm outside."
"I'll be right down." She looked out her window, moving the net curtain away from the glass panel. She almost burst out laughing when she saw him leaning against his Porsche, arms and legs crossed, looking… hot as anything. She had bought new lingerie just for tonight and she thanked the lord that she had since judging by the way her knees buckled when he smiled up at her they wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight. She headed for the door, locking it behind her. She walked down the steps leading to the pavement as he crossed the road towards her.
"You look amazing." He gave her a quick peck on the cheek, took her hand and led her across the street to his car. She couldn't believe that there were no press outside her house. Her address wasn't exactly a secret, not since a photographer followed her and Neal from a restaurant last year. Killian must have noticed her looking around as he spoke before her.
"I may have had a security detail put on all the roads so we could have some privacy. I thought you might prefer it this way?" The way he spoke, he sounded genuinely concerned.
"You didn't have to, but thank-you." She moved into his body and he wrapped his arms around her. A hug that must have lasted about 10 seconds in real life felt like hours as they stood there just holding eachother. As she moved back, he tilted her chin up and placed a small, delicate kiss on her lips before removing himself from her side to open the passenger's door.
"Well, it seems I am out with a true gentleman." She said teasingly.
"I am always a gentleman, love." He gave her a cheeky grin and a wink before closing the door and heading over to his side of the car. He closed the door behind him and strapped in. She smiled when the radio came on and one of her songs was playing, she was played on the radio a lot. But then she noticed the LED display which read 'Track 7' in bright blue lights. He had her CD? And he was playing it in his car? Of free choice?
"Wow, I'm flattered." He turned to her and she smiled at him with a glint in her eye.
"Well, you have an amazing voice Swan. I thought I had better find out what all the fuss was about." His voice dripped with sarcasm but she didn't care. She slapped him playfully on the arm as they drove into the city.
"Do you like it? You can be honest, I don't mind." She spoke a little faster than usual. He turned to face her briefly.
"I think it's very 'Emma Swan'." She looked at him again.
"And? Is that good or bad?" She was getting slightly panicked now.
"It's very good." She smiled and they sat in a comfortable silence the rest of the journey listening to her new album, occasionally she sang along and to her surprise so did he.