"Kathryn may have introduced me to the dance instructor she went to for her wedding," she shrugged, letting her nails rake lightly against Regina's exposed back.
"Remind me to give her my compliments."
Emma chuckled and easily took up the lead, guiding Regina closely around the floor. When the chorus hit again, Emma lifted their arms and spun Regina so her back nestled perfectly against her front. Regina had to chuckle at that because how many times had they danced around a room at home in the exact same position. She let her head rest against her wife's shoulder and traced the flesh-like feel of the hand settled on her hip. Emma swore she could never feel with it, but the breathy shudder against Regina's neck as her thumbs caressed the artificial limb made Regina wonder. "I just want to hold you close—"
Regina laughed out loud but held firm.
"—feel your heart so close to mine." As the bridge sped up, Regina felt Emma tug on her waist, and surprisingly in time, the blonde spun her out and brought her back in, lifting her in the air once more and spinning them until the bridge faded into the chorus. Emma's pleased smirk was contagious as she brought Regina back down.
"When have you been practising?" Regina asked, genuinely intrigued, holding onto the back of Emma's neck, swaying to the rest of the song.
Emma coyly shrugged and leaned forward until only the barest of centimeters were separating their lips. "I am so happy," she whispered breathily with a hint of astonishment.
Regina held tighter and lifted her chin to place kisses on Emma's eyelids and down the middle of her face before hovering over her lips. "I'll make sure you are every day," she promised.
"Even when it's hard?" Emma wondered quietly.
"Especially when it's hard," Regina promised.
"I love you," Emma breathed. "Have I told you that yet?"
"Hmm, I'm not sure..." Regina shrugged playfully.
"I love you." Neither Emma nor Regina needed the sound of clinking glasses to join their lips in a sweet kiss. Sighing happily against Emma, Regina closed her eyes and fell into her embrace, their lips separating only to find each other again. It was slow, and methodic, and intense, and right, empowering her, lifting her up and knowing that they could battle through anything. The last thirteen years had been a whirlwind of emotion, yet Regina couldn't wait to see what the next sixty had in store for them. They had all the time in the world to figure it out. They were together. Finally.
THE END
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