Author’s Note: A little Halloween fluff for you today! Because 1) I miss Drake and Emma, and 2) I don’t normally like Halloween but babies and Drake always make me smile. Happy Halloween 2018!
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“Oh my goodness Emma, she is the cutest little princess baby I have ever seen in my entire life!!!” Hana squealed as she scooped up her eight-month-old goddaughter from her mother’s arms and bounced her on her hip. She smoothed out the frilly purple gown over the Harper’s chubby little legs as her mother watched proudly.
“She’s not just any princess, Auntie Hana …” Emma cooed as she adjusted the angelic white wings of the baby’s costume, “she’s a fairy princess. The loveliest fairy princess in all the land!” She stroked the soft baby curls from Harper’s big blue eyes, eyes that mirrored her own, as her daughter shot her signature smirk at her mother. That familiar smirk, slightly upturned at the corners and mischievous like she knew exactly what you were thinking, just like her father’s. Speaking of which-
“Really, Walker?” Drake trudged into the foyer to meet the ladies, donned head to toe in his regal attire. He pulled at the collar of his royal blue embroidered waistcoat uncomfortably, then swung his arms back and forth trying to loosen the sleeves. “This thing doesn’t fit as well as it used to … and I distinctly remember getting stabbed the last time I wore this.”
Emma gave her husband an approving look before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. “Come on, Drake … I also remember this getup being good luck for you that night. Not only did you win the duel, it also brought you good luck later.” She gave her husband a suggestive wink as his cheeks flushed at the distant memory. She took the quick moment as he looked away to admire the man standing before her, Drake’s broad shoulders and chest filling out the snug-fitting jacket just right. The way the white pants accented his round derrière and muscular thighs sent her mind into a momentary flurry of inappropriate thoughts … Ahem, she chided herself. Not until after the baby is asleep. “Besides, don’t do it for me … your daughter requested a handsome Prince Charming to escort her to her first Halloween party.”
Drake’s face lit up as he noticed the smiling frilly purple fairy princess bouncing in Hana’s arms. “Baby Girl!” He reached his hands out towards her, catching his daughter with an ‘oof!’ as she leapt giddily into his arms. “You are the most beautiful little princess Daddy has ever seen in his whole life!” He examined her tulle-covered body and delicate wings delicately, his mouth spread in a wide smile before he pursed his lips to press them against her forehead. His eyes lingered on her fondly when he spoke again. “I may not have been the prince your mommy set out to find in Cordonia five years ago, but I hope I can be the best Prince Charming you could dream of.”
Emma gave his shoulder a knowing squeeze and caught his eye reassuringly. “You’ve been even better than I could have hoped for, Drake. And don’t you ever forget that.” She placed her smiling lips against his for a slow kiss, pulling away only to beam at the two loves of her life fondly.
Drake gave her a goofy grin as he swayed back and forth rocking Harper on his hip, finally taking a moment to study his wife. “Wow … you look amazing, Em.” His eyes widened as they trailed down the length of her velvet crimson gown to the floor and then back up again to settle on her curves accentuating the bodice. “I think I like this dress even more this time …” his voice was low and hungry, his eyes flashing a glimpse of his desire.
Emma laughed as she looked down and slid her hands across the soft fabric of the garnet gown, which she hadn’t worn since her first ball in Valtoria as Duchess years ago. “Yeah, well, I’m just impressed I could still fit this mom bod in it without it ripping.” She twirled around once for her family, glancing up at them expectantly for their reaction. “I never wanted to play queen, but I think this will do for one night, right?”
“I think we make the perfect royal fairy family, Em … just for tonight.” Drake reached his hand out to grab hers and pull her alongside him and Harper, wrapping his arms tightly around the two beautiful ladies in his world.
“Eee! Picture time!” Hana squealed when she saw the sweet family moment unfold before her eyes. “Get in tight and smile!” she ordered as she aimed the camera on her phone at them with a huge grin. “One, two, threeeee … got it!”
Emma shuffled over to her best friend’s side and reviewed the resulting picture. “Oh it’s perfect Hana! Harper is even smiling!” She gave her friend a warm side-hug. “Thank you!”
Hana nodded her acknowledgement before tucking her phone back in her clutch. “Well, are you ready to party, guys?!?” She grinned excitedly and glanced over to the open doors of the vibrating ballroom, draped in fake cobwebs and twinkle lights, upbeat pop music echoing down the foyer.
“Ready!” Emma exclaimed, reaching for Drake’s hand again to walk into the party with her family. She gave his had a gentle squeeze, eliciting that signature smirk from him.
As they started to walk towards the festivities, Emma felt a tug from Drake pull her back. She glanced over her shoulder at him, cocking her brow curiously. “Yes, Prince Charming?”
He pulled her closer, craning his neck to bring his mouth near her ear and whispering in a husky voice. “Just one request tonight, your majesty …” Emma’s breath caught in her throat at his commanding tone, waiting for his ask. “You don’t take this dress off until I tell you.” He leaned his head back, observing her with dark eyes that could only mean one thing.
Emma emitted a low amused chuckle, relishing his heated stare. “Only if you promise to do the same, your highness.” Her eyes twinkled playfully under the lights as she slipped her hand from his and reached around to- smack!- give his ass a coquettish pat.
She giggled as she slipped her hand back in his and stepped up to place a small kiss to his cheek, before leaning across him to place another on Harper’s chubby one. The baby girl gave a knowing gurgle, as if she understood the flirtatious events that had just transpired before her. Emma stood up tall and readied herself for their entrance, gripping Drake’s hand tightly. “Alright … let’s hit it, Walkers!”
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