"Killian..." I breathed slowly. My heart pounded frantically against my chest, a counterpoint to the fire that ignited in his eyes.
He was leaning in, his gaze burning into mine, and I was lost. He reached for me, his fingers brushing against my arm, sending a jolt of electricity through my veins. The touch was a familiar comfort, but it held a new intensity now, a promise of something more.
"Amelia," he murmured, his husky rasp sending shivers down my spine. "This feels like a dream...."
A smile bloomed on my face, a warmth spreading through my chest. I couldn't help but laugh, a light, joyous sound. "It's not a dream, Killian. We are here. We are married."
He closed his eyes for a moment as if taking in the reality of the situation. When he opened them again, they were filled with a longing that mirrored my own. "I still can't believe it," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "....that I am married to you."
